Post-2000 boss: You can be late up to seven days a week!

Chapter 160 The Awakening of the Workers!

The photographer looked around for a while and chose a corner.

Next to him was a young man who looked unhappy.

Not long after he sat down, the young man next to him looked at the photographer with curiosity on his face.

"Brother? What do you think? The profits of this department are not good, and the company's current management system is getting more and more stupid. I am planning to resign, but you are still here?"

When the photographer heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

He looked curiously at the young man packing things in front of him.

"Are you planning to resign too? Why?"

"Why else? I am being exploited here and controlled by a brain-dead company system. Why don't I run away and wait?"

The photographer still didn't understand.

"But...don't you have a mortgage or car loan?"

Although the man in front of me looks young, he should be in his mid-twenties.

Even if he doesn't have a mortgage or a car loan, he definitely has one. After leaving his job, wouldn't he worry about the car loan and the like?

The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"I do have a car loan, but I've already taken care of it, so don't worry too much about it!"

The young man on the side seemed to have opened up a chat box, and kept talking to the photographer about the company's shortcomings.

"We were originally an old department, and some of them have basically lost their jobs and still have some other KPI system. Now the salary we get may not be as much as the cleaning lady at the door. Besides, since the management system has been changed, there will be deductions for being late for one day. Three days’ salary, and the original perfect attendance bonus was deducted!”

When the photographer heard this, he looked at the young man with some confusion.

"If you are late, you will definitely not get the perfect attendance award!"

When the young man heard this, he became furious.

"fart!"

"My original salary of five thousand was divided into a guarantee of three thousand, plus perfect attendance for performance!"

"Shouldn't these be mine in the first place? This kind of performance plus full attendance should be used to motivate employees, but now it's better to use employees' money to motivate employees!"

"There is also the so-called morning, noon and evening party system. Isn't this just used to consume our energy?"

"We write code ourselves. When we find bugs and fix them, we write a few lines of code for any activities. There is no need for such morning, noon and evening meetings. Even if we write it, can they understand it?"

"Does he think that as long as it consumes our energy, we will not think about other things, let alone improve labor conditions?"

"Now I have figured it out. Instead of being squeezed here all the time, I might as well experience life!"

"I don't want to buy a house, get married or anything like that. I might as well go back to my hometown and earn one or two thousand, which is enough to live on!"

The young man talked eloquently, and the faces of the experts in the studio suddenly changed, and they said sadly:

"This young man is just showing off! How can he deserve the hard work of his parents to raise him by doing this! How can he deserve the cultivation of the country!"

"Yes! If every young person was like this, wouldn't the country be in danger?"

"It's shameful to lie down. This is not only a waste of national resources, but also unfilial to our parents!"

The viewers in the live broadcast room also expressed their opinions one after another.

[Don’t this guy just want to lie down? Why is this becoming unfilial to parents! 】

[I also want to lie down, but I still have a mortgage on me! 】

[I can only say that I admire this guy’s courage. People like me who have mortgage and car loans cannot lie down even if they want to. 】

[But why does this guy want to lie down right now? 】

[...] The photographer was also a little curious as to why the young man in front of him chose to lie down at this time.

"Brother, aren't a lot of people leaving the company now?"

"Is it possible that they have the same idea as you?"

When the young man heard the photographer's words, he immediately shook his head.

"No! I don't mean lying down!"

"Ok?"

The photographer looked at the young man with some confusion. He didn't even plan to work. He planned to go back to his hometown. What's this called lying down?

Seeing the confusion on the photographer's face, the young man shook his head helplessly.

He said confidently: "I am fighting for the rights that workers deserve!"

The more the photographer listened, the more confused he became.

“Workers should have rights???”

"Eight hours of work, eight hours of rest, eight hours of enjoying the world!"

Hearing the familiar words, the photographer's face became even weirder. Isn't this a famous quote from Mr. Cao of the company next door?

Although Mr. Cao does practice this, his company is the only one in the entire industry.

From the photographer's point of view, eight hours of work and eight hours of rest is too idealistic.

After all, how many companies in Kyushu are like this?

The photographer looked at the young man in front of him with confusion and warned bitterly:

"Damn it, you may not have worked for a few years, but most jobs don't have an eight-hour working day!"

The young man shook his head and looked at the photographer sharply.

"This is undoubtedly a kind of exploitation. We work hard every day, even for twelve hours, but 95% of the company's profits are taken away by others. Isn't this stealing the fruits of our labor?"

The corner of the photographer's mouth twitched again, and he subconsciously glanced at the young man's work badge - Wang Qing.

In his opinion, this young man is more like an angry youth.

The problems he mentioned are really too idealistic.

Even the ideal is so ideal that a photographer who is also a laborer cannot understand it.

“No matter where you are, aren’t the bosses and shareholders taking most of the profits?”

The photographer looked at the young man in front of him with confusion and asked aloud.

Isn't this rule the same even in foreign companies with high welfare?

But after hearing the photographer's words, the young man still shook his head.

"Brother, have you forgotten that we in Jiuzhou are different from them? Their people in power are capitalists. If they want to protect the interests of capital, they naturally want to exploit the workers at the bottom."

"But our bosses should be workers and entrepreneurs, not capitalists!"

"They should protect the interests of our workers. When did they become capitalists on the other side of the ocean? Become the targets of our exploitation? Isn't this stealing the fruits of our labor?"

Hearing this, the photographer was stunned. Looking at the bold speech of the young man in front of him, he subconsciously covered the headset on his sleeve.

I was afraid that these remarks would be heard by the audience in the live broadcast room, causing the entire program to have its water meter checked.

When the young man saw the sudden change in the photographer's face, a smile suddenly emerged from the corner of his mouth.

He took out a booklet with a red cover from his arms, handed it to the photographer in front of him, and patted the photographer on the shoulder.

"Brother, take a look at this more when you have time!"

"I hope this can help you. Xiangzi has been driving cars all his life, but in the end he failed to own a car of his own. It's not because he didn't work hard enough!"

(End of this chapter)