Chapter 243: The Smelling of Wine and Meat in Zhumen and the Frozen Bones on the Road
"Huang Gong, congratulations!" Wang Yewei came over and said congratulations.
He knew how much money Huang Ying had received last month, and he also knew how much performance bonus Huang Ying had received from the two design drawings.
To put it bluntly, the company made the two design drawings she made into finished products, and the company made objective profits. As a product designer, she also received objective design fees.
And this is only at this stage, according to the boss, it will continue to be given in the future.
Wang Yewei also knows that in some companies that engage in design and research, once you make some research and design results, even if the company makes money from these results, you will only be given a negligible bonus, not like Jingtong Development.
This is how a limited company shares profits with its employees.
He whispered: "Huang Gong, Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. is really good, and the boss is also a good boss who is willing to give money. With your ability, I think if our company has the first person with a monthly income of over 10,000
, I think that can only be you."
When Huang Ying heard the words 'monthly income over 10,000', her breathing became thicker. She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and said, "I really don't dare to think about it."
"That's right, Huang Gong. You are relying on your own ability to make a living. The boss thinks you should use the money to do a good job and design more products. The boss will not let you suffer." Wang Yewei's reminder was enough.
Theoretically speaking, salary slips are confidential. If the boss didn't tell it deliberately and wanted to use high wages to encourage others to work hard, the boss would never tell it.
But as Wang Yewei is the head of the human resources department, he is very clear about employee wages in the company.
After Xia Zejiang got his salary slip, he looked at it again and again. He never expected that he would get more than 2,200 yuan after working for such a short time. Although he worked overtime for 4 hours every day, he would just have fun without working overtime. Who would
I won't give you money to spend casually.
"Well, I have to call my mother and tell Jiayi." Xia Zejiang was thinking about this.
He was very busy now. Others quickly returned to work after receiving their pay slips. He was too embarrassed to call now, thinking that it would not be too late to call him in the evening.
Xia Zekai and his two daughters had a meal at Pan Qin's house at noon.
In the afternoon, after eating and drinking, the three of them left.
Yatou and Tongtong had been playing all morning and were very tired. They started to feel sleepy after eating at noon. Xia Zekai also gave up the idea of continuing to play with them and drove them home directly.
Before they arrived at the community, the two sisters lay down on the seats in the second row and began to take a nap.
When Xia Zekai saw this, he didn't dare to drive any faster. He lowered the speed again and again, reaching about 40 miles, and walked slowly home.
After finally driving back to the community and parking the car, Xia Zekai shook Tongtong and Yatou's shoulders. They both groaned without waking up, so he simply stopped calling them.
First he carried one upstairs, took off her shoes and let her lie on the bed, then quickly came down and took the other one out, and then locked the car door with the key.
Just these two times, he was sweating. He turned on the air conditioner in the bedroom and pushed the air outlet of the air conditioner upward. Seeing that the two girls were fast asleep, Xia Zekai looked at their peaceful smiling faces,
I don't know what I thought of, so I giggled happily for a while, and then I went to wash my face.
Seeing that they showed no signs of waking up, he went to the second bedroom, turned on the computer, and browsed the recent real-time news online. There was nothing too eye-catching. There were divorces in the fandom, and news about cheating only appeared sporadically.
, it wasn’t as commonplace as it was later, and there were still old artists supporting it, so on the surface it looked relatively ‘clean’.
Xia Zekai opened Sina again, thinking about Bian Ning's call invitation. Weibo will have a press conference in the middle of this month. There should be news now, right?
But I opened Sina and searched around, but there was no relevant information. Xia Zekai was speechless. Doesn’t Weibo belong to Sina?
They are all from the same mother, so at least give them some resources in advance.
When Xia Zekai was complaining at the computer desk, there was a sound of the door opening outside. He was still wondering who opened the door, and then his wife shouted: "Zekai, you are at home."
"I just came back not long ago. Why did you come back so early today?" Xia Zekai was puzzled and didn't even lift his butt.
Luo Xiyun said: "It's the weekend today, are you stupid?"
"I know it's the weekend. Won't your leaders come to inspect tomorrow and you won't work overtime today?" Xia Zekai asked her.
Luo Xiyun felt powerless to explain. She said, "I voluntarily worked overtime today. It's good that I can stay in the factory until now. You want me to come back after dark."
"Where are Yatou and Tongtong?" Luo Xiyun glanced at the closed bedroom door and said, "Are they two asleep?"
"I just fell asleep. I took them to move Sister Pan in the morning. They were tired from playing." Xia Zekai said.
Luo Xiyun ignored him and went directly to the bedroom. She felt relieved when she saw her two daughters sleeping soundly.
He grabbed a new set of loose pajamas and a bath towel and said, "Look at the two of them. I'm going to take a bath. I've been leaning in the workshop for a long time and I'm covered in sweat."
"Daughter-in-law, why don't you let me rub your back?" Xia Zekai took the opportunity to talk nonsense.
Luo Xiyun simply made a 'poof' sound and said: "Get out of here and ask for a beating, don't you? Be careful, I'll break your lameness."
Xia Zekai immediately felt a small cool breeze blowing over him, and he remained calm for a while.
Not long after, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. The sound of running water flowed into Xia Zekai's heart. He felt as if he had grown hair, thinking that I was sweating. Now go and wash my face.
Question?
"There shouldn't be a big problem." Xia Zekai had a complicated ideological struggle in his heart. Finally, with a mean smile on his face, he ignored the computer, stood up, and followed the sound of water.
Not long after, there was a frightened shout, then curses, and then only the sound of running water and rapid breathing...
After Xia Zejiang got off work in the evening, before he returned home, he called his mother Zhou Yinghong outside.
"Mom, I paid my salary, more than 2,200 yuan!"
Zhou Yinghong was startled and asked him: "Zejiang, aren't you working at your brother's place? Why did you get so much? Did your brother give you too much?"
"I worked overtime, and I got a bonus, and everyone else also got it, but it's not my brother who takes care of me." Xia Zejiang felt that he had to clarify this fact, otherwise his mother would have a big misunderstanding, and then said: "Mom,
I earned this by working overtime until after eight o'clock every night, and my brother ran away after three o'clock in the afternoon and couldn't find anyone."
"..." Zhou Yinghong always felt that there was something in her middle child's words, but she didn't seem to catch it.
When Xia Zejiang called his girlfriend Shen Jiayi again and told him about the salary payment, Shen Jiayi was so surprised that she didn't know what to say.
…
It's the beginning of a new week. Xia Zekai took Yatou and Tongtong out. He first sent them to Qiyun Kindergarten and handed them over to Teacher Shi Rui.
He said hello to the old security guard Wang Deshun, and when he was about to leave, Wang Deshun stopped him: "Xiao Xia, wait a moment, I want to ask you something."
"Old Wang, whatever happens, you can tell me." Xia Zekai looked at the embarrassed expression on his face, not knowing what was going on.
Wang Deshun said a little coyly: "Xiao Xia, are you still recruiting people in your factory? They can do any job."
In his heart, he was actually quite embarrassed to ask Xia Zekai for help.
He felt that his relationship with Xia Zekai was a pure friendship. What was even more gratifying was that Xia Zekai would bring him a pack of cigarettes from time to time.
He felt that since he was begging him to do something this time, the friendship between the two of them that spanned a generation was a bit impure and had become utilitarian.
But when he thought that his son was now unemployed and at home, and his daughter-in-law was making trouble at home all day long, he felt uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he decided to ask before asking.
"Old Wang, tell me who he is." Xia Zekai didn't feel superior to others. He was quite curious about who Wang Deshun was working for.
With a helpless expression on Wang Deshun's face, he said: "He is not the unsatisfactory son in my family who can never get into trouble. The leaders of other factories look down on him. He lost his job after working in three jobs. My daughter-in-law dislikes him.
I don’t seek advancement when I go to work, and now I don’t even have a place to work, so I just quarrel with him at home all day long. My son is stupid and it’s hard to find a job..."
"I'm thinking that if you are still recruiting people, if you have any menial jobs, give them a try. Xiaoxia, I owe you a favor. Do you think it's okay?"
Listening to Wang Deshun's emotion, Xia Zekai felt a little sad. It's not easy to be a parent. For the sake of children and grandchildren, he risked his old face again when he got old: "Old Wang, let him come, my factory is in Xinhua
At the intersection of Nanyun Road and Nanyun Road, if you pass by, you will see a 'Jingtong Food Factory' sign on the roadside. After you tell him about it, just ask him to find me."
"Please keep my mobile phone number." Xia Zekai asked him specifically.
With gratitude on his face, Wang Deshun nodded hurriedly and said, "I know, I remember it all."
"Okay, then your son will still be free today and tomorrow. I won't be in the factory after three o'clock in the afternoon." Xia Zekai gave another instruction.
He pointed to the kindergarten and said, "I have to pick them up in the afternoon."
"I know, then I'll ask him to wait at your factory tomorrow morning." Wang Deshun said a time.
Xia Zekai responded: "Then I'll leave first. I have to go to the factory as soon as possible."
…
While Xia Zekai was running to the factory, the car from Qicheng Adli Co., Ltd. to pick up the head of the head office had already set off.
There were two GL8s, one in titanium gray and one in dark blue, followed by a high-end minibus.
Qi Jiahui was sitting on the titanium gray GL8 in front. She was still quite nervous. She didn't know whether her boss was satisfied or dissatisfied with her management. The more she paid attention to it, the more she cared about it. Suddenly, she felt confused.
From Qicheng to Zhoucheng small airport, we took the expressway directly and it only took an hour to get there. At this time, there were only two helicopters parked at the small airport.
On the other side, in the factory, under the leadership of production director Fan Yiping, a group of department managers have been patrolling the factory, fearing that something might go wrong somewhere.
"Everyone, Mr. Qi today is very important to us. No matter what your reasons are, cheer up. If the big boss comes later and finds out the problem, whose area will be responsible
"We will deal with it resolutely to the end." Fan Yiping looked serious.
People like Luo Xiyun, Hu Yaomin, Huang Yizhong, Jing Yunlong, Jiang Xiao, Zhang Zhangnian and others all cheered up. Even though they had a lot of complaints in their hearts, they knew the severity and did not dare to make mistakes at this time.
"Mr. Fan, Mr. Qi should have picked up someone, is it almost there?" Zhang Zhangnian asked.
Fan Yiping checked his cell phone, but there was no movement. He had communicated with Qi Jiahui.
After Qi Jiahui picked up the person, it was definitely impossible to call him in front of the big boss and tell him. She would call his mobile phone at that time, but it would not connect, which meant that she had picked up the person and was walking back.
As he was talking, the mobile phone in Fan Yiping's hand buzzed and vibrated. When he saw that it was Qi Jiahui calling, Fan Yiping quickly said: "Mr. Qi has picked up the people and gone back. Everyone, let's not get together.
Let's get back to your posts as soon as possible. When we start moving to the workshop later, I will send a message to the QQ management group, and you will be responsible for introducing the general situation wherever you go."
"Is there no problem with English?" Fan Yiping asked again specifically.
In fact, he has already communicated with these department managers and asked them to communicate normally in English, and there is no problem at all.
Luo Xiyun and the others immediately separated and each returned to their own areas.
After Luo Xiyun returned, he checked around the quality department area to confirm that there was nothing wrong, and then returned to the office and waited.
At this time, the waiting time seemed to pass very slowly. After finally waiting for about an hour, Luo Xiyun was thinking about how long it would take for the people from the headquarters to arrive.
Then, there was no movement, neither the mobile phone nor the landline.
Luo Xiyun thought to herself: "Is it possible that the adults haven't arrived yet?"
At this time, in the front office area of Qicheng Aideli Co., Ltd., Qi Jiahui and Fan Yiping met and were walking with a group of foreigners with blond hair, blue eyes or other hair colors to visit the office area.
There were both men and women in this group of foreigners, but you could tell that they were surrounding a pair of similar-looking men and women in the middle, forming a faint encirclement.
There are several tall and strong male foreigners scattered in a circle on the periphery, but they maintain close contact with each other.
They are all bodyguards.
The man and woman in the middle are the son David and daughter Laura, the contemporary heads of the Edley family. They are in charge of the company management, operations and personnel power of the Edley family respectively. They are the clear successors to the next generation and full-fledged figures with real power.
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After walking around the office, Fan Yiping thought they were about to enter the workshop, so he thought about sending a notification to the management group to let them prepare in advance.
Unexpectedly, Qi Jiahui grabbed his sleeve, shook his head at him, and then said softly: "Stop reading, just take a car through the workshop gate and circle around, then go out from the north gate of the warehouse, and go directly to the airport.
Wei and Laura have to rush to Shanghai to attend the Adria Pacific meeting."
"..." Fan Yiping felt that his ears must be broken and he was experiencing auditory hallucinations.
He thought this was the craziest sentence.
"Don't read it?" he asked again.
Qi Jiahui nodded heavily: "I won't read anymore."
When she saw the female foreigner Laura waving to her, Qi Jiahui knew that they were leaving. Although she had not yet shown her 'management results' to the two bosses, she knew that she was not responsible if she had nothing to do.
She thinks this is good.
The titanium gray GL8 and the dark blue GL8 drove over again. David and Laura were surrounded by bodyguards and other people and got directly into the car. Others also got into the minibus behind them one after another, and then in the office
While people were watching, three cars entered from the west gate of the workshop, went all the way north around the main road leading from the north to the south of the workshop, without stopping or slowing down in the middle, and passed through the north gate of the warehouse. Qi Jiahui and Fan Yipinger
I accompanied a group of people from the head office to Zhoucheng Airport.
It took at most twenty minutes, but all the staff of Qicheng Aideli Co., Ltd. were busy for a whole month and a half, spending millions, but in the end they were not allowed to stay even for one more look, and then left again.
Luo Xiyun and the others waited and waited, but there was no movement at all.
Someone sent a message in the QQ group established in advance, asking: "Mr. Fan, has anyone from the head office arrived?"
There has been no reply, and some people thought they were busy there.
Then after waiting for about ten minutes, Fan Yiping replied a message in the group: "Mr. Qi and I are on the highway to Zhoucheng. We will send David and Laura to Zhoucheng Airport and then come back."
The group was quiet for a while, and then the situation exploded: "Mr. Fan, don't the leaders of the head office read this?"
"We have just cleaned, and the equipment has been replaced with new ones. It has been a month since we started cleaning..." This is what Yue Haiquan, the young director of the production department, asked. He was holding back his breath, thinking about the leaders of the head office.
During the inspection, if you perform well, you will know that all your enthusiasm is gone.
"Director Yue, wouldn't it be better to see it? You have to find a lot of problems, right!" Fan Yiping's tone became angry.
He was even more angry, and he had been working overtime for more than a month. Who knew that in the end, he would get such an anticlimactic result, and he couldn't accept it for a while.
If I had known this, it would have been better to donate those millions under a different name than to continue doing these useless things.
It's true that the wealthy family is full of wine and meat, and the bones are frozen to death on the road!
sorrow!
sorrow!!
Luo Xiyun glanced at the messages in the group, then at the content of the chat, and finally threw a black notebook on the table with a bang, hitting the small whiteboard opposite.
Several people outside the office didn't know what happened to their manager, Luo, or why he was so angry, and they didn't dare to ask.
After Luo Xiyun calmed down, she thought over and over again and called her husband Xia Zekai and said: "Zekai, do you think some people are so anxious because they have too much money that they fly out for a walk when they have nothing to do?
If you are rich, it must be great to treat a group of people like fools!"
