No compensation for layoffs? Backhand, he lent the company millions

Chapter 39
  "20 per person? Why don't you just go and grab it?" Jia Youcai said loudly.

Two spitting stars came out of his mouth, and one of them landed on Yan Jiangchi's clothes. His eyes were red, as if he was going to jump up and hit someone the next moment.

Yan Jiangchi shook his clothes in disgust, "Because I'm afraid to go in and step on the sewing machine."

Feeling really disgusted, he asked, "Has anyone brought tissues?"

A female family member took out a pack of napkins from her handbag and handed it to Yan Jiangchi: "I brought it."

Yan Jiangchi took it, took one out, and wiped off the drool on his clothes.

"How much do you think the compensation is appropriate?" he asked the female family member who provided tissues.

The other party was stunned and replied: "I...my child did something wrong, and parents are willing to take responsibility, but...20 is really too much for my family, and...and, after all, you didn't really Hurt……"

Yan Jiangchi said: "Don't talk nonsense, just tell me a number."

The woman hesitated for a long time and said, "Twenty thousand, do you think that's okay?"

"Row."

"really?"

The woman looked at Yan Jiangchi expectantly, a little in disbelief. After all, the numbers she quoted were far different from the reference given by Yan Jiangchi.

Yan Jiangchi said: "Okay, I am the most reasonable. Whoever asked you to lend me a tissue means I owe you a favor."

The woman said: "Then...shall I transfer the money to you now?"

Yan Jiangchi said: "That's the best. I will write a letter of understanding to your child immediately after receiving the money. What is your child's name?"

……

Yan Jiangchi asked Wang Zekai outside the door for pen and paper. Five minutes later, both parties got what they wanted.

Someone couldn't wait to say: "I am also willing to compensate you 2!"

Yan Jiangchi said: "That won't work."

The man asked, "Why?"

Yan Jiangchi said: "Because you didn't provide tissues when I needed them."

The man said: "Just because of a piece of paper, you let her decide the amount of compensation?"

Yan Jiangchi said: "Yes."

The man said hurriedly: "I also have tissues, I..."

"Keep wiping your tears." Yan Jiangchi interrupted the other party unceremoniously.

A sneer appeared on his lips.

"It's really up to you to decide how much to pay. It's better to be willing than to be forced to do so. So, I decided to play a game with you."

Someone asked: "What game?"

Yan Jiangchi said: "The last one is eliminated, have you ever heard of it?"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. Several of them probably guessed what Yan Jiangchi meant and looked worried.

Yan Jiangchi continued: "I will announce the rules of the game. Everyone, write your name and the amount of compensation you are willing to pay on the paper. 2 yuan is the lowest price I can accept. If it is less than 2 yuan, you don't need to write it down.

"You write your own, you are not allowed to read other people's, and you are not allowed to show it to others. You are not allowed to speak, and you are not allowed to communicate with each other in any form.

"As soon as I find someone who violates the rules - even if it's just suspected - I'm sorry, you will be disqualified from the game.

"After you finish writing, hand the paper directly to me. I will sort your quotations from high to low, and the top five will make a deal. You will hand over the money in one hand and the letter of understanding in the other. I'm sorry for the latter ones because they are not sincere enough. , I'm afraid your child will have to go through investigation and trial, leaving a criminal record."

While explaining the rules, Yan Jiangchi gave everyone paper and pens. Don't give them any chance to question or refuse.

Some people finally reacted and protested: "Aren't you asking us to kill each other?"

Yan Jiangchi said: "You don't have to write it."

He walked directly to the man and grabbed the paper and pen in front of him.

The man hurriedly covered it with his hands, "No... no... I didn't say it or write it." Yan Jiangchi let go and kindly said, "Stop talking. Talking again is a foul."

The man shut up and nodded.

Yan Jiangchi returned to his seat and turned on the timekeeping function of the clock on his mobile phone.

"I'll give you one minute to think about it. Submit your quotation after one minute. Anyone who fails to submit the quotation within the time limit will be disqualified from the game."

Some people had already started writing, while others were looking around. Their eyes accidentally met Yan Jiangchi's, and they quickly lowered their heads to avoid being judged as a foul.

"There are still 20 seconds." Yan Jiangchi reminded.

Those who were undecided hurriedly wrote down a number.

One minute was up, and Yan Jiangchi received 11 offers. A lot of it.

He read them one by one and commented: "Everyone is very conservative. The maximum amount is not even 100,000. To be honest, I am a little disappointed. But I have always been very trustworthy."

He read out 5 names and announced: "Congratulations on being qualified to compensate me. The others will be eliminated at the end."

The people whose names were read were relieved, and they transferred the money almost with joy. When they took the letter of understanding from Yan Jiangchi, there was no hostility in the "thank you" in their mouths, and they were completely sincere.

Some people even deliberately looked at the six eliminated people, with equal parts pride and sympathy in their eyes.

Sure enough, the management methods of those chicken thieves can be used by many companies and even regarded as a guide, which makes sense. Yan Jiangchi once heard a theory, which roughly means that when you want to manage a group of people, as long as you divide them into three, six, or nine grades, they will themselves crazily involute in order to improve their class.

Now, the six people who were eliminated at the bottom are rolling up.

Someone made a suggestion: "How much they spent, I would be willing to pay the same..."

Yan Jiangchi immediately caught his blind spot and said, "So you can afford a high price. Why were you reluctant just now?"

The man was speechless.

Someone said: "Let's do it again! We...I didn't have experience just now. This time I will definitely...definitely give you a price that satisfies you."

Someone echoed: "Yes, we have to give it another try."

Yan Jiangchi glanced around and looked at the six people one by one.

"You six, all want to try again?"

Five people nodded, but the remaining one, who was dressed the simplest and had the most weathered face, looked like a worker at the lowest level, hesitated and did not dare to nod.

She had already spent everything she had in the last round of bidding, and there was really no room for more.

Yan Jiangchi waved his hand and ignored the woman's embarrassment, "Okay, I'll give you six another chance.

“The highest bid just now was 8.8, and this time I will use it as the base price. If it is lower than 8.8, there is no need to bid.

"The rules are the same as before. You write your own and no communication is allowed. I don't need to emphasize it anymore, right?

"This time, the top four quotes can be traded with me. As for the bottom two, I'm sorry, I can't help you."

The quotes Yan Jiangchi received this time are as follows:

First place: 35

Second place: 20

Third place: 20

Fourth place: 20

Fifth place: 20

Sixth place: 2.5

Apparently the sixth one was the desperate simple woman with tears in her eyes.

Yan Jiangchi announced: "It seems that you have all learned wisely this time. Except for the first place, the other five people all quoted 20. Since the prices are the same, I have to count you all to make a deal."

(End of this chapter)