A life of financial freedom

Chu Fang's brain was about to explode in the morning, so he went downstairs to eat during lunch.

When he arrived at the elevator entrance, many employees made way for him as soon as they saw him, and the employees in the elevator also came out to let the boss go first.

After going downstairs, Chu Fang randomly found a fast food restaurant with two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, which cost a total of 35 yuan. Although it was expensive, it was quite cost-effective in the financial center of Shanghai.

After all, a glass of water here costs more than 100 yuan.

Chu Fang was eating when he saw the receptionist Pan Pan in front of him. He hooked his finger, and the latter pointed at him. The former nodded, and Pan Pan walked over slowly: "Mr. Chu, what do you want?"

"Sit down."

Pan Pan sat down with him. Chu Fang drank the tomato and egg soup, which was light and watery with few tomatoes and eggs. He asked softly: "What do you think about layoffs?"

"Ask me?" Pan Pan opened her mouth, "I'm just a receptionist, I don't know anything."

"You don't know anything, so I'll be the first to fire you."

"Ah?" Pan Pan couldn't help but make a sound, and the company employees next to him immediately perked up.

Chu Fang looked around, and those employees who wanted to eavesdrop suddenly closed their ears, and even dared not sit next to them. Then he continued to ask; "Tell me, if you speak well, I won't fire you."

Pan Pan was silent for a moment, lowered his head and said: "I don't know, the company has its own plans and development methods, and we employees are just workers, we have no status in front of the company, and we can only let the company go. I'm actually okay, I didn't buy a house and get married, but many colleagues in the company have car loans and mortgages, and they have children. Once laid off, those colleagues really don't know what to do..."

After listening, Chu Fang couldn't eat anymore, pushed the rice plate and went to the company, and Pan Pan was about to leave, but the fast food restaurant waiter stopped her: "Miss, you haven't paid yet."

"I paid."

"The gentleman you chatted with didn't pay."

"..."

Back in the company, Chu Fang collapsed on the sofa again, his eyes were dull, thinking about how to deal with such a thing.

There was really no other way, so he called all the company's management to a meeting and asked them to give him a suggestion.

But he was disappointed that there was no useful suggestion.

Most of the management agreed to lay off employees, only Kang Bo and a few managers hesitated. The former group of people were serious elites, with high salaries and bonuses, and they could no longer empathize with ordinary people, while the latter group of people could not come up with effective methods.

Until night fell, it was almost eight o'clock, and no effective method was discussed.

Chu Fang was the first to leave the meeting room. When he walked out, he saw that the whole company was brightly lit, and the company's employees and subordinates were working hard, and their eyes were dodging when they saw him.

He clapped his hands and motioned to everyone to look: "Everyone has been very busy recently. I thank everyone for their hard work. Let me treat everyone to a big meal."

As soon as the voice fell, there was sparse applause, and it seemed to cater to Chu Fang, the applause suddenly increased.

Chu Fang chose a star-rated hotel. Halfway through the meal, he stood up. Everyone looked at him and he walked out of the hotel under everyone's gaze.

He left the hotel, sat on the stairs, looked at the prosperous Magic City, and remained silent.

He regretted that he should not have created the company in the first place, so he would not have to bear such great pressure.

"Alas, I asked for trouble." He sighed.

Just then, a subordinate came out of the hotel. He was wearing a suit and had a bald head. Under Chu Fang's surprised eyes, the middle-aged subordinate knelt in front of him and kowtowed: "Boss Chu, I beg you, please don't lay me off. I have parents above me, two children below me, and a mortgage. Once I lose my job, my family will be ruined. Please be kind and beg you."

Chu Fang said; "Get up, get up, a man's knees are gold."

Seeing a middle-aged man of about the same age as Chu's father kneeling down to a young man, Chu Fang felt really bad.

He didn't like others kneeling down to him, as if he was superior to others.

Many employees of the company came out. Kang Bo helped the bald middle-aged man up. Chu Fang took a look around. All the employees of the company were watching and waiting for him to make a decision.

He exhaled: "You all know about the company's affairs. I won't say more. I have two choices. Choice one, the company starts to lay off more than 50 colleagues. I promise that my compensation will not be reduced; choice two, you brainstorm how to find your own value and keep your position."

Although Chu Fangfu has been rich for five or six years and has seen many big scenes, in essence, he is a freshly graduated college student. His major is not management, but interior design. He really doesn't know how to deal with thisthing.

He thought about it for a whole day but didn't know how to deal with it, so he simply left it to these subordinates and employees to think about it and deal with their own affairs.

If there is a solution, Chu Fang will not lay off employees, but if there is no solution, then he can't blame him for being cold and ruthless.

Hearing his words, many employees looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

Our employees decide whether to lay off employees?

What a niche text.

Chu Fang patted his butt: "I'll give you three days. I'll come to the company again after three days. I'm leaving."

After that, he went to the front desk to swipe the card to pay the bill, and brought a box of Wahaha by the way. My sister-in-law kept saying that there was no drink in the refrigerator.

It has to be said that a billionaire carrying Wahaha in a Rolls-Royce is a very artistic scene.

The luxury car then disappeared in the busy traffic, and many employees came back to their senses and looked at each other.

"What does Mr. Chu mean by that?"

"I don't understand, but it seems to give us a chance to save ourselves."

"Then... what should we do? Find our own value?"

"I don't understand..."