Should scrambled eggs with tomatoes be savory or sweet?
During this period, thanks to Wang Zechen and "The Survival Diary of Contemporary Migrant Workers", the charity donation was successfully brought from obscurity to the forefront of public attention.
Many companies have taken emergency measures to avoid risks and have temporarily suspended their policy of imposing fines on those who donate. These working-class people are in a bad mood, and anyone who gets caught in the crossfire will be in trouble.
If any boss truly believes they can control the entire company, then they are a real fool.
Speaking of this, Xiao Tianqi suddenly sneezed in the detention center.
He touched his head; he must have caught a chill. He was used to his Simmons bed at home and couldn't stand this discomfort at all.
For example, a certain company is a good example.
"Let's continue using this donation management system after a while. For now, let's put it on hold, but also be careful not to let the employees become too lax."
"Company rules are paramount. Without rules, nothing can be accomplished."
Zhang Yuan waved his hand and, after discussing with his subordinates, temporarily suspended the charitable donation.
Then he completed his only work task for the day.
Since the company was established, Zhang Yuan has rarely come to the office. He usually leaves it to professional managers to manage, while he goes out to solicit business and orders in his spare time, and enjoys life.
Today is the first day back to work after the May Day holiday, and for some reason, he wanted to check on the company's overall situation.
Stepping out of the office, I saw that all the employees looked like zombies, as if they had some deep-seated grudge against the computers in front of them.
Zhang Yuan frowned.
That's not how work should be done; work should be done with enthusiasm.
You're making it sound like you're seeking revenge. What if you upset a customer somewhere? Wouldn't that mean the company would lose some profits?
Zhang Yuan has started his own business before, and he knows all too well how harmful lazy employees or employees with negative emotions can be to a team.
"Cough cough."
The director who followed him out quickly coughed twice, trying to remind everyone.
However, the post-holiday syndrome was so severe that no one seemed to have caught up. Everyone was still doing their own thing, not even looking up, which made Zhang Yuan's expression even more unpleasant.
He clapped his hands and called out loudly, "Let's have a meeting, everyone come over here."
It took two or three seconds after these words were spoken before anyone started tidying up and then stood up.
Zhang Yuan was even more annoyed by the employees' undisciplined behavior.
After finally getting everyone together and entering the conference room, he immediately began the rendering process.
"Everyone, I know you've just finished your holiday and your minds haven't quite settled back into work mode. But this kind of work attitude is unacceptable. Today's tasks should be done immediately, tomorrow's tasks should be planned, and everything should be done seriously."
“Look at yourselves, what kind of state were you in when you were working just now?”
"Young people need to be ambitious and hardworking. How can you do a good job if you look like you're about to die?"
Zhang Yuan talked extensively about wolf-like culture.
The so-called wolf culture is nothing more than requiring employees to be two-faced, acting like a wolf to outsiders and a dog to insiders.
That's all nonsense.
"You can't always be fooled by those online comments about 'lying down' or 'giving up.' That's just what young people like to express when they're surfing the internet."
"If you actually believe their talk of 'lying down and doing nothing,' do you think you'll be able to get old if you don't work hard and study hard when you're young? What will happen to your parents?"
"People shouldn't always be so selfish."
Zhang Yuan's meeting style is characterized by being long and tedious, often failing to get to the point, and frequently circling back to the same point.
Finally, one must elevate the discussion to a higher level, highlighting one's characteristics as a mentor and a successful entrepreneur.
In short, the 45-minute meeting was completely useless.
At this company, holding meetings is equivalent to AOE (area of effect) brainwashing.
The employees had gotten used to this style of work and ignored it all. Some slacked off, some were daydreaming, and some were even bolder, sitting in the back and complaining to their friends on their phones.
Every time I hear Zhang Yuan say on stage that we should learn from big companies, and that their employees are all good employees, otherwise how did they get into big companies?
"I'm really fed up with our idiot boss. He likes the wolf-like culture of big companies so much, can't he also learn about the salary and benefits that big companies should have?"
"He has nothing, yet he compares himself to big companies. I spit on him."
Zhang Yuan: Every time I say I'll work overtime, someone brings up overtime pay. It's not that I don't want to pay you overtime, but the reason you're working overtime is because you haven't finished your work, which is a problem with your own work efficiency.
"If you don't make one person do the work of three, they might not be able to finish it."
"What's that saying again? Overtime only counts if you get overtime pay. If you don't pay overtime, then it's like donating your liver or recruiting volunteers."
Zhang Yuan: You young people, I still want to give you some life advice. You need to broaden your horizons. Life is so long, don't always think about taking a break. You'll have plenty of time to rest later on.
"What's going on? Why sleep so much while alive, only to sleep forever after death, right?"
"My advice is that you shouldn't give advice. Although I'm not happy with my life, I still want to try again. Please let me off the hook."
Zheng Bo sat in the back, engaging in heated banter with his friends. For every word the boss said, Zheng Bo would find a counter-argument to follow.
After all, tolerating idiots isn't something everyone can do.
Perhaps his movements were a little too exaggerated, because Zhang Yuan on stage noticed him: "Hey, you over there, the one playing on your phone with your head down!"
"This is a meeting, not a time for you to slack off in class!"
His first instinct was to shout for a fine for charitable donations, but thankfully he reacted quickly enough and didn't embarrass himself.
Since we can't attack them financially, let's attack them personally—it's impolite not to listen when someone is speaking.
In short, we can't let these disobedient employees get away with it.
Zhang Yuan added fuel to the fire, saying, "I noticed this when I was inspecting the area just now. Your group is too disorganized."
"Everyone's wearing that work-related expression. What's with that? Are you here to work or to visit a grave?"
“Like you, especially you.”
Zhang Yuan's target was Zheng Bo.
"You won't amount to much anywhere. You don't even have a proper work attitude, and your learning ability isn't strong. You'll be eliminated by society sooner or later, and you don't even have a sense of crisis..."
Zhang Yuan spoke eloquently.
Zheng Bo could only pretend he couldn't hear, but no matter how much he couldn't hear the stares of those around him, he still had to listen to the "education" from his boss that was trying to get into his ears and into his brain.
Before starting work, I read a lot of advice from netizens, the most important of which was not to bring emotions into work. It's best to keep emotions, work, and life separate.
Don't use your brain when dealing with anything.
If someone says something that annoys you, just pretend you don't hear it and silently curse their ancestors for eighteen generations in your heart.
But this is easier said than done.
Zheng Bo's mind was filled with thoughts of Wang Zechen, a role model for his generation. He had the urge to emulate him, but when he thought about reality... he desperately needed this job.
In the end, he had no choice but to give in.
"Okay, boss, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be distracted during the meeting."
This is just one incident that happened at the same time during working hours at Zhongxia Workplace.
Many other things were happening at the same time.
Some rebelled, some succumbed, and some chose to... beat up their boss, cough (shifting the focus)
“Look, this is the dynamic equilibrium I mentioned before.” The count took out a crystal ball, which projected a conceptual prototype onto the wall of the study.
It represents the magical side and the realistic side, with the two sides resembling a horizontally placed funnel.
No matter which side has excess energy, it will quickly flow to the other side and then maintain a balanced state.
"But this is how it is now."
The original design suddenly underwent a dramatic change.
On the reality side, a large amount of black energy was quickly generated and then transmitted to the magic side through the connection point in the hourglass.
This is already a force that the magic side cannot overcome.
The failure of dynamic balance naturally resulted in a chaotic and polluted environment on both sides.
"Now you understand why you encounter so many fellow mission takers when you go out on missions, right? It's really not that I deliberately arranged the route to make you feel like you're competing with them."
Jiang Chuan doesn't have a competitive streak.
The count's past image is so deeply ingrained in people's minds that he's now suffering in silence, unable to express his bitterness.
Jiang Chuan didn't answer, but pulled the cat into his arms and petted it while silently watching the dynamic demonstration of the prototype.
Actually, I've been in this kind of pain before.
Just like that comment under the pigeon's video.
Every era has its own suffering; no era has ever seen a truly happy and joyful life for humanity.
Just like now, even though productivity has far exceeded human needs, a large portion of the population still lives a very difficult life.
A radical theory: Even if technology is the primary productive force, and no matter how rapidly it develops, this kind of suffering will still be long-lasting and tenacious.
Why is this suffering becoming more and more obvious and intense now?
Jiang Chuan lowered his eyes and expressionlessly squeezed the Earl's hand.
It's because people in the past didn't realize why they were suffering, or to what extent.
People today are generally more educated and have access to a wider world.
When they find themselves trapped in a cage, unable to escape and powerless to change it, the dark factor generated by this mental anguish increases exponentially.
The fairy tales of the magical side can no longer deceive anyone.
This is why melanin is becoming increasingly difficult to eliminate.
The Magical Girl Administration never intended to completely eliminate these factors; they only hoped that Jiang Chuan's appearance could restore these rampant cancer cells to their former tranquility.
The largest group of these are office workers.
Born in China, everyone shares the common identity of being a laborer, and this is a common predicament for all laborers.
This task was far too enormous, much larger than the count had previously told him.
Jiang Chuan felt like he had been tricked.
The young man patted the cat's head, his brows furrowing slightly—even a beautiful man's furrowed brows are attractive; his brows were thick as lacquer, his thin lips were pursed, and a natural sharpness pressed down on him.
The count didn't see it because of the angle, and then he was moved out of Jiang Chuan's arms, used and then discarded.
Jiang Chuan crawled into the tent in the study—yes, there was a tent in the house, with a triangular top, which was probably the most decorative thing in the whole house.
Ordinary people wouldn't put a tent in their home, but this is Jiang Chuan's home, and looking at the unique decoration and design, it's somewhat understandable.
The Earl had seen Jiang Chuan lie down inside several times before, and each time he would stay for an entire night.
The timing and frequency of entering the tent were completely unpredictable—something that was truly rare for Jiang Chuan.
The count disliked cramped spaces and never went inside, making it one of the few private spaces he left for Jiang Chuan during his life as a follower.
He usually spends his time alone as a cat, lounging around elsewhere enjoying the internet. For example, tonight he happened to encounter a group of strange humans arguing: "Should scrambled eggs with tomatoes be sweet or savory?"
What's there to argue about?
After climbing a few floors, the count decided to help these bored people distract themselves.
"I suggest adding chili peppers to the scrambled eggs with tomatoes."
The people who had been arguing for thousands of posts suddenly switched their focus and began attacking the Earl.
The kitten's eyes lit up slightly as it began inputting magical energy.
How could mere humans possibly outrun a great and wise magician in a mere exchange of blows?
Offline, I'm meek and hardworking, but online, I'm aggressive and lack manners.
Tomato and egg stir-fry should definitely be sweet and savory!
Wait, please don't attack me in the comments section; this only represents my personal taste.
If you want to raise a count, my suggestion is to let this cat have its own country. Who puts chili peppers in scrambled eggs with tomatoes?
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