Yan Xianjue: “…”
Yan Xianjue turned to look at him and said sincerely, "I feel like you are making indirect accusations."
Ji Xi smiled and said, "How could that be?"
Ji Xi said: "I am doing this to avoid labor disputes in the future."
Wang Peter said confidently: "Before I came here, I had heard about China's overtime culture, so I was mentally prepared."
Ji Xi complained in his heart that being mentally prepared was not enough.
Wang Pete continued, "I once worked over 90 hours a week, making me the person who worked the most overtime in our company."
Ji Xi roughly calculated that this was his normal work routine, wasn't it?!
But no matter what, it is unlikely that Wang Peter's working hours will exceed his in the future.
His working hours were mainly forced to be extended because Yan Xianjue always had sudden ideas.
He tactfully introduced the situation of their company: "As you can see, our company is not very large and we don't have many people, so most of the time the working hours are quite flexible."
Although most of the time is extended, there are still one or two times when you can be late or leave early.
Although Wang Peter is not a native Chinese speaker, he did sufficient homework before coming here and is no longer a young person entering the workplace.
He got to the point right away: "What are your average working hours?"
Ji Xi smiled awkwardly: "Almost the same as you."
Wang Peter's pupils trembled. When he looked at Yan Xianjue again, his gaze was no longer one of admiration. His expression was heavy, more like he was looking at a misguided teenager: "This is illegal!"
"I looked up the labor law before I came here, and your standard is within 40 hours."
Yan Xianjue said calmly, "Oh, but he volunteered to work overtime."
Wang Peter looked at Ji Xi's expression, then turned to Yan Xianjue and continued, "But I don't think he looks like he volunteered."
Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows and asked Ji Xi directly: "Ji Xi, are you working overtime voluntarily?"
Ji Xi had a cold face: "Well, I volunteered."
Yan Xianjue shrugged: "Look, he volunteered."
Wang Pete said sincerely: "But I still feel that he might have something in your hands."
Yan Xianjue didn't respond to this sentence, but just gave Ji Xi a look.
Ji Xi comforted Wang Peter, "It's the same if you go to other companies. If everyone works overtime, it will offset the loss, which is almost the same as not working overtime at all."
Wang Peter: “…”
Before coming here, he was very confident about his Chinese proficiency, but now he is a little unsure.
Is hedging used in this kind of place?
And even if their country's mathematics is not very good, this is not how the word "approximately" is used, right?
Yan Xianjue tapped his fingertips twice on the long table in the conference room: "I will pay."
Wang Pete questioned his soul: "Isn't this as it should be?"
Ji Xi gave Yan Xianjue a look, telling this boss who was only holding things back to shut up.
The banquet was filled with joy and ease.
But I couldn't help but think with interest in my heart that Ji Xi was not like this at the beginning. He even started to disrespect the boss.
Of course, Ji Xi has changed a lot.
Anyone who is treated like a donkey by Yan Xianjue for a few months will inevitably change.
When Ji Xi first started out planning a project worth two or three million, it seemed a bit petty.
Now he can calmly say to Wang Peter: "Although our company looks small, we are rich."
Yan Xianjue smiled helplessly.
I always feel that Ji Xi is just making empty promises to the other party.
But as an unscrupulous capitalist, he would not be so kind as to remind his foreign friend Wang Peter.
"Although your main job is short-term investment, the company hopes that you can take on some management responsibilities."
Wang Pete nodded confidently: "I understand."
Ji Xixin said: "No, you don't understand."
He explained the current situation: "I will be going to the branch office in September. It will take about three to four years. During this time, you need to stay here."
"Of course you can go to him if you have any issues that you cannot stabilize."
Ji Xi pointed at Yan Xianjue and said, "But I suggest that you don't look for him until the company is on the verge of bankruptcy."
Wang Pete was a little confused: "Why?"
Ji Xi said with a cold face: "Because as long as the company is not bankrupt, any of your problems will be transferred to me, so I suggest you contact me directly. There will be no middleman between us to make a profit."
Yan Xianjue: “Puff.”
Under Ji Xi's gaze that said "behave yourself", Yan Xianjue made a zippering gesture with his mouth.
Ji Xi was just saving him some trouble, Yan Xianjue comforted himself, and didn’t this just fit his original idea?
Just be a happy mascot, and the company's little donkeys will pull the mill themselves. What perfect employees.
When the two of them started discussing when to start work and Ji Xixian was about to hand over some of his work to him, Yan Xianjue stood up and said, "I'm leaving first. Just let me know by email when you've divided the work."
Ji Xi stood up and nodded: "Got it, I'll take you there?"
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes: "It's not like I don't know the way, so why do you act like this?"
"Mind your own business."
Ji Xi didn't insist. Seeing how they were getting along, Wang Peter suddenly realized, "So you two are friends."
Ji Xi didn't deny it, but he didn't like to tell others about his private affairs.
He didn't respond to the other person's words and continued talking about work.
Yan Xianjue was not idle after he went out. He went straight to Zhou Ye's house.
Zhou Ye: “…”
"No, it's rare for you to come to me on your own initiative. Is this the only thing you can do?"
Yan Xianjue said confidently, "Didn't you say you would go to your second uncle's rose garden and dig a few roses for me?"
Zhou Ye held his forehead: "..."
"Dig, dig now."
He glanced at the time and said, "My second uncle hasn't finished get off work yet, so let's hurry up."
Zhou Ke was already very familiar with the job of cheating his second uncle out of things. Since he was a child, he had been taught by his father in words and deeds, so it was hard for him not to be familiar with it.
He skillfully found a few inconspicuous places and dug up a few plants, and reminded Yan Xianjue: "Don't just pull them out from one place."
"I know, I'm not stupid."
The two of them dug for a long time, but only found eleven flowers. Zhou Ye wiped the dirt off his face and complained, "The nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers you airlifted back from outside were so beautiful, and these eleven were just a gift."
Yan Xianjue tsk-tsk-tsked: "You think I don't want to?"
"But it can't be raised? Your uncle has been raising it for such a long time, it must be adapted to the weather here."
Zhou Ye: “…you have to let Shen Fangli raise it.”
Yan Xianjue looked at him as if he were an idiot: "What else? Do I need you to buy fresh cuts?"
Zhou also raised his hands in surrender. Anyway, he would never be able to talk to Yan Xianjue, as he would always have his own twisted theories and heresies.
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