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

Chapter 240 The Cuttlefish Company that can’t make money? ? ?

Listening to Cao Che's speech on the stage, the expressions on the faces of everyone present did not change at all.

The photographer on the side was secretly frightened when he heard these remarks.

If I heard these words at the company's annual meeting, I would inevitably feel depressed.

After all, if the company's performance is not good, the project is losing money, etc., it means that the year-end bonus may not be paid, or even be paid less. That is the hard-earned money at the end of the year!
As long as you are a laborer, you will feel heartache to some extent.

But Liu Guanshan and the others in front of them seemed not to care at all.

This made him feel a little confused.

"Eh? Guanshan, Mr. Cao has said so. The bonus will definitely be reduced, and the salary will even be reduced next year. Aren't you worried about this?"

Liu Guanshan turned his head and glanced at the photographer on the side, shook his head, and said very calmly:

"Of course I'm not worried. Has Mr. Cao ever lost money to any of us?"

The photographer thought for a moment and nodded subconsciously.

It seems true that Cuttlefish Company is famous for its high benefits and high wages. Cao Che really owed no one except himself for this matter.

While the photographer was thinking, Liu Guanshan slowly spoke again.

"Even if there is no bonus this year, the salary we have received in the past few months is far more than the previous company's salary plus bonus in a year, right?"

"What about a salary cut?"

When Liu Guanshan heard this, his face sank slightly and he paused for a long time.

"The company's losses are caused by us, and we are the department with the largest number of people in the company. If there is really a salary cut, I will apply to Mr. Cao and try not to affect other colleagues!"

While the two were talking, Luo Miaomiao had already walked onto the podium pushing a red envelope on a cart.

Looking at the shriveled red envelopes.

The artists in the studio laughed out loud.

"It seems that Mr. Cao also knows that his bonus is pitifully small, so he seals it in a red envelope for fear of being laughed at by everyone!"

"This can only be used to deceive employees, right? You know, Mr. Shen paid more than a month's salary!"

"This is what happens when you are not frugal. You don't have any business strategy. You just raise employees' wages and benefits without considering the cost. In my opinion, Mr. Cao's company is about to collapse!"

The three masterminds looked at Cao Che on the big screen, and they couldn't be happier.

It was precisely because of Cao Che that they were blackmailed by the entire Internet.

Even many of the words he said were edited by the busybody and put together with Cao Che's words.

The staff who used to treat them very enthusiastically have now avoided them.

If it hadn't been for Cao Che's sudden appearance, how could they have ended up like this?

When the viewers in the live broadcast room saw such a shriveled red envelope, they suddenly lost their expectations.

【Hi! It seems that Mr. Cao is really depressed. The red envelopes used to be bulging, but now they are as flat as my partner’s breasts! 】

【hiss! Your metaphor above is very subtle! Could it be that your partner is the legendary Mrs. Steel Plate? 】

[Can you two be more serious? If Cao Corporation collapses, then everyone’s salary may return to the previous three to five thousand! 】

[If that doesn’t work, let’s raise funds for Mr. Cao? If everyone donates ten or five yuan, wouldn't they be rich again? 】

【its not right! If Mr. Cao really has no money, why not just open the recharge channel for Three Kingdoms Killing? Anyway, the next half year is almost here! 】

[He really makes me cry to death. Other game companies hold various activities before the Chinese New Year to make a big profit, but in the end, Three Kingdoms launched a few skins and activities. They really don’t have any idea about money. None! 】

[I see that Mr. Shen’s place is already very lively, but their place is really deserted! 】

【…】

Standing on the podium, Cao Che looked at the mountains of red envelopes in front of him, coughed a few times, and looked a little embarrassed.

"This, we will try to make the award distribution process as simple as possible, so as not to delay everyone's eating and drinking!" "First of all, our employee No. 59, Lin Lingjiu!"

Immediately at the round table under the stage, a very handsome and young employee stood up.

This is an employee of Pangdahai Bookstore, so he is also the last one to join Cuttlefish Company.

This is the first time for the young man to work, and it is also the first time to attend the company's annual meeting and celebration banquet, with a very shy expression on his face.

Looking at Cao Che in front of him, he then looked at Luo Miaomiao who was standing next to Cao Che. His face was instantly flushed and he immediately lowered his head.

The appearance of the two people in front of me is probably inferior to that of professional celebrities.

Just as the young man lowered his head shyly, a voice as gentle as jade came to his ears.

"Xiao Lin, this is your red envelope. I wish you a Happy New Year in advance!"

The young man looked at the red envelope handed to him and raised his head in surprise. What caught his eye was Cao Che's faint smile.

"Thank you..."

The young man took the red envelope with both hands, hurriedly covered his cheek with the red envelope, and quickly ran to the side.

Cao Che looked at the young man's fleeing figure and couldn't help but feel a little weird.

"Meow meow, tell me, did I laugh too hard just now?"

"I don't think so, right?"

Luo Miaomiao was also a little confused and turned to look at Cao Che.

"Would you like to smile at me again?"

Cao Che: <(￣︶￣)>
Looking at the smile in front of Cao Che, Luo Miaomiao seemed to feel some warm liquid slowly flowing out of her nasal cavity, and hurriedly covered her nose.

He left the podium quickly after leaving only one sentence.

"I'm going to the toilet, you can do it yourself first!"

Cao Che looked at Luo Miaomiao's back and was greatly shocked.

"Even if it feels scary, there's no need to do this..."

"It seems it would be better if I didn't smile..."

Cao Che sighed helplessly, and then picked up the phone.

"Employee No. 58..."

On the other side, the boy sat back down with a red envelope.

The chefs around looked at the young man with curiosity.

"Xiao Lin! Show me what's in the red envelope!"

The photographer was also very curious, carrying the camera and sneaking up to the boy's side.

The young man squeezed it with his hands first, then suddenly frowned.

"It's hard inside, doesn't it seem like it's money?"

“Not money???”

Hearing this, everyone present looked at the young man with wide eyes.

In the studio, the three masterminds were already laughing from ear to ear, slapping their thighs nonchalantly.

"Hahaha! This is the first time I heard that there is no money stuffed in the red envelope!"

"That's right! If Mr. Cao really has no money, why don't you give me a hundred or two hundred?"

"Mr. Cao has already said that the project has suffered losses and the performance is not good, so it is normal that it cannot be distributed! Everyone, please take stock of it!"

(End of this chapter)