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

Chapter 47: Audiences who broke through the defense
Need to use up your meal tag?
Is 21 portions of egg fried rice a bad habit?

Are you not allowed to bring over the bad habits from the previous company? ? ?
Is this company sued for fraud? ? ?

Xu Xiaotang pinched his thigh suddenly and looked at Liu Guanshan behind him with a horrified face.

Liu Guanshan seemed to have anticipated Xu Xiaotang's behavior, and comforted him:

"It's okay! This is what Mr. Cao said, treat your employees like family!"

Xu Xiaotang had not recovered from the previous shock, but just nodded blankly.

The photographer on the side looked at the sad faces of everyone in the office and couldn't help but feel curious.

He looked at Ge Wolong on the other side.

"Well, Brother Wolong, what are you doing with such sad faces?"

Ge Wolong looked at the food delivery app on the mobile phone in front of him and worried.

"This [-] meal quota per person cannot be wasted. We have already eaten almost all the takeaways nearby!"

“I really can’t think of anything else to eat!”

Ge Wolong held his head in pain and spread it on his desk.

Ge Dahai on the side also looked extremely painful.

"Wolong! Let them build the canteen quickly. I'm really tired of eating this stuff. I almost vomited after eating it!"

Ge Wolong rolled his eyes angrily and looked towards Pang Panghai.

"You think I don't want to! The construction period has been extended by two months by Brother Che, and we have to eat takeout for these two months!"

Hearing Pang Panghai's words, the three old employees in the office sighed helplessly.

In the studio, everyone saw this scene.

For a while I didn’t know how to evaluate it.

The three of them looked at me and I looked at you, looking at each other in shock and speechless.

after all.

It was also the first time they had seen this kind of company that made employees sigh with such high meal standards.

In the live broadcast room, there was also a sigh.

However, the audience's concerns seem to be somewhat different from Pang Panghai's.

【no!They worry about how to use so many meal tags every day, but what I worry about every day is what to eat with so few meal tags?Is this fair? ? ?Director, please change the channel for me! 】

[(Crying loudly) I fucking regret it!What kind of bullshit are you saying that Mr. Cao’s company can’t last more than a few days? But I saw the recruitment yesterday but didn’t go. Now the recruitment information has been taken off the shelves! 】

[Theoretically speaking, Mr. Cao’s company seems to be going bankrupt, but we bought the game and saved him! 】

[It’s not Three Kingdoms for eight yuan. It doesn’t sell values ​​or generals. It doesn’t even have a recharge channel. It has two sets of card faces. It’s such a conscientious game. Why don’t you buy it? ? ? 】

【oh!I seem to understand what Liu Guanshan said before. Does this mean that you keep the people in your heart and the people hold you high? 】

【That’s right!Isn't it just because Mr. Cao's game is so conscientious and fun that everyone will buy it?What if this is just about selling generals and not being sprayed to death, just throwing money away? 】

[It makes me tired to see them eating these delicacies. The director should change the channel! 】

【+1】

【…】

As the audience gradually broke through, they shouted to change the channel.
As soon as the scene changed, we came to Tianhai Real Estate again.

At this time, Li Jianguo, as an intern.

Still sitting at the workstation, sweating profusely from work.

Even though it was already lunch time, no one had any intention of leaving.

The pile of files on the desk before was still not reduced at all.

Li Jianguo sat at the computer desk, constantly calculating the data on the computer.

The bald minister sighed helplessly when he saw the busy people in the office.

"Well, if everyone wants to eat, let's order takeout..."

After hearing what the minister said, an older male employee in the office raised his head helplessly and looked at the bald minister.

"Minister, I'm not telling you that near this magical city, a takeaway meal costs at least 100 or [-] yuan. Our daily salary is only more than [-] or [-] yuan. Plus the mortgage and car loan are not much." "This We really can’t afford a takeaway meal that costs twenty or thirty!”

Hearing this, the minister also looked bitter.

"What can I do? It's so much work."

"There's not even time to eat. If you don't order takeout, you'll have to wait hungry until dinner. Can you survive it?"

Hearing the minister's question, sighs were heard in the office again.

Everyone looked at the photographer in the corridor with envy.

At this moment, the photographer is standing in the corridor.

Holding a box of egg fried rice in his hand, the afternoon sun fell on him, and the breeze gently blew the ends of his hair.

Everything is peaceful and peaceful over time.

The photographer slowly finished the egg fried rice in his hand.

Before he could rest for a while, the sound of crying and wailing came from the office again.

"It's over!"

"Alas! How could this be possible?"

"No way! I really have to stay in the company all night now!"

The photographer walked into the office with some curiosity and looked at the people who were mourning for their heirs.

"No! What's wrong with you guys?"

"Don't mention it! We have to hold a staff meeting again, you know, right? Every staff meeting is held until after get off work hours!"

"Now the work is never done!"

The photographer subconsciously looked up at the pile of documents on the man's desk.

He nodded sympathetically, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Yes! Holding such a meeting does not reduce the workload. Every time, we have to satisfy the leader's vanity and applaud from the bottom..."

Hearing what the photographer said, the man looked at the photographer in horror and quickly covered his mouth.

"Shhh! Stop talking, it seems that Mr. Fang personally convened this time..."

The bald minister also seemed to have received the notice, and his face was a little embarrassed.

"Well, our finance office is going to send nine people to the two new interns, and you guys should go too!"

10 minute later.

Everyone who had been immersed in work before had already arrived in the auditorium of the office building.

The auditorium, which can accommodate more than 500 people, is now packed.

Various departments of Tianhai Real Estate have dispatched many people to attend the meeting.

In the front row are Fang Jilin, the chairman, and various company executives such as general managers and deputy directors.

A few people from the finance department could only sit at the end of the auditorium and look at the big screen from a distance.

The photographer looked at the lively and cheerful atmosphere with some doubts and looked at the man beside him.

"What is your company doing? What kind of meeting are you holding?"

The man rolled his eyes helplessly. As an employee of the finance office, he naturally heard some rumors.

"What else could it be but a quarterly meeting?"

"This is the report we made day and night before!"

Before the man finished speaking, Fang Jilin took the microphone and walked onto the stage with a glowing face.

The whole person was in high spirits, with a smile on his face.

"Ahem! Our financial statements for last quarter have come out! Please allow me to proudly share this happy event with everyone!"

"The company's net profit in the third quarter increased by 20.00% and [-]% year-on-year in the second quarter!"

(End of this chapter)