Siheyuan: Since 51

Jia Zhang fluttered her arms and legs and was about to start scolding again.

Yi Zhonghai glared at him hastily and spoke first: "Everyone, listen to me, let's not talk about the reason why Dongxu was beaten, let's talk about how to deal with this matter first."

As he spoke, he looked around at everyone and sighed again.

"Every family is bound to encounter problems. When there are difficulties, it is only right for everyone to lend a hand. I suggest that we organize a donation to help the Jia family overcome the difficulties."

Before anyone else even opened their mouth, Yan Bugui became unhappy.

"Lao Yi, you..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yi Zhonghai waved his hand and said, "Old Yan, as the third uncle, you can't back down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Fugui asked, "Old Yi, no, he is an uncle, are you going to force donations?"

Yi Zhonghai didn't dare to answer and quickly denied it.

"That's impossible. Unity and friendship are what our hospital pursues. It all depends on the individual's willingness. Today, the Jia family is in trouble, and we lend a hand. If someone else is in trouble in the future, they will not ignore it."

Xu Fugui sneered immediately.

"Forget it, I don't dare to ask the Jia family for help. Since it's voluntary, I don't want to do it."

Not to mention that people are selfish, just this kind of thing is a bit too much to ask, and when someone takes the lead, others will immediately follow.

Aunt Wang from the East Cross Courtyard glared and said, "I don't like it either."

He Daqing's expressionless face trembled, and he waved his hand and said, "Forget about my family!"

……

Lin Zhiyuan did not approve of this approach, but did not speak in a hurry.

In the end, several households in the east and west courtyards wanted to curry favor with Yi Zhonghai and paid 18,000 yuan.

As the managers, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui could not back down and contributed 50,000 and 20,000 respectively.

Led by Lin Zhiyuan, several other companies did not participate.

Jia Zhang wanted to shout more, but was stopped by Yi Zhonghai.

The first donation did not meet expectations, but it was not a complete failure. The total amount was just over 200,000 yuan, of which Yi Zhonghai contributed the most, at 100,000 yuan.

After the meeting, Yi Zhonghai sat at home and keenly sensed a way to increase his voice in the hospital.

After further thought, I felt that I could do better, so I started to review.

Scenes flashed through my mind one by one.

Although Jia Zhang's unreasonable behavior caused more trouble, it was acceptable as it muddied the waters a bit.

The problem lies with Old Yan. If he could respond positively...

Thinking of this, a hint of pride appeared on Yi Zhonghai's lips.

Stand up and walk out.

Seeing this, the aunt who was cooking couldn't help but ask, "Lao Yi, where are you going? The meal will be ready soon."

"I'll be back soon." Yi Zhonghai replied casually, then went out and headed straight for the Jia family.

Looking at Yi Zhonghai's back, Yi Mingxin raised his eyebrows and walked towards the kitchen, "Mom, let me help you."

Jia family.

Jia Dongxu was lying on the bed, groaning non-stop.

Jia Zhang licked her saliva, grabbed a handful of banknotes and counted them carefully.

Luo Yuying was in the kitchen, busy cooking.

After Yi Zhonghai entered the room, he didn't exchange pleasantries and went straight to the point, "Sister-in-law, the Yan family donated 20,000 yuan, right?"

Jia Zhang paused and snorted, "That's right, Old Liu donated 50,000 yuan. Old Yan is such a poor guy, he will be in trouble sooner or later."

Yi Zhonghai was too lazy to correct this perception and directly stated his purpose, "Tomorrow, ask Yuying to quietly return it to his third aunt."

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhang's triangular eyes widened.

"Are you kidding? The money is mine if it's donated to my family. Why should I give it back to him?"

"you……"

Yi Zhonghai was furious. He paused and said kindly, "Give it back to him. If it happens again, he will side with me. If there is a problem in the future, he will not hesitate like today."

Finally, he emphasized his tone and reminded: "You need to think clearly, who has the most family affairs?"

Jia Zhang stuffed a stack of money into her pocket.

"Impossible. If you want his support, go and give it to him. But if you want to take money from me, there's no way!"

"You...are simply unreasonable."

After returning empty-handed, Yi Zhonghai rushed out of the door, unwilling to give up and prepared to pay out of his own pocket.

Yan family.

Yan Bugui sat at the table with a sad face.

Yi Zhonghai entered the room and jokingly asked, "Old Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Bugui raised his eyes and asked, "What happened? How could you not know?"

"It's okay, my salary is not high, and I'm just thinking about how to get by this month!"

Yi Zhonghai took out two 10,000 yuan bills, slapped them on the table, and said with a smile: "I know you are living a tight life, here is your 20,000 yuan."

After regaining what he had lost, Yan Bugui's eyes lit up. "Really?"

Yi Zhonghai nodded and said meaningfully: "You are the third uncle in the hospital. No matter what happens, you can't lose face. I will take care of everything."

Yan Bugui's heart moved and he understood immediately.

Isn't this what corrupt officials in the Republic of China did?

The gentry's money was returned in full, and the common people's money was divided 70% and 30% respectively.

"Lao Yi, you..."

Just as I was about to sigh, something else occurred to me, "Where is my profit share?"

Yi Zhonghai frowned, "What profit sharing?"

"You took the trouble to organize donations, aren't you thinking...?"

As he said this, Yan Bugui realized that Yi Zhonghai’s salary was high, but it wasn’t that bad. Could it be that he really felt sorry for me?

"Nothing, I was the only one who paid it back, and the rest of the money went into the Jia family's pocket?"

Yi Zhonghai pretended to be polite and said, "Well, the Jia family is indeed in trouble. I will give it to you."

Yan Bugui pretended to be polite and pushed forward the two ten-thousand-yuan bills on the table.

"This... Lao Yi, is it inappropriate for me to hold it?"

Glancing at it, Yi Zhonghai could not help but smile when he saw Yan Bugui's fingers firmly holding the money. "Okay, that's it. I'm going home to eat."

Yi Zhonghai left Yan's house. Wu Xia had just walked out of the east wing and couldn't help but take another look at him.

Small courtyard, dinner.

While eating and chatting, the topic naturally revolves around today's full-institute meeting.

As they chatted, Wu Xia casually mentioned, "When I came here just now, I saw Yi Zhonghai coming out of the Yan family."

Lin Zhiyuan paused, thinking of a movie, and immediately said with a smile: "Let me tell you a story..."

After Lin Zhiyuan finished speaking, Qin Huairu frowned slightly, "Brother Zhiyuan, are you saying that they are cheating?"

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled and said, "I don't know, I hope not."

Wu Xia stopped using her chopsticks and looked stern. "If that's the case, I'll report it to the higher-ups and have the subdistrict offices investigate these uncles in charge."

Chu Xiaoying echoed, "That's right, this is oppression."

Lin Zhiyuan was not sure either, so he waved his hand and said, "You guys, I just remembered a story and told it to you for your entertainment. It probably won't cost tens of thousands of dollars."

Wu Xia nodded thoughtfully, "That's true. Who would do such a thing for 10,000 or 20,000 yuan?"

After meal.

Wu Xia came to the inner room, holding little Shufan, and played with the puzzle made by Lin Zhiyuan.

The others didn't stay long either. After chatting for a while, they went back home.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Xiao Shufan began to feel sleepy, and Wu Xia came out from the inner room.

"Zhiyuan, come with me to the east wing. I have something to tell you."