Rebirth of Bloody Romance

At the crossroads of fate, Liu Shengli's heart was deeply touched by a warm current. This power came from a place he had never expected - the generous help of Zhong Yuemin and Song Xiangjun.

At this moment, Liu Shengli was deeply moved by Zhong Yuemin, and tears of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

"Hey! Thank you, Mr. Zhong and Director Song. I, Liu Shengli, will never forget this kindness. I will go and handle the formalities first. Don't worry, I will never go back on my word." His words were full of firmness and determination, as if he was making a vow for himself and his family's future.

Thinking back to his wife's increasingly serious condition, Liu Shengli felt mixed emotions. Facing the pressure of life, he had felt despair countless times, but at this moment, what Zhong Yuemin handed over was not only money, but also a heavy hope and warmth.

Seeing that Liu Shengli finally agreed, Song Xiangjun's face blossomed with a relieved smile, that smile was as beautiful as the most brilliant flower in spring. "Okay, Master Liu, we believe you. Then you go up, your sister-in-law will be worried if she can't see you."

Song Xiangjun's words were gentle and firm, like a spring breeze, making Liu Shengli's heart feel warm again.

"Teacher Zhong, Director Song, I'll see you off." Liu Shengli said as he turned around, wanting to express his final gratitude.

"Hurry up and go up! Why be polite to us?" Zhong Yuemin smiled and pushed Liu Shengli towards the stairs. His action was full of unquestionable encouragement and support.

Liu Shengli's slightly thin figure moved slowly, and as he stepped onto the stairs step by step, he gradually disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

At this time, Song Xiangjun turned her head lightly, staring at Zhong Yuemin with her beautiful eyes. Her delicate lips were slightly raised, outlining a playful smile.

"Zhong Yuemin, to be honest, I really didn't see it before. I didn't expect you to have such a powerful trick. You are really good at fooling people! Look how moved Liu Shengli is. Tears are flowing like beads from a broken string."

Hearing this, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but laugh. He waved his hand casually, and then responded seriously, "Oh, don't talk nonsense like that! I'm not kidding at all. I just want to help people sincerely. Don't we have to be sincere when we are human beings? Don't you agree?"

However, Song Xiangjun obviously didn't buy Zhong Yuemin's explanation. She rolled her eyes at Zhong Yuemin coquettishly, with a hint of anger and a little smile in her eyes, and her mouth corners slightly raised. She continued to tease, "Humph, just brag as much as you can! Not only is the monthly salary of 500 yuan, but there are also extra generous bonuses and various attractive benefits. With such generous conditions, I'm afraid that even if you search the entire capital, it's hard to find a few people who can resist such a huge temptation. You are so good, this move is simply a direct hit, and you have completely bought Liu Shengli's heart in one go!"

Zhong Yuemin leisurely fumbled for a cigarette from his pocket, lit it skillfully, and took a deep puff. In the smoke, he squinted his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and his posture revealed an innate unrestrained and uninhibited attitude, as if he didn't care about anything in the world.

However, if others see him like this, they might think he is being pretentious, hypocritical, or even arrogant.

But in Song Xiangjun's eyes, one saw something different - an indescribable depth and an irresistible charm.

Zhong Yuemin took another puff of his cigarette and then spoke slowly, "It's just 500 yuan, what's that? Money is something outside of our body. We can't bring it with us when we are born, and we can't take a penny with us when we die. As long as I can help you lighten your burden, I will do it even if it's 5000 yuan or so."

Hearing this, Song Xiangjun complained coquettishly, "Look at how you show off, as if you are the most capable person in the world!"

But in fact, it was as if a warm stream was flowing gently through Song Xiangjun's heart, instantly spreading a sweet and happy feeling that made her completely intoxicated, and her heart was as beautiful as a blooming flower.

In fact, Song Xiangjun knew very well that Zhong Yuemin's behavior was not to show off his abilities to others or to deliberately flaunt his wealth, but to interpret his sincere and deep love and meticulous care for her through practical actions.

This kind of emotion that comes from deep in the heart is obviously more real and credible than those sweet words, and can touch people's hearts more.

Just as Zhong Yuemin and Song Xiangjun were smiling at each other, immersed in the warm and slightly teasing atmosphere, suddenly, a crisp shout was like a stone thrown into the lake, instantly breaking the originally quiet and peaceful tranquility.

"Comrade, please don't smoke in the hospital!" The voice was as melodious and pleasant as the sound of a yellow oriole singing in a valley, mixed with the gentleness and tenderness unique to the Wu dialect, but at the same time, it also revealed a seriousness that could not be questioned or violated.

At this time, Zhong Yuemin lowered his head absentmindedly, just putting the cigarette close to his mouth and preparing to take another puff. However, this sudden scolding really scared him so much that his hand holding the lighter trembled involuntarily and almost burned himself.

Zhong Yuemin suddenly raised his head and was about to curse. His eyes met the person who spoke to stop him. He saw a woman in a white nurse's uniform standing in front of him. She had a pretty face, slightly frowned eyebrows, and bright eyes like stars. Her eyes seemed to contain the insight that could see through all the secret corners of people's hearts.

At this moment, the nurse was staring at Zhong Yuemin with a stern face, as if Zhong Yuemin had made a big mistake.

Zhong Yuemin stared with his eyes wide open, his gaze fixed firmly on the female nurse in front of him. Her round face was inlaid with a pair of thin curved eyebrows, like two crescent moons hanging in the night sky, which unexpectedly gave him a familiar feeling.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through Zhong Yuemin's mind, and a long-forgotten memory was instantly awakened. Oh, it turned out to be her! Wasn't this the nurse who was scolded for secretly smoking in the corridor when he sent his injured friend Li Kuiyong to this hospital for treatment last time?

Time flies, and now when they meet again, Zhong Yuemin is surprised to find that this nurse has changed so much in just a few years.

The once graceful and slender figure has disappeared without a trace, replaced by a rounder and plumper figure. Even her belly has begun to bulge slightly, like a small hill.

Looking at the completely different nurse in front of him, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Oh my, girl, how did you grow up like this? Time is really a ruthless butcher knife, turning the slim beauty of the past into this; at the same time, it is like a bag of super powerful pig feed, making you so plump and round!"

However, despite a hint of surprise and ridicule in his heart, Zhong Yuemin's slightly wrinkled brows instantly relaxed, as if a breeze was blowing across the calm lake, and he quickly adjusted his facial expression.

Zhong Yuemin raised his signature smile, nodded gently to the nurse, and said apologetically, "Oh, I'm so sorry, nurse. Look at my poor memory. I forgot it completely. I'll leave right away."

After hearing this, the nurse's tense face relaxed a little, but her bright eyes still stared at Zhong Yuemin, as if to confirm whether he would really leave. Finally, she still reminded him again, "Comrade, please pay attention to the relevant regulations of our hospital in the future, and don't smoke here again."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around, took light but firm steps, and continued to devote herself to her busy work, fulfilling her sacred duty.

Song Xiangjun, who was standing nearby, saw the whole scene and couldn't hold back her inner smile. She burst out laughing. She covered her mouth with her hand and said to Zhong Yuemin coquettishly, "Haha... I'm dying of laughter. Zhong Yuemin, you are so amazing! Even the nurses in the hospital are so familiar with you, and they have scolded you twice in a row." There was a bit of good-natured ridicule and a little bit of subtle mockery in her words.

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin shrugged helplessly, then put his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly towards the hospital gate, shaking his head and responding, "Alas, there's nothing I can do about it. Who told me to make such a big noise here last time, leaving people with an 'unforgettable' impression? But to be honest, this nurse has changed a lot! Look at her now, it really proves the old saying - time is unforgiving!"

Song Xiangjun walked quickly to Zhong Yuemin and asked in confusion, "What do you mean? Do you think this nurse has changed a lot? How?"

Zhong Yuemin looked into the distance, his eyes revealing a trace of emotion, and he said leisurely, "Time is a butcher's knife! It flattens mountains, wilts cucumbers, and withers chrysanthemums."

Song Xiangjun was confused and frowned, asking in confusion, "Yuemin, what do you mean by this? What do you mean by flattening the mountains and wilting the cucumbers? I don't understand."

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin raised a wicked smile and said, "Forget it. You should come to me to settle the score after what you have said. Let's not talk about this topic anymore."

When Song Xiangjun heard this, she became even more curious. She put her arms around Zhong Yuemin's arm and said coquettishly, "Hurry up and tell me. If you don't, I won't let you leave."

Zhong Yuemin looked around and made sure that no one was paying attention to them, then he leaned close to Song Xiangjun's ear and explained in a low voice, "The mountain peak refers to a woman's... The cucumber, of course, is... well, you know; as for the chrysanthemum, that is... Oh, don't pinch me!"

Song Xiangjun had just listened to half of what he said when her face turned red like an apple. She pushed Zhong Yuemin away and said angrily, "Bah! You rascal, I knew it wasn't a good thing. Just wait and see how I deal with you!"

After saying that, Song Xiangjun started running after Zhong Yuemin. The two of them chased each other and laughed, attracting the attention of passing patients and medical staff.

Zhong Yuemin laughed as he ran, and occasionally turned back to give Song Xiangjun a sly smile. "Haha... You can't blame me for this, you wanted to hear it yourself. Stop chasing me, can't I just surrender?"

Song Xiangjun was not willing to let him go, and she chased him while shouting, "Don't run away, wait and see how I deal with you, a big gangster!"

This little farce ended with Zhong Yuemin being "taught a lesson" by Song Xiangjun.

One morning three days later, the sun shone through the window onto the table in the Beihai courtyard, where Zhong Yuemin was sitting drinking tea, waiting for everyone to arrive.

After a while, Li Kuiyong, Gao Songshan, Li Hongmei, Zhang Li and others walked into the office one after another, each holding a so-called work plan in their hands.

Zhong Yuemin took the work plans they handed over and read through them one by one. He frowned and found that most of these plans were incoherent and empty, and most of them were just empty promises, promising to earn a certain amount of money within a year.

Li Kuiyong spoke first, and he made a confident boast, "Yuemin, don't worry, we can earn at least 1000 million next year." His tone was firm and proud, as if this goal was already within reach.

Then, Li Hongmei and Zhang Li also spoke, and they also vowed to make a profit of 500 million next year. Their eyes were shining with expectation and longing, as if they had seen the dawn of success.

In comparison, Gao Songshan's goal seems simple and practical. "Next year, the total number of hotels will be 30, making it a real chain."

Zhong Yuemin looked at the work plan in his hand and felt a little helpless. He knew that most of the goals and promises in these plans were difficult to achieve, but he did not blame them too much. He understood that it was good enough for these people to write these plans. At least they did not deal with him and did not find someone to write for him.

Zhong Yuemin nodded gently. "Okay, you've passed. Although the goals and promises in these plans are a bit exaggerated and unrealistic, I can see that you are thinking carefully about the future development of the company. Next, we have to work together to turn these plans into reality."

"However," Zhong Yuemin changed the subject. "Your plans all have some problems and need further improvement and adjustment. Remember, plans are not for boasting, but for being practical. What we want are tangible results, not illusory numbers."

Then, Zhong Yuemin pointed out the shortcomings of their plan one by one and gave specific suggestions for improvement. He emphasized that in order to formulate a feasible plan, it is necessary to have a deep understanding of the market, analyze competitors, identify their own strengths and weaknesses, and formulate corresponding strategies and goals.

After listening to it, everyone said they benefited a lot.