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

Chapter 25 Photographer: My mentality is broken!

in the live room.

The audience was already laughing from ear to ear.

[(face covering) Hahaha!How could this happen? It was the first time I saw my boss setting up a monitoring room to catch employees working overtime. Employees who wanted to work overtime had to come to the company in disguise. This was really unbearable! 】

【no?Why are you filming a science fiction movie here?Three-Body Problem is written for you! 】

[I really can’t stand it anymore, my family, the gap between people is bigger than that of cats! 】

[I really cried to death. This is how the company treats its employees as family members, and the employees treat the company as their home! 】

【…】

At this time, the three experts in the studio saw this scene.

The expression on his face was also full of shock.

"No! Impossible! This must be staged!"

"That's right! If they are so diligent, how can they still be employees?"

"Laziness is a human nature. After all, there are always only a few people who can work overtime voluntarily, so compulsory overtime is still necessary."

All three experts believe that this is just an extremely isolated phenomenon.

To ensure the company's scale and production capacity, how can it be possible to rely solely on the voluntary overtime work of a few employees?

only.

They obviously didn't realize that there were deeper reasons behind the behavior of people like Pang Panghai and Li Xiaoyang who were able to sneak into the company and work overtime voluntarily.

Inside the office.

Pang Panghai looked at Li Xiaoyang, who was stunned, and turned to look at the monitor hanging above his head.

"You said this?"

"Hey! You don't even want to think about how someone as lazy as Brother Che could watch this!"

"This thing is just there to scare you."

Pang Dahai walked slowly to Li Xiaoyang's side, crossed his legs and said leisurely.

Li Xiaoyang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

I felt that what Pang Hai said made sense, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Hai, what you said seems to make sense! Brother Che probably won't see this."

The photographer looked at the two people sitting at the workstation in front of him, with a trace of confusion on his face.

"By the way, why do you have to work overtime?"

The photographer could understand what the two people said about the forced rest.

After all, Cao Che really shocked him and the audience too much.

But Da Dahai and Li Xiaoyang, as part-time workers, actually took the initiative to work overtime.

This made him very confused.

The photographer looked at Li Xiaoyang doubtfully.

Li Xiaoyang stopped what he was doing, lowered his head and thought for a while, then tilted his head:
"This...maybe it's the mission?"

"Brother Che gives me so much money a month, and the benefits are so good that I always feel panicked with the money."

"Now I finally have a project I am responsible for, and I definitely want to make it the best it can be!"

Pang Panghai also nodded when he heard this.

"That's right! Let's not talk about the distance. Looking at the Magic City alone, can you find any company with better benefits and benefits than ours?"

"Besides, let's work overtime now and tell Brother Che when the game is stable. He will still let us rest. We don't even need any proof at all!"

"Eh???"

The photographer was stunned when he heard Pang Panghai's words.

"You don't want evidence? What if someone lies directly and then gets paid leave?"

Pang Panghai shook his head silently, took out a box of Huazi, handed one to the photographer in front of him, and lit the flame.

There was a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

"I also asked Brother Che this question at that time, what if I lied about getting paid leave."

"He didn't answer, he just patted me on the shoulder and looked at me with extremely firm eyes and said, a person's life is very long. During this long journey, there are always some scenery that you have to see regardless of your own safety. If I really want to see it, then he is willing to pay for my view."

"So, this so-called overtime does not require any evidence or proof. It just represents Brother Che's willingness to believe in us..."

Pang Panghai held a cigarette between his fingers and silently talked about the past.

His expression was so moving that even the photographer and Li Xiaoyang beside him were affected by him.The expression on his face was full of emotion.

"Brother Hai! Don't worry! Brother Che treats me with sincerity, and I will definitely not let him down!"

After hearing this, the photographer's face was full of emotion.

"I didn't expect that the boss, who doesn't look like he's serious at all, would actually say something like this..."

Hearing the photographer's emotion, Pang Dahai subconsciously looked at the photographer.

"What about you? Why are you still working overtime here?"

The photographer was stunned immediately and looked at the two people in front of him with extremely gloomy expressions.

"Σ(°△°|||)︴"

"I'm not working overtime, I'm working..."

The photographer looked at the two people in front of him, then at the camera on his shoulder, and his mentality suddenly collapsed.

It's the same job, so how can the gap be so big?

Others go to work, get off work at five o'clock, work from nine to five, and even work overtime secretly.

What about yourself?
He started working before they even got to work, even when others got off work and worked overtime, he was still working.

The difference is not that big.

When Pang Panghai and Li Xiaoyang in front of them heard this, they immediately fell silent.

"..."

Both of them gently patted the photographer on the shoulder to express comfort.

On the other side, the camera switched back again to Tianhai Real Estate.

By this time, it was completely dark outside.

But the entire Tianhai Real Estate office building was still as bright as day.

The photographer sat next to Wang Yang, his face ashen as ashes.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening.

He had been watching from his seat as Wang Yang worked overtime for more than two hours.

If I have to use one word to evaluate it.

That's suffocation.

It was already eight o'clock, and no one in the entire office left.

Today's overtime work is even more suffocating than working during the day.

Everyone is sitting at their workstations and working meticulously.

The documents that Wang Yang had processed beside him were stacked as high as a hill.

However, even after processing so many files.

But there are still many people coming in and out, delivering new documents.

The photographer looked at the pile of documents in front of Wang Yang with a look of horror on his face.

"I said, buddy, when will all these jobs of yours end?"

"It's already eight o'clock now, aren't you guys off work yet? It seems like it's already been eleven hours, right?"

This is a situation where the photographer excludes the lunch and lunch breaks.

They have spent a full twelve hours in the company from eight o'clock in the morning to now.

Wang Yang, who was also exhausted, sighed helplessly and shook his head.

"Alas! This leader hasn't even left yet!"

"Besides, we haven't finished the day's work yet, who dares to leave?"

As he spoke, Wang Yang looked towards the leader.

The middle-aged man wearing glasses also sighed with physical and mental exhaustion.

The photographer walked towards the leader and was about to ask.

The leader sighed helplessly and spoke first.

"There is really no way around it. Since the implementation of the terminal elimination system, the company has cut off countless departments. If we don't work hard, then our entire department may be unemployed by then."

"No one here has a mortgage or a car loan. There's nothing we can do about this kind of thing..."

(End of this chapter)