Please make money.

"you--"

"It seems that there is no problem in this regard. I have already written it down. Do you have any other questions?"

"If it's fake, I'll pay you ten times - five times is fine! Otherwise, I'll buy all your washing machines and then apply for a refund!"

"This kind of transaction will be suspected of money laundering, please don't do such a strange thing."

Alia didn't even blink: "If you have nothing to do, please don't disturb me while I'm serving other customers. I'm afraid my supervisor will misunderstand if you keep calling me back like this."

After saying that, Alia hung up the phone and put a question mark behind one of the customer after-sales contact information next to her.

Who can tell the difference between legal and illegal, reasonable rights protection and professional anti-counterfeiting, normal claims and malicious claims?

However, I will always defend consumers who use legal weapons to protect their rights. The law will protect those who fight for their rights.

Alia, who was crying, looked at the backstage ratings. She didn't know how her previous one-star review had been modified by a few kind-hearted customers, and they also left stereotyped positive reviews, saying that children would like it very much and it could be used for sensitive skin, blah blah.

It's so funny, but I can't laugh to death. Although the customer service evaluation text message measure has effectively regulated the problem of customer service causing high blood pressure, the good reviews are all begged for.

It is obvious that these supervisions and after-sales evaluations have become an idealized process of going through each other's procedures. They are of little significance and only increase power consumption.

"But there are still many kind-hearted people. It's true that Chinese people are too gentle."

Ailia shook her head. Although the group was indeed embarrassed and bleeding, the price of the new model of washing machine was 2,000 yuan higher than the previous one. It was a classic model with large sales volume and mature design. But in the final analysis, wasn't it all caused by quality issues?

Unexpectedly, with just this little bit of performance, consumers forgave the company and even gave comments such as "very reassuring after-sales service" and "good service attitude".

Shouldn't you just call after-sales service and curse?

Ailia felt that her plan might have a slight deviation. Would consumers think that the after-sales service of Air Appliances was acceptable and forgive it directly?

But the problem is not big. The real dishonesty is not in giving back to consumers. Smashing the washing machine in front of the group’s gate is really embarrassing.

She looked at her watch and suddenly realized that time passed so quickly when she was working so hard. After a while of busy work, it was already noon.

"Good, time to get off work."

After turning off the computer in front of her, Alia got up and left without any hesitation.

The colleague next to him looked up and saw why the little girl on the partition ran away.

"Wait a minute!" The colleague's sister kindly called her: "Xiao Ai, where are you going?"

"Get off work, it's half past eleven." Alia pointed at her watch with a puzzled look on her face: "Is my watch fast?"

This shouldn't happen. This is a Casio F91W. The timer for making bombs is accurate to the second. There shouldn't be any problems before it runs out of power.

"Shh! Keep your voice down!" The colleague's sister grabbed her clothes and said, "The supervisor will be here soon!"

"Supervisor?" Alia thought of the guy she had called a bug before. The other party seemed to have forgotten about her and hadn't found fault with her in the past few days.

Of course, it might be more appropriate the other way around - I haven't had the time to pick a fight with him these past few days...

"Yeah, he wants to see who leaves work early, especially at noon and in the evening!"

"What do you mean by leaving get off work early? Isn't it the company's rule to leave work at 11: and rest until : in the afternoon before going back to work?"

Ailia even felt that it was a bit short. Two hours was fine for children who were not doing anything productive and just wanted to study. They could take a break after dinner and then adjust to class.

But if there really is a worker who needs to cook and take care of children at home, the two hours will have to be subtracted from the commuting time, leaving no time at all to take care of the family.

Of course, most young workers don’t have families to take care of. They are currently in a state where one person can feed the whole family. Their biggest anxiety during the two hours at noon may be why the takeaway hasn’t arrived yet…

After talking with her colleague's sister for a while, Ailia suddenly understood why everyone seemed to be in a mixed state of wanting to get off work but not wanting to get off work.

It turns out that in the supervisor's view, the company's off-get off work hours are an initiative, not a rigid rule, and everyone should have a heart dedicated to the company.

In other words, those who leave work early are definitely not good people, and those who stay late and work overtime are definitely good employees.

Just as Ailia was about to say something, her colleague, who was very observant, let go of her and went back to work.

Looking at the way he's typing on the keyboard to give feedback to the customer service, he's probably going to take away other colleagues' work, responding to eight customers' questions by himself.

Alia turned her head and saw the supervisor, holding her belly, staggering into the workshop. There was an unprecedented harmony and progress between the cubicles.

The satisfied supervisor nodded repeatedly, and then as he nodded, he realized something was wrong. Why was there an extra person in front of him?

He looked at Alia and recognized who this guy was at a glance - wasn't this the young man who slammed the table and announced the recall of the washing machine?

Of course, now we can’t call them foolish, but we should call them farsighted and farsighted, because the group has really decided to recall the washing machines...

Although he still hasn't figured out the other party's identity, but coincidence plus coincidence can only mean it's not a coincidence. He is not going to embarrass this little girl.

"Ahem..." He was just thinking about saying a few polite words, but unexpectedly the other party crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, and took the initiative.

"Supervisor, is it working time or off-duty time now?"

"What do you mean?" The supervisor was stunned. What's wrong with your harsh tone? What's the meaning of your critical look?

"If it's work time now, why are you hanging around here? Huh? Have you finished your work? Do you have nothing else to do so you can just walk around?"

"No, I...you..." The supervisor panicked, looked around, and then pointed at the wall clock: "Get off work! It's time to get off work now!"

"Oh, is that so? Then you move aside." Alia took out a very cute lunch box from behind her back and said, "I'm going to the cafeteria to get food. There will be lion's head for lunch."

"...?"

026-Is Lei Zong also infected? For "Black Tiger Afu 11/16

Aaliyah is like a psychopath.

To be more precise, he's like a psychopath who won 50 million and comes to work just to have fun arguing with his boss.

This kind of person is so upright and her actions are consistent with her words that no matter how much you hate her, you have to admit that she is not easy to mess with.

The supervisor was one of them. He was embarrassed, but at the same time, he wondered if the girl really had a serious illness or some powerful background.

...and with an intern salary of just a few thousand yuan, there's really no need for them to work so hard for you, right?

The supervisor looked at the heads of people popping out from their workstations one after another, like gophers, and finally he regained his orientation.

Look, look! They all have wives, children, and parents, right? They are very afraid of me!

The supervisor coughed and stamped his feet, glanced around, snorted again, and walked away as if nothing had happened.

The moles' heads shrank back into their workstations, as if nothing had happened, and the busy sounds were still busy, as if they had never stopped.

After a long moment, another head popped out and someone poked a colleague: "Hey - hey!"

"what happened?"

"Why is that new little sister so arrogant?"

"I don't know... maybe his family is rich?"

"No, I heard her mention it before. Her parents are gone, so she has nothing to worry about. She's all alone at home."

"Hiss - no wonder the supervisor doesn't dare to provoke her, who would dare to do that?"

Almost the only shackles that restrain young people are the sense of family moral responsibility they are born with.

Before you get married and start a family, there are your parents and elders. After you get married and start a family, there are your children and partner - plus double the number of elders.

But if a young person is alone and has no worries, then he really has no fear of wearing shoes even if he is barefoot.

Anyone who messes with her has to consider how important his or her household registration is before messing with her. Even if these things are extreme, how can we guarantee that she won't go to extremes if she's been lonely for half her life?

While everyone sympathized with Xiao Ai, they also silently labeled her as "untouchable", and then the topic turned to the difficult point of this afternoon in an unusually tacit understanding.

“…Is the lion’s head delicious?”

……

……

"It's delicious. Look at this meat. It's very standard pork leg meat, 30% fat and 70% lean, with diced water chestnuts mixed in..."

Alia said as she used chopsticks to pick up an extra-large meatball. "And this chef has a special skill - have you discovered this?"

"what is this?"

"Miantou crumbs!" Ailia pointed at the ingredients inside: "He first cuts it into small pieces, then coarsely chop it into pieces, and finally adds the mantou crumbs to stir it up."

As she spoke, Alia stuffed the meatball into her mouth and said vaguely, "And it's paired with the best rice wine. The fragrance is not only in the meat, but also in the soup. This is the work of a top Shandong cuisine chef..."

Lei Fan blinked and subconsciously looked at the window where Alia had served her food before.

If I remember correctly, when my wife was still alive, she seemed to have praised the chef as a great Shandong cuisine chef.

"This chef is definitely losing money by doing this. He needs an hour to make the soup alone. How can such a chef run a canteen?"

Why? Of course, it was because Mr. and Mrs. Ai also ate in the cafeteria before.

Lei Fan looked at the Yangzhou fried rice in front of him. He said that he used to be curious why Yangzhou fried rice came from the window of Cantonese cuisine.

When I was still an intern, it was my wife who brought me here for my first meal. She said there were two kinds of Yangzhou fried rice, and the one in the cafeteria was Cantonese style.

The earliest people to use the name Yangzhou fried rice were actually Cantonese restaurants. The so-called Yangzhou refers to the raw materials of Yangzhou flavor, that is, shrimp and sea cucumber, but in fact, the real flavor of Cantonese Yangzhou fried rice is barbecued pork...

"So, the authentic Cantonese Yangzhou fried rice is just egg fried rice with shrimp and barbecued pork - come, Auntie will treat you this time, and when you get your salary in the future, you must also treat Auntie to a big meal... Oh, what's that expression on your face, do you think Auntie will make you bleed a lot? Don't worry, Auntie will make the company cafeteria very big in the future, and there will be a lot of delicious food, you will be blessed, but the price will not change unless the company goes bankrupt."

The gentle woman in my memory pushed the plate of food towards me, indicating that I should not be so reserved. From today on, I would be able to be self-reliant.

Life will only get better and better, and there will be more and more delicious food. This staff meal is just the beginning of a better life.

Lei Fan's vision was a little blurry, his nose was sore, and he was choking with emotion that was hard to swallow. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether what was in front of him was reality or memory.

After he wiped away his unshed tears, he was surprised to find that the plate in the hallucination overlapped with the one in front of him. The hand was still pushing the edge of the plate, pushing a plate in front of him, but the dish changed from Shandong cuisine's braised sea cucumber with scallions to Shandong cuisine's four-happiness meatballs.

He looked up in surprise, and then saw that Arya's cheeks were slightly puffed up like a hamster, and she was eating happily.

The latter swallowed the food and gestured at the meatball in confusion: "Try it! It's really delicious! This lion's head!"

"…These are Four Joy Meatballs, Miss."

"Lion's head is four-happiness meatballs, and four-happiness meatballs are lion's head - what's the difference? Eat!"

"So, why am I here?" Lei Fan sighed slightly. He felt like he was almost becoming the young lady's assistant.

Although I don't object, how can an intern call his boss in the next department in the middle of the day and say, "There are so many people lining up at the restaurant window, come and help me get food?" Is this something an intern would do?

"Look, you are so greedy that you are about to cry - eat it, eat it, it is too big, I am almost full."

You ate three in one go, and also finished a plate of dry-fried beef noodles, a bowl of mushroom soup, and half a roasted chicken. It would be more surprising if you were so full now.

"Oh, the cafeteria is really great. It's a bit expensive, but the taste is really good..."

"The chefs in the canteen are all subsidized. They were hired from all over the country and signed a five-year contract."

Lei Fan ate in silence, his voice a little low: "Madam said at the time that everyone had worked very hard and couldn't suffer in life, so the operation of the canteen has always been at a loss. And because Mr. and Mrs. often bring executives to eat together, the chefs are worried that if they are caught cutting corners, they will have to pay a high penalty, so they have always been very serious."

"Really?" Alia sighed, "It would be perfect if it was cheaper, but considering the quality of this dish, it's not a loss."

"Cheaper?" Lei Fan looked up in confusion: "A single serving of meat costs 10 yuan, is that expensive?"

"10 yuan? Shouldn't it be 45 yuan?" Alia's eyes widened: "The window clerk is cheating me?!"

"...No, maybe not." Lei Fan seemed to have thought of something and took out his work card: "Miss, try using my card to buy some food."

Ailia followed suit and went to buy another one. When she swiped Lei Fan's senior employee card, the deduction page clearly showed a price of 10 yuan.

She came back with the plate and put the three-no-stick dish on the table. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what kind of discrimination? Senior executives are so great? Interns have to pay full price..."

But before she could finish her muttering, she saw Lei Fan silently stand up, his head lowered, the shadow on his forehead covering his face, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

"What's wrong?" Alia picked up the three-no-dip dish and said, "You don't like this? That's great. I'll eat it all—"

"boom------"

Lei Fan picked up a chair, turned around and smashed an empty dining table next to him into pieces.

When he looked up again, this cold-faced young and promising one of the four giants of the group already had bloodshot eyes and a ferocious look.

"A bunch of bastards - who in the logistics department is in charge of the cafeteria?! Get him over here - now! Immediately!!!"

"...?"

027-I see

When the secretary arrived to inquire, the quarrel in the cafeteria had reached a fever pitch.

Alia was holding a bucket of popcorn and watching the fun from a distance with a good view.

Prime Minister Lei pointed at an executive who looked twice his age and cursed him, denouncing his insect-like behavior that went against the original intention of someone to build this cafeteria.