Soon it was time for each company to introduce themselves.

When it was Guo Fengsheng's turn, he was clearly well-prepared. As soon as he stepped onto the stage, he began to speak eloquently, praising the hard work of his employees.

When it came to the final awards ceremony, Guo Fengsheng specifically named and commended the outstanding store managers of Mixue Ice Cream.

Guo Fengsheng was the envy of everyone around him for this recognition.

Each person received a subsidy of 10,000 yuan, plus a 3,000 yuan shopping card from Pang Donglai.

In addition to material rewards, they were given honorary plaques to be displayed in their shops as a collective honor.

This wave of rewards has made many media outlets drool with envy.

"No? They're just giving you over ten thousand?"

"Holy crap! This is a quarterly perk?! Huh?"

"Didn't you see? Those who receive collective honors also get a month's raise as a bonus."

"I heard that people working here make at least 700 a month, and after bonuses, they can probably earn over 1000?"

"What kind of amazing company is this? When will our newspaper give out such an award?!"

Lin Yifeng's award-giving left the people at the surrounding newspaper offices dumbfounded.

In other factories, year-end bonuses are distributed quarterly at Mixue Ice Cream.

If the quarterly bonuses are this generous, what will the year-end bonuses be like?

From then on, Wallace and the newspaper were treated the same; basically, the people who made the most contributions were all given equal rewards.

The shop owners, holding their receipts, couldn't stop smiling as they stepped off the stage.

They never expected that working for Lin Yifeng would result in such generous employee benefits, even though only half the year has passed.

When it was Donglai's turn to go on stage, the flashbulbs went off continuously from the audience.

As the most popular company in Makino City, Donglai, as its leader, naturally attracts the most attention.

Donglai took the microphone and spoke shakily.

"Dear guests..."

"Wait."

Donglai raised his hand and looked at the words written on his palm.

Because I was so nervous, my palms were sweating profusely, and the thank-you speech I had prepared was completely smudged by the sweat.

Xu Qingyi lowered her voice and teased Lin Yifeng on stage.

"Brother Feng, do you believe that Brother Dong has forgotten all the lines he prepared?"

I believe you.

Lin Yifeng smiled and looked at Donglai.

Without his lines, Donglai was completely panicked.

Meanwhile, many of Pang Donglai's employees were already used to Donglai's flustered demeanor.

Many of the young people who were quite familiar with Donglai were also starting to shout from below the stage.

"Brother Dong, just say whatever you want, no need to prepare any lines, we all understand!"

"Yeah, Dong-ge! Just say it!"

"Brother Dong, say whatever you want!"

Donglai scratched his head awkwardly.

"Forehead?"

"Indeed, the words I prepared got smudged from sweating."

"Let me just say a few words, let me think about it."

Everyone inside burst into laughter, but there was no mockery in it.

Many of the media outlets that came to interview also showed incredulous expressions. It was the first time they had ever seen a company where employees and leaders could get along so well.

On stage, Donglai couldn't think of any good lines, so he could only thank the people behind him briefly, thank everyone for their efforts, and then prepare to flee back to his seat in a daze.

This really put the host in a bind.

"Manager Dong! Manager Dong! Wait a minute?"

"Um?"

"You haven't presented the award yet."

"Oh oh oh!"

Donglai, which was brought back to the forefront, was also a chubby Donglai employee who was announcing the employee benefits along with the host.

After everyone had received their awards, all eyes were on Lin Yifeng.

Almost everyone on the stage had spoken, except for Lin Yifeng, the big boss, who hadn't spoken yet.

The host also gave it a high-class feel, announcing it to the audience.

"Next, let's welcome..."

"The chairman of Wallace, the chairman of Mixue Ice Cream, the main person in charge of Pang Donglai, and the editor-in-chief of Shanyang Minsheng Daily."

"Our company's chairman, Mr. Lin Yifeng, will take the stage to deliver a speech."

Lin Yifeng stood up, straightened his Zhongshan suit, and his first words as he walked to the front of the stage made the audience burst into laughter.

"Ugh! This process is taking too long, I'm getting a little hungry from sitting here."

Are any of you hungry?

The audience burst into laughter.

Many young people in the audience started to cheer.

I'm hungry!

"Boss, I'm hungry too!"

"Waaah, boss, I didn't win anything tonight, can you still provide me with dinner?"

Lin Yifeng raised an eyebrow.

Which department are you from?

"Wallace's!"

"You, Wallace, are telling me you're hungry? Go find Qingyi, he's in charge of providing you with food tonight!"

Xu Qingyi sat behind the table, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He never expected that his store managers would be so good at creating entertaining content.

After exchanging pleasantries with many people, Lin Yifeng began to announce important matters.

"When you all arrived tonight, did you see the row of cars parked downstairs?"

"I saw it!"

The audience below the stage cooperated very well.

Not to mention them, many reporters also noticed the many new cars with red flowers hanging downstairs.

Judging from their appearance, they were all recently purchased from local car dealers, and almost all of them are Jinbei minivans.

This thing is a treasure these days.

Not only is the interior much better than many small cars, but its practicality is also far superior. It can carry both goods and people. Anyone who drives such a car will be very popular in the crowd.

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