Chapter 736: Learn to calculate before doing business
Chapter 736: Learn to calculate before doing business
The situation in the ward soon reached Beulah's ears.
She thought for a moment, then said to the nurse who was holding the broken window and complaining:
"The damages will be deducted from the dean's dividend."
The young nurse nodded, then said blankly:
"The dean also gets dividends?"
"some."
Beulah took out the account book from the drawer of her desk, opened it, examined it, and confirmed:
"The nursing home is just starting out, and the funds are not enough to cover the expenses. The director has set an example by taking on more than 200,000 yuan in debt. I will make a note of it later."
Little nurse: "..."
This dean who leads by example, does he know that he is leading by example?
Seeing the doubt in the nurse's eyes, Beulah put down the account book and spread her hands.
“The dean has never been in charge of anything, and the decision was made for him by the old patriot.
According to the old man, the dean will get used to it sooner or later."
"Dean, that's terrible."
The young nurse felt a little sorry for Qi Yan for a moment.
Beulah glanced at her and said unhappily:
"As an employee, you feel sorry for your boss. Once the nursing home actually receives customers, the director will make a lot of money.
Then you and I will work hard to ensure that the dean can move to a new plot of land at the end of each year to race his car on this vast land."
"..."
All the joy the little nurse had felt in the ward disappeared and was transferred to Beulah's face.
Fortunately, I am now a small leader. When Qi Yanbiao moves the land in the future, she can drive the beggar version of the battleship and eat dust behind him.
"Just keep busy."
Beulah tried her best to suppress the urge to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun, and waved her hand, saying, "Also, keep an eye on the dean and don't let him slip away. This is Miss Qi Lin's instruction. I, Beulah, swear to hold high the banner for Miss Qi Lin until my death!"
The young nurse nodded, hugged the window and left the office.
In the corridor, she happened to see Qi Yan, who was in high spirits, walking in square steps to inspect the hospital environment.
"Hello, Dean."
Out of habit ingrained in the working class, the young nurse greeted them immediately.
"Well done to you, thank you for your hard work."
Qi Yan nodded and walked past the young nurse calmly.
The young nurse took a few more steps and suddenly woke up. Her face changed drastically and she turned around to look, only to find that Qi Yan had already run away.
"Oh no! The dean has escaped!"
The young nurse's screams echoed throughout the hospital.
The quiet hospital suddenly became lively. A large number of doctors and nurses poked their heads out from the corridor doors. Even the patients wanted to see the heroic figure of their dean despite their injuries.
Five minutes later, everyone witnessed with their own eyes that their dean was being captured by the patriots like a puppy.
"Wow, that's Dean Qi Yan, but why is he wearing a hospital gown too?"
"I heard that the director was diagnosed. The medical record was written by his sister herself. The director worked day and night for the nursing home and even developed a mental illness."
"I see. The dean is really busy... But what on earth is the dean busy with?"
Amid the murmurs of a group of people, Qi Yan was carried back to an office by the Patriot.
After putting Qi Yan on the ground, Patriot sat on his modified large office chair and said helplessly:
"The hospital is a place that needs to be kept quiet so as not to disturb the patients who are resting."
"I didn't make any noise. It was the people who reported my location who were shouting all the way." Qi Yan was trying to shift the blame without any justification.
The patriot shook his head and didn't argue with Qi Yan.
He knew that if he continued talking, Qi Yan would only drag him into the area he was best at, and then confuse him with his rich experience.
"Qi Yan, I just received a report on the situation outside."
The Patriot pointed to the document on his desk. "It was personally delivered by the Duke of Castor's subordinate, Gray Hat. It records in detail the changes in the battlefield situation."
Qi Yan walked over, picked up the document, and opened it with a solemn expression.
Half a minute later, he threw the file back on the table: "I don't understand."
patriot:"……"
Seeing that Qi Yan was slacking off again, he had no choice but to help him analyze the key points himself:
"In the battle outside Silverstone Cliff, the Duke of Windermere's troops suffered heavy losses, but in return, the Blood Demon Lord of the Sarkaz side was forced to withdraw. Only Manfred from the Sarkaz support team was taken away by the Scavenger King.
This battle was undoubtedly a great victory for the Duke's side. Even if the Sarkaz had the power of gods to join the battle, they could not restore the morale of the Sarkaz. The Duke's battle even frightened the various forces outside Victoria that were eyeing them covetously.
The news that the Duke of Windermere was seriously injured could not be covered up, but it didn't matter. As long as she was alive, there would be no trouble on the Victorian border.
After the war, the three Grand Dukes met and held a meeting. Caister did not reveal the content, but afterwards, the Iron Duke and Caister personally sent troops to escort Windermere and her daughter back to the border, which clearly showed that they had unified their strategic goals. "
The patriot said so much, but Qi Yan's wolf ears only moved when he heard the news that Windermere and her daughter had returned safely. All other news went in one ear and out the other.
Seeing that Qi Yan was not interested in these things, the Patriot skipped these war information:
“After experiencing the cruelty of war, the nursing home is expected to accept some people who try to seek your asylum in the future. They will become the first batch of funds flowing into the nursing home.
Beulah has drawn up the hospital rules, and there will be a share of your profits in them.”
Qi Yan's eyes suddenly widened, and he almost opened his golden pupils with the Sourceless Stone.
At this time, the Patriot took a breath and continued to talk about the main point:
"According to my prediction, after accepting this batch of customers, your debt in the nursing home will drop below 200,000."
Qi Yan: ????? ?????
"No, old man, what went wrong?" Qi Yan threw himself on the desk and wailed, "What debt? How come I don't know about it?"
“This is an inevitable stage in the development of nursing homes. It cannot be avoided,” the Patriot comforted.
"No! I don't accept it!"
Qi Yan didn't dare to face this fact: "Is it okay if I don't want this dividend?"
The Patriot touched his chin and confirmed:
"Do you really want to give up the dividends? If so, I will transfer them to Qi Lin."
"I can't let my sister down...give it to Froststar."
"?"
The Patriot's scarlet eyes stared straight at Qi Yan, who shrugged and shrank his neck.
"Since you said it yourself, I'll accept it on behalf of Yelena." The Patriot said unhappily.
Qi Yan noticed that there was something wrong with the Patriot's reaction, and a look of suspicion finally appeared on his face. His brain, which had not been used for a long time and was almost rusty, began to try to restart.
But the patriot didn't give him the time. He knocked on the table and continued:
"The doctor and his team have also set off for Brentwood Town. He asked Gray Hat to convey a message to you.
He said, you can take a rest slowly, and he will help you deal with everything before you sort out your thoughts. He promised you with his own source stone for the next ten years. "
After finishing what the doctor wanted to convey, the patriot paused and then said what he wanted to say:
"Qi Yan, do you need help?"
Facing the patriot's question, Qi Yan lowered his head slightly and fell silent.
The patriot did not rush and waited patiently for Qi Yan to make a decision.
The room was silent for a moment, and finally Qi Yan raised his head again and asked:
"Old man, when I forced you to change your will to die and made you come to Rhodes Island, did you ever mind or hate my behavior?"
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