Landlady who likes to hoard land

Wang Chengyu had previously watched a video about gift-giving. She couldn't remember the rest, but she did remember one thing: when giving a gift, give the most expensive item you can afford.

She recalled that the teacher gave an example, such as if you were giving a gift to a woman and wanted to give her a set of cosmetics from a big brand.

If you can't afford the most expensive set from this brand, then don't give it as a gift.

You can give yourself the most expensive comb, the most expensive scarf, or the most expensive hair clip within your means.

Because she might be willing to buy herself expensive cosmetics, but not expensive accessories.

Wang Chengyu felt this made a lot of sense, so she picked out a high-end lipstick for Zhao Jing, and sure enough, she liked it very much.

Zhao Jing smiled broadly; everyone likes to hear nice words.

"Then I'll wait until you make a lot of money and buy me something even better."

"I will definitely buy it."

Wang Chengyu always keeps his promises.

The master and apprentice joked and laughed for a while, then Wang Chengyu quietly asked...

"Teacher, what's going on outside?"

This was the first time Wang Chengyu had encountered such a customer coming to his door since he started working, so he couldn't help but be curious.

It's rare for Zhao Jing to get serious.

"Let me tell you this, just to remind you. When you're dealing with customers yourself in the future, you need to be more careful."

"Yes, teacher, you can say it, I'll remember it."

Zhao Jing began to explain in detail from the beginning.

The day after Wang Chengyu took leave to go to the hospital, a young and fashionable customer came to the store. The receptionist, Li Lingyu, went up to ask her what was wrong and learned that the customer had come to express milk.

Li Lingyu then led the customer to the breastfeeding guidance room, just as Teacher Bai had finished working with a customer.

"Come over here, I have a seat available."

Teacher Bai raised his hand in a gesture.

The woman took off her clothes and lay down on the bed, and Teacher Bai frowned as soon as he saw her.

The upper left side of the woman's chest was red, swollen, and ulcerated, covering about one-third of the chest.

How long have you been milking?

"It's been like this for about a week, sometimes it's better, sometimes it's worse."

The woman's voice was low, filled with barely suppressed pain.

Do you have a fever?

As Teacher Bai asked the questions, he placed his hand on the woman's forehead to feel her body temperature.

"Has been running a low-grade fever"

Teacher Bai then gently placed her hand on the inside of the woman's left breast.

"Does it hurt here?"

"pain"

The woman frowned and called out softly.

Teacher Bai immediately stopped.

"Your milk has already formed a cyst and is now purulent. You shouldn't go anywhere else; you need to go to the hospital immediately to have the infected and purulent milk drained."

Teacher Bai gave him a serious warning.

"Oh, is it that serious? I see some people in my WeChat Moments who are in even worse condition than me, and they've managed to get better."

The woman looked incredulous and questioned.

Ms. Bai is also a very responsible teacher; she carefully explained things to the girl.

"That's just an advertisement, they exaggerate the effects. Don't believe them. You need to go to the hospital right away, you can't delay any longer. After the fluid is drained, you'll need an IV drip to reduce the inflammation!"

"Please give it a try, just in case it works?" the woman pleaded.

"No, I can't do this. You shouldn't waste any more time; go to the hospital quickly," Teacher Bai firmly refused.

Hearing what Teacher Bai said, Zhao Jing, who was standing nearby, got up and went over to take a look. She also frowned. The situation was indeed very serious. Dealing with it would not only be troublesome but also involve huge risks.

Start by persuading the woman

"Young lady, you should go to the hospital right away. We can't delay any longer. If it's possible, we'll do it for you."

Seeing that both of them said the same thing, the woman had no choice but to get up, put on her clothes, and leave.

After the woman left, Zhao Jing and Teacher Bai discussed the special nature of this customer and what their chances of success would be if they took action.

The final conclusion is that no matter how high the chance of success is, if it's not 100%, you shouldn't take action; the risk is too great.

The two women never imagined that their failure to help the woman would cause them trouble.

Two days later, the woman's husband, in-laws, and her parents all came to the store and made a scene.

Their explanation was that the woman developed a persistent high fever after returning home.

After being rushed to the hospital, the hospital said that the infection was caused by vigorous massage. The woman has already undergone surgery and is currently lying in the hospital.

I heard that I'll have to stay in the hospital for several days.

At this point, Zhao Jing pursed her lips.

"That family is trying to extort money from us. They probably think the hospital fees are too high and want our store to cover the medical expenses."

Draining an abscess only costs a few thousand yuan. They're trying to rip you off for that little bit of money! There are all sorts of extreme cases these days!

As soon as Zhao Jing finished speaking, Wang Chengyu heard the sound of police sirens approaching from afar. She and Zhao Jing exchanged a glance. Had the police been called to the store?

The same question crossed their minds.

The two got up and walked out of the breastfeeding guidance room. Sure enough, they saw a police car parked in front of the store, and a male and a female police officer got out of the car.

The two policemen first dispersed the onlookers who had gathered at the entrance.

"Stop crowding around, there's nothing to see. Go do what you need to do."

The store manager had already gone to greet them.

"Officer, I'm the one who called the police."

The store manager led the two police officers to the reception area and sat them down. The store manager described the whole story and showed the police the store's surveillance footage.

"Officer, look, this is the surveillance footage from our lobby. From the time this customer entered this room to the time he left, it was no more than five minutes."

"Five minutes, and that takes time to put on and take off clothes. Plus, we have to ask customers about their reasons before each session, so there's simply no time to actually do anything."

"This is the woman's husband in the video. He said the hospital said it was caused by vigorous massage and demanded that we bear all the medical expenses."

“This was not our responsibility to begin with, so we refused to take responsibility. The other party then came to our store with their whole family and made a scene. They wouldn’t leave until we paid compensation, which has seriously affected our business.”

The store manager spoke fluently and quickly explained the situation.

"We don't care, you're the ones who did the massage, so you have to compensate us. You could have done so many things in five minutes. If you hadn't done it, would the doctor have said it was caused by vigorous massage?"

An old woman with triangular eyes said something quite unreasonable.

“Yes, we won’t leave until we get compensation. We must pay.” The woman’s husband said just as firmly.

"What's the point of arguing? Will arguing solve anything?"

The male police officer clearly had a bad temper, and he could tell at a glance that the merchant had been extorted.

However, there is no direct evidence to prove this. Even if there are witnesses, in order to settle the matter peacefully, the store will eventually have to bear some responsibility.

"Comrade, there were other customers in the room at the time, which proves that we did not unclog her duct."

We've already called the customer who was in the room with us; she'll be here soon.

"Okay, then we'll wait for that witness in a bit," the policewoman said.