Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 327...it has a hint of married life about it?
"Life is so tiring. I haven't received my salary yet, and I broke my leg while moving goods. The landlord is pressing for rent, my child is in college and needs living expenses, and my parents are over seventy years old. I dare not tell them anything. I have been working in Shanghai for almost ten years, and this year is the most desperate year. Men in their forties and fifties suddenly become sentimental late at night and can't take it anymore."

This comment under the video at Beicheng Hotel received over 20,000 likes.

After the free New Year's Eve dinner last year, the comment section of Beicheng Hotel became a place of spiritual sustenance for many working people.

They share their difficulties and feelings here, and many netizens like and comment to encourage them.

It's very heartwarming.

The branches of Beicheng Hotel in several cities would privately select some reviews, contact the owners, treat them to a meal, and offer them a warm welcome.

These people are not people who have lost their ability to live, nor are they a special group that needs care. They are just too weak in their ability to cope with risks. When they occasionally encounter a hurdle, it is difficult for them to overcome it.

Sometimes, an emotional breakdown can happen in an instant.

What they need most is a pair of warm hands to support their backs, to gently push them when they are at their most vulnerable, and to help them get through this hurdle.

Jiang Beicheng was deeply moved after reading the comments; they were all words of encouragement for the middle-aged man.

He tagged Zhu Wei, the executive chef of the Shanghai branch, in the comments: "Mr. Zhu, please look into the actual situation, help this guy pay a month's rent, and hire a lawyer to help him with his workers' compensation."

A few minutes later, Zhu Wei replied to Jiang Beicheng: "I'll take care of it right away, Mr. Jiang."

The comments section instantly erupted in outrage.

"The North City Hotel has started practicing medicine again."

"Waaaaah, I'm so touched! Is General Jiang the reincarnation of Ji Gong?"

"【Thumbs up】【Thumbs up】Although I can't afford it, it doesn't stop me from being a fan of Beicheng Restaurant."

"How can there be such a kind person?"

"Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime. Beicheng Restaurant does just that."

"The merits are almost overflowing."

"..."

Jiang Beichen glanced at the comments and smiled. In the words of the netizens, this was another good deed.

I exited Douyin and continued having lunch with Shen Jun.

After finishing our meal, we sat in the tea room for a while.

In the afternoon, I received a call from Li Mao, the owner of the Great Wall Premium Products Club, who said that he had received two new products and invited me to come and taste them.

We went straight to Jiangbei City.

I assumed he was referring to cigars when he said "new goods".

When I arrived, I learned that Mr. Li had hired two hot and pretty eggplant waitresses.

Such positions exist in various industries now.

For example, "sommelier," but the requirements for sommelier are quite high, and the title has a certain value.

However, the "eggplant server" is purely a marketing gimmick, focusing on emotional value and aesthetic appeal.

If you learn how to cut cigars and memorize the Baidu Encyclopedia entries for various types of cigars, you'll be more than qualified for the job.

Of course, the basic requirement is that you must be good-looking.

Jiang Beicheng entered the Great Wall Premium Club, where two waitresses dressed as maids greeted him with smiles and enthusiasm.

He called him "General Manager Jiang" very sweetly.

Jiang Beicheng pointed at Li Mao, shook his head, and laughed, "I really thought you brought back some new stuff, but it turns out to be this."

"Hahaha, now our industry is all rife with this stuff. These are standard features in private clubs. I can't not do it, Mr. Jiang." Li Mao helped Jiang Beicheng upstairs to enjoy some eggplants.

Two maids followed.

Long legs in black stockings are eye-catching.

The sound of high heels clicking on the ground was crisp and pleasant.

As soon as Jiang Beichen sat down on the sofa, the maid knelt down, opened the cigar box on the coffee table, and took out a Cohiba. "Mr. Jiang, should I cut it straight or V-cut?"

“Pingkou!” Jiang Beicheng replied with a smile.

The maid put on gloves, cut Jiang Beicheng's hair, and handed it to him with her delicate hands.

"Hey, wake up," Jiang Beicheng said.

Li Mao laughed and said, "President Jiang is a seasoned player, how dare you say that to me?"

The maid rubbed her cigar around her black stockings a few times.

The black silk cigar has no other significance; it's all about creating a romantic atmosphere and evoking emotional value.

"Mr. Jiang, would you like me to test the suction resistance for you?" the maid asked.

The test draw is to take a quick puff before lighting the eggplant to check if the core is clear.

Jiang Beicheng asked Li Mao, "Is the recruitment process strict?"

Li Mao instantly understood what Jiangbei City meant.

Are there any medical examination requirements when recruiting them?

To avoid any infectious diseases being transmitted to customers.

“It’s very strict. I personally took the blood to the hospital to be drawn,” Li Mao said. “I have to be responsible to my customers.”

Jiang Beicheng smiled and nodded at the maid.

The maid brought the cigar to her red lips, took a gentle puff, and said, "Mr. Jiang, it's clear."

Jiang Beicheng took it, and the maid came over, knelt down, and lit the fire for him.

"Your cosplay as a cigar waiter might become a hit, really. I've never seen it in any of the major clubs in Jiangnan City," Jiang Beicheng said, puffing on his cigar.

"That's why I invited you here today—to get some advice," Li Mao said with a smile.

Jiang Beicheng patted the sofa next to him, and the cigarette server sat down next to him and flicked the ash off her cigarette.

Of course, its main function is to act as a support.

Provide a place for guests to rest their hands or bodies.

“Sure, I personally think it’s good. You can try it out first,” Jiang Beicheng said, expressing his true feelings.

Their emotional needs were met.

"Okay, if it gets your approval, Mr. Jiang, it can't be too bad," Li Mao said excitedly.

Jiang Beicheng glanced at the cigars on the coffee table.

Li Mao patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "It's on me today."

Jiang Beicheng added, "The service fee also needs to be paid to the young lady."

"Since Mr. Jiang has spoken, how can I refuse?" Li Mao said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang," the eggplant server sitting next to him said gratefully.

Li Mao went downstairs to do business, while Jiang Beicheng smoked a cigar and glanced at WeChat.

Zhu Wei replied to him, confirming that the man who left the message was telling the truth and that he was already making arrangements.

After replying to Zhu Wei's message, I opened the short video again.

The first video is from a marketing account that's praising the Beicheng Hotel.

The marketing account used its signature tone and voice: "Family members, who understands? There are truly people in this society willing to hold an umbrella for those suffering. Do you all remember the Beicheng Restaurant that provided free New Year's Eve dinner?"

A man was hospitalized with a broken bone. He hadn't been paid, his landlord was pressing for rent, and he needed money for his daughter's living expenses... He was overwhelmed and left a message on the account of Beicheng Hotel.

They were all encouraging words to him.

The owner of Beicheng Hotel also stepped forward, directly arranging for the manager of the Shanghai branch to pay a month's rent for him and also helping him hire a lawyer to seek workers' compensation.

Waaaaaah, there really are such kind bosses in the world! I'm so upset I could cry.

After watching the video, Jiang Beicheng glanced at the comments section, which were full of heartwarming positive reviews.

Although marketing accounts sometimes fabricate stories that are annoying, they still bring positive energy when reporting on these heartwarming events.

Beicheng Hotel has once again become a topic of discussion among netizens.

This is definitely not a marketing ploy.

But the highest level of marketing is often your sincerity.

Netizens and the general public can feel your sincerity.

Jiang Beicheng watched several videos, all reporting on this incident.

He gained another title: "Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance".

A smile appeared on his face.

After checking my phone, I took a nap here in the afternoon, and then enjoyed Li Mao's cooking for dinner.

I also called over a few of my old buddies, who like the dishes that Mr. Li cooks.

I didn't drink tonight.

After finishing his meal and digesting for a while, Jiang Beicheng went home, changed his clothes, and went for a night run.

There are many people jogging at night along Park Avenue.

Jiangbei City has integrated into the community and regained its rhythm.

After running two laps, a distance of five or six kilometers, Jiangbei Cheng gradually slowed down and stopped to take a walk.

Liu Yifei suddenly called him.

"Beibei, what are you doing?"

"Miss you!"

"Greasy, hahaha." Liu Yifei laughed heartily on the phone, and after laughing, she said, "I have something to tell you, so you should be mentally prepared."

Jiang Beicheng: "Are you going to let me choose a name?"

Liu Yifei: "No! Beibei, unfortunately, it didn't work."

I went to the hospital for a blood test this afternoon, and I'm not pregnant.

It has been more than ten days since the two last had sexual intercourse, and a blood test can accurately detect it.

It's clear that Liu Yifei takes this matter very seriously.

There was also some regret in his words.

Jiang Beicheng coaxed, "This is just what you need to do to prepare for pregnancy scientifically."

I'm going for a run to exercise right now.

Liu Yifei: "Really?"

She felt that Jiang Beicheng was trying to comfort her and cheer her up.

Jiang Beicheng hung up the phone and immediately sent her a video call.

Seeing Jiang Beicheng covered in sweat and his clothes soaked through, Liu Yifei said, "I'll give you a kiss. Good luck, Beibei."

I can't just lie around anymore. Starting tomorrow, I need to be disciplined for the sake of our healthy baby.

Jiang Beicheng joked, "I feel like it's starting to smell like married life."

Liu Yifei also covered her mouth and laughed.

She didn't feel that way if Jiang Beicheng didn't mention it.

Thinking back on what I just said, it really does have that flavor.

The two were in sync, working towards a common goal.

"I'm going to do yoga. Be careful while you're running outside," Liu Yifei said.

"I'm coming to Beijing on a business trip in a few days. Will you be there?" Jiang Beicheng asked.

"It's not certain yet. If the production team urges me, I might have to join the crew. I'll try to make time to spend with you," Liu Yifei said.

"It's alright, there are other people to keep you company even if you're not here," Jiang Beichen joked.

Liu Yifei gestured with her fists at the camera twice, saying, "You know what I mean?"

Jiang Beicheng laughed and said, "I don't understand."

"Bye-bye." Liu Yifei smiled, waved, and hung up the phone.

Jiang Beicheng smiled. It's good that she's not pregnant; he still finds the "Fairy Sister" quite intriguing.

It perfectly satisfies my needs.

And you don't even need to wear one.

I took a walk and then went home to take a shower.

She came out wearing her pajamas.

Shen Jun had just taken a shower and dried her hair, and was wearing a slip dress.

Jiang Beichen playfully tugged at Aunt Shen's collar.

It can be seen through at a glance from top to bottom.

Shen Jun didn't take it seriously, saying, "It's just the two of us at home now."

"Is Aunt Shen hinting at something to me?"

Shen Jun smiled, raised his hand and nudged Jiang Beicheng's head, then went to make tea.

It was time for the two of them to chat late into the night again.

Jiang Beicheng really enjoyed chatting with Aunt Shen. She was the kind of woman with experiences and stories, while he himself liked to act profound and mature, so they had a lot to talk about.

However, the conversation eventually went off-topic.

It's not a matter of whether or not they get tired of each other; it's that when men and women are together, they always like to talk about sex.

It feels good to just vent your frustrations.

However, for Shen Jun, a mature woman, simply indulging in verbal gratification was not enough.

In her words, mature women are greedy; if they feel something, they'll chase after you.

Jiang Beicheng can be mischievous sometimes, deliberately refusing to give it to them.

Pull it a little, and bring the romantic atmosphere to its peak.

(End of this chapter)