The phone on the table lit up.
While she was away, there was one missed call from Song Qingxu and three missed calls from Grandma Jin.
Chen Jiaxian ignored Song Qingxu's call, her excited expression froze.
Why did Grandma Jin call?
Did something happen to Uncle Jiang and Uncle Sun?
The intercom phone rang and Chen Jiaxian answered. Guan Xi's voice rang from the phone:
"Go out with me and visit patients in the hospital."
She hung up hastily.
…
Chen Jiaxian opened and closed Xi's car, while Guan Xi sat in the passenger seat and answered the phone.
According to the process agreed upon in the previous meeting, Zhou Ye bought nutritional supplements and took people to the hospital to check on the conditions of Uncle Jiang, a fried rice noodle, and Uncle Sun, a copper-maker. Of course, the purpose is not just as simple as visiting the patient - it is also to test the patient's tone and understand the other party's psychological expectations for compensation.
Isn't it just extortion of money?
Zhou Ye had talked about too many demolitions, and that was what he believed.
Although Zhuoxiu did nothing wrong, some compensation must be given out of humanitarian spirit. As long as the other party's psychological value is found out, Jiang Bo's fall, Sun Bo's fright and renovation authorization can all be solved in one place.
Zhou Ye thought very well, but——
Yu Ben's voice came from the Bluetooth speaker: "Zhou Ye was driven away and all the nutrients were thrown away."
The rain has stopped, and the sun shines brightly in front of the road. Guan Xi put down the light shield: "Zhou Ye is a senior demolition manager, how could he anger the other party again and again? How did he talk about it?"
Yu Ben briefly told what happened, and the two of them started discussing it back and forth.
The hospital in Xiguan has been working on smart triage recently. Gray-haired elderly people are standing in front of the consultation desk, asking how to use their mobile phones to complete reports. There is also a long queue of elderly people at the manual payment window in the lobby.
Young people are rarely seen in hospitals.
Zhou Ye's assistant waved: "This way."
The assistant had a cold recently and his voice was a little hoarse. Anyway, he came to the hospital and took a look. While greeting Guan Xi, he took out his consultation form, scanned the QR code to pay on WeChat, and the payment was successful in less than 15 seconds.
He struggled to pass through the elderly people blocking the consultation desk: "Hospitals are really convenient and fast now. From triage to payment, everything can be done on a mobile phone."
The old people who were blocked in front of the consultation desk were arguing and explaining. The nurse was so tired that her eyesight was dull, but the number of consultations did not decrease for ten minutes.
The discussion between Guan Xi and Yu Ben came to an end. Chen Jiaxian looked at the old man in front of her and asked cautiously: "Why are you all so worried about money?"
Guan Xi was startled.
This question seems a bit childish. Old reform is a business, conflicts are also a business, not for compensation, but for——
wrong.
Guan Xi woke up instantly.
All her and Yu Ben's ideas were based on Zhou Ye's narrative. Zhou Ye is indeed experienced in demolition, but this also limits his way of thinking.
Chen Jiaxian said: "The situation is different. The aborigines in Changlefang are basically elderly people. I feel that their need for money... is not the first priority."
Yu Ben also arrived, striding towards Guan Xi. In front of Yu Ben, Guan Xi said: "Chen Jiaxian, what do you think is the root cause of Zhou Ye's collapse?"
Yu Ben looked at Chen Jiaxian.
Chen Jiaxian knew that this was an opportunity given to her by Guan Xi. She felt the big boss's gaze, suppressed her beating heart, thought for a moment, and said seriously: "Care."
She pointed to the long queue of elderly people in front of her because they did not know how to scan the WeChat code to pay: "They need care. Because the development of the times has ignored them. In our era, there is a lack of adequate facilities for the elderly."
…
How can people ensure that they will not be abandoned by the times?
The three of them were standing in the outpatient hall, surrounded by a chaotic flow of people. Chen Jiaxian's voice was not very loud, but it reached the ears of the other two people clearly.
Yu Ben's eyes fell on Chen Jiaxian, as if they were real.
Chen Jiaxian looked at Guan Xi, and Guan Xi gave her an affirmative look. So Chen Jiaxian felt relieved, took courage, and continued: "I heard what happened. Whether it was the previous negotiations on the old reform, the care for the two elderly people, Uncle Jiang and Uncle Sun, or the visit to the doctor just now, I I didn’t feel Zhuoxiu Group’s care for the elderly at all. I only heard about money.”
Chen Jiaxian endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Aren't we in the cultural industry? Shouldn't our culture care about people?"
Yu Ben looked at Chen Jiaxian's young face and couldn't say a word.
Young people of Generation Z tend to pay more attention to social public issues and are more idealistic. Her forthrightness seemed to slap Yu Ben in the face.
Guan Xi asked for Yu Ben: "Isn't money important?"
Chen Jiaxian said honestly: "Important, but also arrogant."
…
arrogant.
Chen Jiaxian was in a daze.
The arrogance of the elite, the arrogance of the rich, the arrogance of big companies, the arrogance of class, and the arrogance brought about by an unconscious overlooking perspective.
I finally said it.
…
There was no expression on Yu Ben's face.
Guan Xi asked again for Yu Ben: "If it were you, what would you do?"
Chen Jiaxian felt Yu Ben's eyes on her again.
"Listen," she said decisively, "Listen to the real needs of the neighbors and put yourself in their shoes. Care."
Guan Xi continued to ask: "For example?"
Chen Jiaxian said without hesitation: "The root cause of Jiang Bo's fall was the old drainage system, so we promise to renovate the drainage system. Uncle Sun is a hand-made copper craftsman, and his wish is to carry forward China's copper-making. We can Invite Sun Bo’s works to be placed in the newly opened cultural and creative store, and we will make an appointment based on the proportion of the share. Grandma Jin is a lady from Xiguan. She has lived in Xiguan all her life and has feelings for this place. Our model street design plan must be shown to her. , seek her opinion and let her make the decision about where she lives.”
Chen Jiaxian finally said: "I think this is the renovation of the old city and the renovation of the homes of the indigenous people. How can we exclude them? We are not building a new development. Zhuoxiu needs to understand what kind of home the indigenous people want. Mr. Yu, this is Their home, we want to give it back to them.”
Return homes to residents.
Is this an accusation against the big boss?
Yu Ben still had no expression, and Chen Jiaxian was a little uneasy. Guan Xi pushed her, and she urged: "Mr. Yu, I've thought of these points for the moment. What do you think?"
Yu Ben nodded slightly, turned and left.
Guan Xi gave Chen Jiaxian a wink, and Chen Jiaxian immediately caught up: "Then, where are we going now?"
"Go and redo the negotiation plan." Yu Ben said hurriedly, "Your name is Chen, Chen..."
"Chen Jiaxian." Guan Xi said immediately.
"Chen Jiaxian." Yu Ben turned back and pointed at Chen Jiaxian, "You will take the lead in this negotiation."
…
I'll take the lead.
This sentence seems to have magic. Chen Jiaxian thought. I'm just an intern, I don't even have project experience, but...
Chen Jiaxian asked herself, she wanted this opportunity.
"Okay." Chen Jiaxian said.
…
How to take the lead in negotiating a plan?
Chen Jiaxian had never done it before, so she briefly wrote down the idea she just proposed according to Guan Xi's request.
There are mooncake posters on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Starbucks next to the hospital, and there is a table of young people chatting while holding bunny lanterns. There are reminders of the approaching Mid-Autumn Festival and family reunion everywhere.
Chen Jiaxian turned the laptop around and faced Guan Xi: "I've finished writing."
Guan Xi read on carefully.
Chen Jiaxian took advantage of this gap and looked at her mobile phone. Except for her work WeChat message confirming the Mid-Autumn Festival cultural and creative gifts from the cooperation partner, she received no new messages.
Chen Jiaxian once again clicked on Chen's mother's dialog box and closed it again. Her mother didn't send her a word.
Chen Jiaxian turned her phone upside down on the table.
Guan Xi pointed to the negotiators in the plan and asked: "The boss of Chen Ji Tang Shui..."
Chen Jiaxian said flatly: "My father."
Guan Xi thought about it for a moment before asking: "We bump into each other in the ward later. After all, it's a negotiation... Will it affect your relationship with your family?"
Family relationships.
Chen Jiaxian couldn't imagine how her relationship with her family could get worse.
"No." She twitched her lips.
Guan Xi was silent for a few seconds, then hesitantly reached out and patted Chen Jiaxian's shoulder awkwardly as comfort: "Do it well."
