Opening an inn is a wonderful thing, but behind it lies many trivialities.
Huang De Han's inn is not small in scale, so he needs to hire employees. With 26 rooms, he needs to hire at least four room service attendants and three receptionists for the front desk, working in shifts 24 hours a day.
Just for the employees alone, he needs to hire seven of them. Assuming the lowest wage for an employee is 3,000 yuan per month, that amounts to 21,000 yuan for seven employees.
Although the inn he took over doesn't require renovations, Yi Bing wanted to redecorate it nicely, so she asked him for a sum of 200,000 yuan.
That way, he spent another 200,000 yuan.
Looking at his dwindling pockets, Huang De Han felt a bit anxious.
But he thought about the upcoming peak season, where he would be able to make some money back. Assuming a minimum rate of 200 yuan per room, the 26 rooms would generate 5,200 yuan per day, totaling 156,000 yuan per month. After deducting the employee wages of 21,000 yuan and utility bills, he could still make a steady profit of around 130,000 yuan per month.
This figure was quite substantial, and he would be able to recoup his investment in three years.
Huang De Han was filled with hope for the future.
Yi Bing sold her own inn and dedicated herself to managing Huang De Han's inn.
After finishing their intimate moment, Yi Bing asked in a sweet voice, "Husband, I'm helping you manage the inn. Won't you pay me a salary?"
"Have you ever seen a husband paying a salary to his wife?" Huang De Han playfully pointed at her nose and laughed.
"Meanie! You always take advantage of others. You didn't even propose to me but want me to be your wife and work for you for free!" Yi Bing pouted and turned away, leaving him with only her back view.
Huang De Han was still not divorced from Li Man, so he couldn't marry Yi Bing. Suddenly, he had a strong desire to go back and divorce Li Man, and then marry Yi Bing.
Seeing that Huang De Han didn't come to coax her, Yi Bing became even angrier. She suddenly remembered that Huang De Han had never mentioned his family to her. Could it be that he had a wife at home?
With this thought in mind, Yi Bing quickly turned back and asked, "Why aren't you saying anything? Do you have a wife at home?"
Huang De Han didn't want to hide it from Yi Bing and had to be honest with her. He said, "Yes, I have a wife and a daughter at home."
Upon hearing this, Yi Bing instantly exploded with anger. She sat up on the bed and didn't even care that she wasn't wearing any clothes. Pointing at Huang De Han, she scolded, "You, Huang De Han, how dare you deceive me? You already have a wife, yet you came to provoke me, making me the other woman! I hate you, I hate you..."
As Yi Bing cursed, she even raised her little fists and pounded Huang De Han's chest.
Those little fists hitting him felt like a massage, and as Yi Bing moved, her pair of small white rabbits bounced and danced, which was truly a delightful sight to behold.
Huang De Han suddenly felt a dryness in his mouth, and a surge of desire rushed through him. His previously tired little friend suddenly stood up with renewed vigor.
He grabbed Yi Bing's small hand and pulled her forcefully, causing her to fall into his embrace.
He held her tightly, whispering softly, "Alright, don't be angry. It was wrong of me to deceive you, but I've been separated from my wife for a long time, and we no longer have any feelings for each other. We just haven't gone through the formalities of divorce yet. I promise you, once I divorce her, I'll marry you. How about that?"
"No, no! Who said I want to marry you!"
Yi Bing struggled, her two small white rabbits rubbing against Huang De Han, igniting a surge of passion within him.
