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

Chapter 41 Come to collect debt?
Inside the studio.

The experts looked at the computer screens of Xu Xiaotang and Liu Guanshan, their faces full of anger, and they slapped the table angrily.

"Absurd! It's really ridiculous! Playing games during work hours??? Isn't this just killing people's will?"

"Yes! If this makes them develop the habit of playing games at work, which company will dare to hire such employees in the future!"

"Instead of playing games at work, why not do something meaningful? Even if it is picking up garbage on the road, it can be considered as giving back to the society!"

The viewers in the live broadcast room were all envious.

【I cried!I really cried. I play games during work hours. What kind of fairy company is this? ? ? 】

【no!In our company, if you want to stand up and walk around, the boss will deduct your salary. Are you playing games at work?Why! 】

【Ah ah ah!Jealousy twists me out of shape!No, I have to go to the Magic City to join Mr. Cao’s company! 】

[Upstairs, just think about it and forget it. The recruitment information of Cao Corporation has been removed from the shelves. I guess we will have to wait for the next recruitment expansion! 】

[Not those like Liu Guanshan can get in, so why can’t I get in? 】

【…】

It seemed that the director couldn't bear to see Cao Che and his company being so leisurely, so the camera turned.

Transferred to Tianhai Real Estate again.

At this time, the photographer had already arrived at the customer service department where Xu Xiaotang worked.

Everyone had thick dark circles on their faces, and their eyes were dull, looking at the computer screen in front of them.

Obviously, since the company launched the last elimination system.

Their rest time is basically spent working overtime.

The whole office exuded a sleepy and dull atmosphere.

Put your fingers on the keyboard and keep nodding your head.

The mental outlook at the beginning was completely gone.

In just one day, several department colleagues left.

Some were directly notified by the human resources department to resign because they were eliminated from the last position, and some voluntarily left the office because they could not bear the pressure.

Moreover, Xu Xiaotang is responsible for coordinating and leading the entire office.

He was also fired by Fang Jilin because of a trivial mistake.

The rest of the work pressure is completely shared by the remaining people.

At this moment, they are almost reaching their limit.

Just then the whole office fell into a drowsy atmosphere.

A rapid knock on the door interrupted everyone's drowsiness.

"Boom boom boom!"

Several dark-skinned uncles, wearing hard hats and green rubber shoes that looked like migrant workers, walked into the office.

Everyone spoke with a foreign accent.

"Um, is Mr. Fang here?"

After everyone saw that the person who came was not the boss, they all breathed a sigh of relief and immediately focused on the computer screen in front of them.

No one was even willing to help the uncle in front of him.

It's not that they don't want to, but it's almost lunch time.

Most of their work is still unfinished.

Everyone was typing away at the keyboard, trying to get up and leave work to help the uncle.

Then they may be the ones eliminated next.

They are all clay Bodhisattvas who cross the river and cannot protect themselves.

Only the photographer looked at the people in front of him and couldn't help but be stunned.

He stepped forward and asked:
"What do you want from Mr. Fang?"

"Well, we haven't even received our wages..."

The uncle in front of him looked at the photographer with hope.

Perhaps because the local accent was particularly friendly, the photographer seemed extremely enthusiastic.

"Well, Mr. Fang is on the top floor, I'll take you there..."

Just as the photographer was about to lead a few people towards the top floor, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Well, Mr. Fang is usually taking a nap right now, so it's best not to disturb him!" An employee kept tapping on the keyboard with his fingers, reminding the photographer tactfully.

The photographer stopped immediately and looked a little embarrassed.

He also heard the hidden meaning in the employee's words.

Fang Jilin should be more or less aware of this situation, but he is just unwilling to take action.

Now if he brings these workers to Fang Jilin's office.

Isn’t that meddling in their company’s internal work?

The photographer hesitated a little. A boss with Fang Jilin's wealth was definitely not someone he could afford to offend.

Just as the photographer hesitated, the director's voice came from the headphones.

"Go take them with you!"

The director was sitting in the backstage studio, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, looking at the big screen in front of him with slightly focused eyes.

Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, he has a keen sense that this is definitely a big breakout point.

The photographer nodded and brought several uncles to Fang Jilin's office.

Fang Jilin was not in the office at this time, and seemed to be taking a nap just as the previous employee said.

The photographer looked at the three people in front of him and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Ahem! Uncle, Mr. Fang is taking a nap. You guys sit down and wait for a while!"

The uncle in front of him looked at the luxurious office and nodded awkwardly.

"We have been here three times, but we didn't see him the first three times..."

"Our boss took the money and ran away. The project payment for more than 300 of our people has not yet been paid to us..."

There was a bitter look on the corner of the uncle's mouth, and his wrinkled face was full of melancholy.

The photographer nodded and understood the general situation.

Everyone waited for about ten minutes before they saw Fang Jilin yawning and walking into the office.

Fang Jilin saw a few people in the office.

His face suddenly turned pale.

"Who asked you to come here!"

"You all trashed my office!"

With that said, Fang Jilin made a move to drive out a few people.

The photographer grabbed Fang Jilin's hand.

With a solemn expression, he looked at Fang Jilin in front of him.

"Mr. Fang, this is the salary of more than 300 people!"

Fang Jilin was indifferent when he heard what the photographer said.

He just glanced at the people in front of him with a somewhat unhappy expression and sat silently in his seat.

"I also know about this problem, but I have already given the deposit to your contractor. If you have any questions, you should contact him!"

Hear this familiar rhetoric.

The uncle in front of him also showed a sad expression, and he weakly retorted.

"Mr. Ke Ke Fang, you started this business. You should also know that this price is already very low."

"The building is now completed, and everyone is waiting to get money to celebrate the New Year. As a result, you have been delaying the project payment..."

The uncle looked longingly at Fang Jilin in front of him, while Fang Jilin was furious.

He suddenly raised his fist and slammed it on the table.

"Stop talking nonsense! You go find him now! Why are you looking for me!"

"I've already paid the deposit. You really think I opened the company for charity!"

"Besides, if you work in real estate or construction sites, isn't this normal?"

Fang Jilin looked at the three people in front of him angrily.

The uncle just silently took out a crumpled contract from his arms.

Pointing to the date above, he looked towards Fang Jilin.

"The payment date written on this is the [-]th of last month..."

(End of this chapter)