The residual temperature is over

With an idea, the next step is of course to implement the idea.

On the second day, when he landed from the plane, Yu Shiye didn't go home to rest, but went directly to the company, held a meeting with the entire rental department, and passed on the new thinking and direction to the people below.

There is no need to do more. As a helmsman, what he has to do is to determine the direction and control the direction. As for the more detailed steps, the people under him will naturally handle the implementation.

In fact, as soon as the meeting was over, the bald manager in the department went back and told the situation, and the front-line employees used their brains to calculate the advantages of this product compared with market products:

"The current price is slightly higher than the market price."

"We have professional elderly care products, which have great advantages in real-time detection of the elderly's body and prevention of slipping and falling of the elderly."

"The medical examination package provided with the check-in is also an advantage."

"Will someone really come to live in this way?" In the office, a rather young employee asked a question, "Since you are coming from another place to see your children, why don't you live in your children's home, and spend a lot of money to live in the same community?" Rent a house?"

These words attracted the collective attention of the older employees in the department, among which the bald manager was the one with the most intense gaze.

Just staring at the young man who was speaking for a while, until he saw the young man as a shivering quail shrinking in place, the bald manager just smiled "hehe", raised his hand to touch his clean and shiny Mediterranean Sea, and drifted away. gone.

As soon as the boss left, the office suddenly became active.

The old man next to the young man said, "You're not married, are you?"

Young man: "I'm only 23, you cared too early..."

"Who cares about you?" The old man's head hurts, "Have you seen our manager's Mediterranean Sea?"

Young man: "Look, I saw it."

Old Senior: "Being bald by my wife and mother at home."

Young man: "..."

The old senior patted the younger generation on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Family relationships are good, of course there are, but in the UC shock department, there are also those who kill their wives, husbands, parents, and children. With such a large population and such wide needs, we only Houses are rented to people who need them, understand?"

***

When the boss said a word, the subordinates broke their legs. The employees in the office were busy, and Yu Shiye was not idle when he got home. He discussed a brand new issue with Wen Bieyu.

Wen Bieyu looked at the document in hand: "Critical illness insurance plan?"

Yu Shiye nodded: "I took some time in the afternoon to chat with the boss of the insurance company, and when I mentioned this insurance plan, he readily agreed. Anyway, the insurance is already there, but it's just an extra channel. Said, benefit but not cost. When someone moves in later, this insurance can be presented as a gift.”

Wen Bieyu was slightly suspicious: "I'm starting to worry about your company now. Is the money you make really enough to burn? How do you look at it and lose money..."

Yu Shiye: "Do you think I'm purely doing charity?"

Wen Bieyu quickly stated: "I'm not objecting to—"

Yu Shiye raised the corners of his mouth: "As soon as you hear about retirement apartments, then medical examinations, and then insurance, do you immediately think of all kinds of serious and minor illnesses of the elderly?"

This is exactly what Wen Bieyu thought.

Yu Shiye: "But it's just a kind of integration of resources. Medical examination fees and insurance fees are all sold at once, and they are all added to the rent. Now the rental price is just a promotional price, not the final rental price. This kind of Once the brand or concept of elderly care leasing is established, it will have the opportunity to re-price. Because this is no longer a simple rental house, but a brand new product..."

"The original origin of this concept may be related to charity, but what I want to do is definitely not charity." Yu Shiye told Wen Bieyu clearly, "There are only a few people who do charity, but everyone will rush to do profitable business."

Wen Bieyu listened to Yu Shiye's words.

Whenever Yu Shiye said these things, he always listened quietly. He liked to see Yu Shiye holding Zhizhu in his hands, and he was in high spirits. It would make him want to—

Yu Shiye kissed Wen Bieyu's lips, bit them lightly, and gently sucked them in. When the other person's breathing suddenly became heavier, he retreated a bit maliciously, and told Wen Bieyu: "Don't just think about it, don't practice."

Wen Bieyu licked the corner of his mouth, stepped on the tip of the tail of the person who was speaking, humbly corrected, took the initiative to attack, and stepped on it in one breath.

Just as the atmosphere was warm, an abrupt bell rang. It was Wen Bieyu's cell phone on the table.Wen Bieyu was in a hurry to kiss, and ignored the phone, which rang lonely and piercingly for a while, but it was Yu Shiye who pushed him and reminded: "Call."

"Is my attraction not as good as a phone call?" Wen Bieyu was a little dissatisfied.

Yu Shiye let out a long sigh, hugged Wen Bieyu in one hand, and fumbled for the mobile phone on the table with the other. He also had a hard time: "I was worried that the good night would be short, so I asked you to solve the matter quickly..."

After fumbling for a long time, the phone was finally in front of him. Yu Shiye glanced at the screen and was stunned for a while.

"Your mother's phone number."

"Ok?"

"your mom."

At this moment, both of them were awake. Wen Bieyu took the phone from Yu Shiye, glanced at the screen, picked it up, and then said "Hello". The loud crying came from the receiver, so clear that Yu Shiye can be heard.

The two looked at each other.

For a moment, Wen Bieyu hesitated and said, "...Mom?"

Mother Wen was choked with tears, and her voice was intermittent: "Xiaoyu...I'm in the hospital now...Your dad had a fight with me just now, don't care about me...Leave me here alone...Come here, come here... ..."

The person on the phone was crying hard, but the person who answered was calm.

Wen Bieyu said, "What happened, Mom, please tell me first."

"Your father—"

"It's not my father," Wen Bieyu interrupted. "It's you. Why are you in the hospital? What's the problem? What's the situation now?"

Yu Shiye was next to him.

The voice on the other end of the phone was very loud, and Wen Bieyu had no intention of avoiding Yu Shiye. He listened patiently for a while, and blocked Wen's mother's excited crying and all kinds of cursing at Wen's father, and waited for Wen Bieyu to finish speaking. Hang up the phone and basically figure things out.

Because of this, both of them seemed a little hesitant.

Yu Shiye: "When your mother was carrying things, because she had no hands, she kicked the bathroom door with her foot, but she kicked too hard and broke the glass door of the bathroom, and her Achilles tendon was also cut by the broken glass?"

Wen Bieyu: "Yes."

Yu Shiye: "Just a kick?"

Wen Bieyu: "...Yes."

Rationally, Yu Shiye sympathizes with Wen Bieyu's mother, and also thinks that Wen Bieyu's father left his injured wife in the hospital, and his behavior of leaving is very wrong, but the root cause of the current incident...

Yu Shiye wanted to laugh, but he was too embarrassed to laugh. He had to bear it very hard, and had to turn his face to Wen Bieyu, lest he couldn't hold back. In the end, Wen Bieyu couldn't hold back his smile:

"...It's really kind of funny."

Yu Shiye coughed and laughed, stopped, and asked about business: "Now that the operation is over, how is the situation, and when will I be discharged from the hospital?"

Wen Bieyu: "It is said that the operation went well. I will stay in the hospital for two weeks, and then I will be discharged from the hospital and stay at home for three months. I will basically recover."

Yu Shiye didn't continue after asking here, and Wen Bieyu also remained silent.

He looked sideways out of the window, and the square window framed a dark tunnel, dark, deep and long, with no end in sight, much like a difficult journey in life that would appear without knowing when it would end, let alone when it would end ?

"...She wants me to go to bed with her."

Wen Bieyu opened his mouth, with a hint of mockery in his words.

"It's time to think of me."

"Are you planning to go?" Yu Shiye asked.

"Go and have a look tomorrow." Wen Bieyu said.

Just as his parents came to take a look when he got married, and when his parents were hospitalized, he also went to take a look.

Yu Shiye nodded: "I'll accompany you there tomorrow."

"It's not a big deal, I can go alone, you are busy with work..."

As soon as Yu Shiye raised his hand, he flicked directly on the other person's forehead, killing the person's words, and then clasped the back of the person's head with his backhand, and landed a soft and comforting kiss on the place where he flicked just now.

"What does the family talk about? No matter how busy you are at work, you can't spare the time to accompany you?"

***

Wen Bieyu's parents are not in Shanghai, but they are not far from Shanghai and can be reached in two hours by car.

They went out early in the morning, and when they arrived at the gate of the hospital, it was exactly ten o'clock in the morning.

Crowds came in and out of the imposing gate, looking at the towering building, Yu Shiye hesitated a little, and immediately fell behind Wen Bieyu by half a body.

Wen Bieyu turned around: "Xiaoye?"

Yu Shiye grabbed Wen Bieyu's palm, and smiled nonchalantly, "I'm thinking about what kind of posture I'm going to use to meet your mother later."

"What other posture can I use?" Wen Bieyu also laughed, shook Yu Shiye's hand instead, raised it, and shook it, "Of course I went to see him in this legal family posture."

Holding hands, the two reached the floor where Wen Bieyu's mother was.

Wen Bieyu's mother used to live in a bed in the corridor. After Yu Shiye found out about the incident yesterday, he made two phone calls and transferred her to a single ward. The nurses, and the haggard woman lying on the hospital bed, looked like staying in a hotel here.

"...Mom." Wen Bieyu called out, "Xiao Ye and I came to see you, how do you feel now?"

Mother Wen, who was lying on the bed, immediately became excited, and sat up with half of her body: "You are here! Xiaoyu, come here, sit down."

What Wen Bieyu wanted to ask was about his mother's physical condition.

But the first thing Wen's mother wanted to talk about was not her own body. She held Wen Bieyu's hand, and besides the pain, her expression was filled with resentment. The resentment was all directed at Wen Bieyu's father. Complaining, even forgetting Yu Shiye who was standing next to him: "Did you know that your father hasn't made a sound since last night, he won't answer the phone call, and the phone will be turned off when he calls again, do you think he is human—"

Things went back to yesterday's phone call. Mother Wen began to ramble on about Father Wen's faults, from the trivial life of eating, sleeping, and housework all the way to big things like seeing a doctor and buying a house.

It seems that everything in life can be complained about.

Yu Shiye received an apologetic look from Wen Bieyu, he twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled back, reckoning that the complaints in front of him would not end in a short time, he simply let go of his thoughts and diverted most of his attention When it comes to work, only one ear is left to listen to Wen Bieyu talking to his mother.

They talked about Wen Bieyu's father for a long time, mainly Wen Bieyu's mother was talking, after Wen Bieyu interrupted several times, finally the complaints stopped, and they could talk about something serious, Wen Bieyu Offer to find a nurse for mom.

"...What are you talking about, you want to find a nurse for me? Why do you need a nurse?"

"Take care of you, you stay in the hospital alone, you can't do things without help."

"What about you?"

"I want to work."

"Don't be kidding, I want a nurse, won't I hire it myself? What I need is not a nurse, Xiaoyu, what I need is you."

"Mom, I will come to see you when I have time on the weekend."

"Xiaoyu, I'm really scared here alone...you stay with me...don't go..."

"If you really want to see me, I can arrange for you to be transferred to Shanghai."

"I don't know Shanghai well, and you have to be busy with work. Just stay here with me for a few days, and stay with me for a few days when I get hurt. It won't delay you or anything."

Wen Bieyu was silent for a moment, took out his mobile phone, glanced at the schedule, and calculated his time.

"I can stay again tomorrow. There is a meeting that I have to attend the day after tomorrow. After the meeting..."

"Xiaoyu," mother Wen asked, "are you just like your father and don't want to stay with me?"

"I didn't think so."

"Then why don't you stay?"

Wen Bieyu has repeatedly emphasized the word "something" many times, but Wen's mother always seems to be unable to hear him. He was a little tired, so he asked the other party:

"...Mom, then when grandpa was sick, why didn't you take a little bit of time in half a month or a month to go back and see him?"

Wen Bieyu asked softly.

"You were not free back then, how can you be sure that I am free now?"

Hearing this sentence, Yu Shiye, who was out of his mind, quickly restrained himself.

He went to see Wen Bieyu first, and saw that the person sitting on the sofa clasped their hands together in a calm manner, with a three-pointed indifference.

"you……"

Yu Shiye turned to Mother Wen again, and saw that Mother Wen's lips were trembling, and then the trembling spread all over her body, her face was pale, and at this moment, she screamed loudly:

"How can you say such a thing, I am your mother, I gave birth to you! You treat me like this because you want me to go to—"

"Mrs. Wen!"

Yu Shiye immediately stopped drinking to stop Mother Wen's remaining words.

He took a step forward, standing between Wen Bieyu and his mother, and said to Wen Bieyu, "Bieyu, I want a cup of coffee, can you bring me one?"

Wen Bieyu looked at Yu Shiye in doubt.

Yu Shiye persuaded him in a harmonious voice: "Let me chat with your mother alone for a while."

Wen Bieyu frowned, not agreeing very much, but the person who spoke was Yu Shiye, he closed his eyes, and stood up: "I'll come as soon as I go."

Yu Shiye: "I'll wait for you."

He sent the person to the door, stood at the door, watched the person walk to the elevator, and looked back at himself. He smiled at the person from afar and waved his hand again, which was considered to comfort the person into the elevator.

He closed the door, sat where Wen Bieyu had been sitting just now, and looked at Wen's mother.

"Ma'am, have you forgotten our agreement nine years ago? We made an appointment..."

Yu Shiye's tone was cold.

"Never tell Bie Yu the truth about his grandfather's death."