MTL - Disassembling System: Begin With Scrapyard Alchemy-Chapter 224 New Year's Eve

And Gao Qingyun also took advantage of the situation to release some news.

Originally, using her own resources, she could have been able to target the Red Fang Company, but the process of doing so might be a little longer and it would not attract widespread attention.

The reason why she concentrated so many resources is to kill the chickens and warn the monkeys. On the one hand, she promotes the existence of the Gao Group, and daring to play such small tricks on them is courting death.

On the other hand, it can be regarded as a name for Cheng Xu's company. In the past, I am afraid that there will be no eye-opening juniors who will use these methods against them again.

This blow, even Gao Zhihui is quite recognized, because of the key judgment provided by Cheng Xu last time, they have made great progress in the investigation of the car accident, he also wants to take this opportunity to express his gratitude .

The atmosphere here is surging, but Cheng Xu is still giving out year-end awards in a quiet time.

"Director Shi, this is the year-end bonus distribution standard for this year. You have less than one year of work because you have not worked for one year. Continue to work hard next year!"

After receiving the documents handed over by Cheng Xu, Shi Xiaoya also expressed her thanks with a smile on her face.

She feels that she has gained enough in the six months since she joined the company. Even if this year's year-end bonus is not given out, she has absolutely no complaints.

So I heard Mr. Cheng say that her year-end bonus is relatively small, and she didn't care at all. Her current consciousness is second in the company, and no one dares to say first.

When she opened the document and found her own column, her cherry mouth immediately opened into an O shape.

"Is this what Mr. Cheng sees as much?"

Seeing more than 150,000 and nearly 160,000 clearly written on the watch, she was so surprised that she was speechless.

Fortunately, in terms of amount, only Mr. Cheng and Mr. Huang have more year-end bonuses than herself, otherwise she really doubted that the company would not be able to support them sooner or later.

Ding! A text message beeps.

However, Zhang Ping didn't pick up the phone immediately, but as if he didn't hear it, his fingers quickly tapped the plan on the keyboard.

He feels that his work motivation and efficiency have never been so high. In the previous company, he also felt that he was already a member of the army of lying flat.

Anyway, the salary is so little, I can't save money, and I can't starve to death.

Everyone is getting off work later than who, but when the leader leaves, who is still working? It's all just messing around with time, and he has also learned to slow down his work progress. Since leaders like to pay attention to their working hours, let him do it well.

Later, because of his lovelorn, he lost the motivation to stay in the big city, so he returned to his hometown and wanted to lie down further.

Then he found out that the small city turned out to be the same, and the salary was lower, until he saw the recruitment announcement of Qidian company, he admitted, was attracted by the salary.

Before he came in, he also thought that he should use high-intensity workload and time to exchange for high wages. He didn't take the job announcement saying that he worked eight hours a day at all.

It was not until he really started to work and got his salary that he realized that every sentence above was actually true.

So much so that he now feels that he is simply sorry for the boss if he doesn't work during the working hours, and his conscience is a little hard to live with so much money.

Zhang Ping released the mouse, intending to take a sip of coffee to ensure his energy, when he suddenly heard a commotion in the office.

"Fuck, the year-end bonus has been issued. I've only been employed for more than a month, and it turned out to be five figures? Seriously?"

It is not forbidden to discuss salary and treatment in the company. These things are transparent, so they usually compare the salary with their colleagues.

After a short cheering session, everyone consciously entered the working state.

Zhang Ping also glanced at his year-end bonus, 18235.6, um, very good, he decided to stay up until the early morning today to make the plan, not because of the time constraints, but because he couldn't sleep because of excitement.

Originally, he had fled from the big city, but he still felt that he couldn't hold his head up. During the Chinese New Year this year, he didn't know how to deal with those seven aunts and eight aunts.

"Why did you come back? Can't do it anymore?"

"Why did you come back? Did you get dumped by your girlfriend?"

"I told you not to go to the big city long ago. What's wrong with our place? Look, we haven't come back yet."

In his mind, the words corresponding to everyone's voice have even sounded.

He, who had wanted to pretend to be dead, suddenly felt that he could raise his head.

I took classes for more than three months and took nearly 50,000 yuan. I see who has more to say.

Apart from the last annual meeting, this is undoubtedly their second carnival. Now, who of the residents of the nearby town does not know that their company's welfare benefits are good?

There are even many people who are already persuading their struggling children in big cities to go home and work for Qidian Company, which is more exciting than letting them take the public exam.

In the expectation of everyone, the time soon came to the eve of the Spring Festival.

Cheng Xu stayed in the company~www.novelbuddy.com~ and became the last person to leave.

The Spring Festival, for others, is a day of reunion, but for him, it is a bit at a loss.

When grandpa was there, he felt like home, although there were not many people, but he also had a New Year's flavor.

He was on the windowsill of the company corridor, saying goodbye to one employee after another, inexplicably melancholy growing in his heart.

Suddenly, he saw Huang Junjie downstairs waving at him with his mobile phone, and the phone rang at the same time.

"First Clan"

"Why are you not leaving yet? Are you really planning to accompany the security guard on duty?"

Huang Junjie's tone was still as cheap as ever, and suddenly his sentimental mood became a lot.

He replied with a smile:

"What's the hurry, I have nothing to do when I go back."

"Why don't you have anything to do? As the boss of the company, can't you make your plans for next year clearly?"

I work overtime during the Chinese New Year? Cheng Xu was about to scold him when he heard him continue:

"Okay, I'm joking with you, by the way, don't forget to come to my house for the New Year's Eve dinner at noon on New Year's Eve! My mother has been talking about it for a long time, so I have to invite you, the great god, Mr. Cheng, you don't want to let me I have no face in front of my parents, do I?"

Cheng Xu was a little dumbfounded, and at the same time felt a little warm in his heart. In fact, it was not the first time for him to go to Huang Junjie's house for the New Year.

When he was young, he actually went there often. At that time, he didn't understand anything anyway, and he often went to Huang Junjie's house to play, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

Later, I was a little older, maybe it was puberty, maybe I heard other people's gossip, and my mind was more sensitive, and I didn't want to go anymore.

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

He just wants to follow his own heart now.