Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 137 The first step, cleverly save money

   "Mystery?" Cai Yun frowned even tighter.

"Yes. I took a professional course called "Entrepreneurial Culture" in my undergraduate course. I mentioned an academic point of view, to the effect that if the leader of a company wants to maintain authority, then the first thing is to maintain a sense of distance , creating a sense of mystery.”

  People are often in awe of the unknown. When the "leader" is in an unknown state to the "leader", it is also the easiest time to be led.

"Secondly, President Shen took office, but he didn't make any adjustments to the rules and regulations or personnel arrangements. Although Xiao Guicao followed suit, it shouldn't be changed at all. For example, when a dynasty collapses and a new regime is established, Do we still have to abide by the old rules of the previous dynasty?"

  Even if there is no drastic action, those that should be pruned are unreasonably left intact. unless…

   Those in power have bigger plans!

   Cai Yun and Miao Miao looked at each other in shock.

  For a long time, "...well, I guessed wildly too! I read too many biographies of entrepreneurs, so it's easy to make conspiracy theories..." Miao Miao playfully stuck out her tongue to cover up the embarrassment in her expression.

  Cai Yun sighed softly, took her hand, and patted it lightly twice as if in relief, "We, Miao Miao, are better than most people here, so, sister, I believe your speculation."

   Miao Miao's eye sockets felt hot, and she hummed, with a strong nasal voice, but her smile was still so sweet and warm.

   "You will meet Bole, you will."

  …

  Shen Yu spent another two days reading and digesting the personal information of the thirty-two employees in the company.

  She picked up the cup and waited until it was brought to her mouth, only to find it was empty.

  The bottled water in the office just ran out, so she got up and walked towards the tea room...

   "Mr. Shen invited us for afternoon tea yesterday, guess how much it was?" The woman smiled mysteriously.

   "Six hundred?"

   "Nine hundred?"

   "One thousand and two?"

   "Wrong, wrong, wrong, all wrong! Including the delivery fee and packaging fee, it's a total of three thousand!"

   "Isn't it? It's just a few cakes, a few boxes of macarons, and a few plates of fruit, so it's so expensive? It's worth half a month's salary..."

   "Look at how promising you are! A few thousand dollars is nothing to a wealthy daughter, and it's not enough to run a SPA."

   "Hey, do you think Mr. Shen will continue to invite us this afternoon?"

   "Good idea! Do you really think that such good things happen every day?"

   "Why can't I have it? Anyway, the young lady has a lot of money, so she doesn't spend it in vain!"

   "Cough!"

   "Ahem!"

   "What? What are you coughing for? Anyway, I'm not the only one who thinks this way. They don't need that little money, and I just use it to comfort everyone. What's wrong?"

  "Mr. Shen! Are you also here to fetch water?" Seeing that her words became more and more outrageous, another woman bit the bullet and shouted in the direction of the door.

  The woman who spoke so much before was stiff and sweating profusely, and she didn't even have the courage to look back.

  Shen Yu hummed lightly, walked in and stopped in front of the water dispenser.

  The sound of the water gradually filling the empty cup became particularly obvious in the silent room, like a dull hammer hitting everyone's hearts.

   "You guys continue." After leaving this sentence, Shen Yu turned and left.

Since then, there has never been a free lunch table or delicious afternoon tea. Even the original seven drinks in the tea room have been reduced to three because of Shen Wan's words, namely purified water, scented tea, coffee, and the rest. All orange juice, apple juice, and milk tea were taken off the shelves.

  The amazing thing is that everyone didn't show any dissatisfaction, and in Shen Yu's eyes, there were only four words to describe this kind of silence—Guilt of conscience!

While everyone was condemning whoever offended Mr. Shen with his outspokenness, no one thought about who would benefit the most from the fact that an afternoon tea would save 60% of the future expenses of the tea room By?

   Who will benefit the most?

   I am!

   The second update is here, tomorrow's update will still be at twelve o'clock in the evening!

  (end of this chapter)