Chapter 144: Comparative Heart: I don’t know how much other people’s red envelopes are, so…
Zhou Juan was really excited, such a big gift box!
How much stuff would that have to be packed in? Finally, I know what the New Year gifts are.
After opening it, I took a quick look. Wow, it’s a box of Xie Fuchun face powder. This is super expensive!
And there's a roast duck they specifically requested! It's vacuum-packed in aluminum foil, a technology only available in the provincial capital right now! A limited run of 1,000 ducks was released at the end of last year, and this year, there are only 2,000 available, all across the province!
How did he get it? Yao Zhizhi is so awesome!
I heard this one is very expensive!
Looking again, there are still a few tons of serge cloth coupons, just enough to buy a woolen coat, and three meat coupons, one for half a catty, and two for 250 grams, which adds up to one catty!
There were also the lesbians’ favorite hair ornaments, hairpins, and silk scarves, and then a pair of leather shoes that they specifically requested. Wow, they are so beautiful!
When I picked up the leather shoes, I found there was a red envelope inside. I quickly opened it and counted it. Hers was 7.16 yuan. I don't know how she calculated it. It would have been better if it was 8.8 yuan. It would sound more auspicious.
No matter what, at least there are so many things, which are far beyond her imagination!
I just don't know if everyone gets the same amount, that would be a bit unfair. For example, she helped the magazine attract sales of more than 50,000 copies from other cities in the province.
At least you should give her more.
Of course, there are other people who have helped increase the magazine's sales, and they deserve more.
I just don't know how much was given, I'm so curious.
She stuffed the red envelope, various bills, and powder box into her shoes to avoid a mess when she put them back. After sorting them out, she turned around and rummaged through Wu Wei's gift box: "What's this for you gay men? Let me see it."
Before Wu Wei could even speak, Xiao Song stopped Zhou Juan: "Don't be absent during work hours. If you want to watch it, go back and watch it. No one will stop you."
Xiao Song did this for everyone's good.
If holiday gifts are treated equally, those who have helped the magazine expand its sales will definitely be unhappy.
What if the reward is based on each person's performance in selling magazines, then those with poor performance will definitely be unhappy.
So everyone should just go back and take care of their own business and stop making a fuss at work.
Wu Wei understood and quickly snatched the box away: "They should all be about the same. Don't look at them anymore. Let's get back to work."
Zhou Juan was unhappy and pouted. She went to see Zhang Datong. Zhang Datong quickly put the box under the table and said, "Let's get busy with work first. You can catch up before the New Year so that you won't have to worry about anything when you go back."
Zhou Juan really couldn't stand these two male colleagues. After a while, she saw the newcomer Ding Can going to the bathroom, so she followed him.
"What's in your boxes?" Zhang Juan was a real prying child, so curious that she started talking without waiting for Ding Can to speak. "Mine has the Xie Fuchun powder and leather shoes I wanted most, a roast duck, some banknotes, hairpins, silk scarves, and finally a red envelope. Guess how much is in it?"
"I can't guess, and I don't want to guess. I'm fine, just sit there and wait." Ding Can is not a fool. Although the red envelopes are all wrapped in advance and the specific amount cannot be seen, there is a difference in thickness.
According to her speculation, the New Year gift should be composed of two parts:
The first part is what everyone wants, treated equally.
The second part is the red envelopes. It is impossible to treat everyone equally because everyone has made efforts for sales, so it must be based on their respective performance.
There may be a basic amount, for example, everyone has at least three or five dollars, and then on this basis, each one is differentiated.
Take her for example, she increased the sales of the magazine by 260,000 copies in a month, so her red envelope was 15.40 yuan.
She calculated that the money was exactly one percent of her commission, plus five dollars.
Then the basic amount of the red envelope is five yuan.
That was definitely more than Zhou Juan's. She didn't want to tell Zhou Juan how much her red envelope was. After all, she and Zhao Maimiao should have the largest amount.
What if Zhou Juan starts yelling and everyone thinks Editor-in-Chief Yao is biased towards them?
In fact, these red envelopes are not the big deal. The box of powder and the pair of leather shoes are the most expensive, especially the leather shoes.
Editor-in-Chief Yao said that the president had gone to great lengths to ask someone to contact the provincial leaders to apply for the leather shoe tickets, and a pair of shoes cost dozens of dollars.
With so many people in the publishing house, that would have to be thousands.
This New Year gift is probably unique in Yicheng, let alone the provincial capital.
What's there to be dissatisfied about?
In short, she ignored Zhou Juan, pulled the cord of the water tank, flushed the toilet and went out.
Zhou Juan curled her lips in disdain. If you don’t want to say it, then don’t say it. What are you so proud of? Go ask someone else.
So she didn't do anything for the whole morning and just stared at others going to the toilet.
She came in once in a while, and then Wu Wei saw her come back and complained directly: "Have you eaten croton?"
Zhou Juan rolled her eyes: "What's it to you?"
Wu Wei directly retorted to her: "What's in other people's boxes is none of your business."
"Whether others say it or not is their business, none of your business." Zhou Juan was unhappy and pushed her manuscript aside to avoid getting angry when she saw Wu Wei.
Wu Wei didn't like her gossiping nature, so he just got together with Zhang Datong and got down to business.
After finishing the morning's tasks, the two of them continued to work on the afternoon's tasks. It is better to finish them early than to cram at the last minute.
When it was time to get off work at noon, I took a look and found that Zhou Juan had not moved much. It was so funny.
In the past, the two of them would help her with some things, but today she was so annoying, so they just let it go. Everyone makes a living based on their own abilities, so why should they give her special treatment? They just won't help.
After get off work, he and Zhang Datong quickly put on their scarves, picked up their boxes, and left.
Zhou Juan hadn't done any work all morning and still had a thick pile of manuscripts, so she deliberately dawdled and left later. Taking advantage of the fact that there were no one in the workshop, she secretly mixed her unproofread manuscripts into the two piles of Wu Wei and Zhang Datong, and then picked out some of their proofread manuscripts and put them in her own pile.
Unexpectedly, her sneaky behavior was seen by Zhao Maimiao who came out of the bathroom. He yelled at her on the spot: "Zhou Juan, what are you doing? Do Wu Wei and Zhang Datong owe you anything? You are secretly giving your task to them!"
"Which eye of yours saw me secretly stuffing it in? Are you from the proofreading team? Do you know what teamwork is? They wanted to do it for me, so just take care of yourself!" Zhou Juan rolled her eyes, taking advantage of the fact that there were not many people in the workshop, and was not afraid of what Zhao Maimiao would say to her.
Zhao Maimiao sneered, "Okay, then let's wait for them to come over at noon and ask them."
Zhou Juan was furious and immediately said sarcastically, "What's your relationship with them? Why do you care so much? Are you attracted to them? Stop dreaming. You have a rural household registration, so it's more suitable for you to go back to the countryside."
Zhao Maimiao sneered and rudely retorted, "What's wrong with having a rural household registration? Does it mean you're inferior to others? Then don't eat the food grown by farmers!"
"Okay, then farmers shouldn't buy industrial products produced by workers." Zhou Juan refused to give in. She was not afraid of Zhao Maimiao.
Zhao Maimiao scoffed, "I farm and contribute to the country. Are you a worker? Why should I listen to you and not buy industrial products? Your family owns all the factories, or is your mother the one who controls everything?"
Zhou Juan was anxious. What was wrong with this guy? If they wanted to quarrel, they could just quarrel. Why did he throw dirty water on her mother?
Although she loved gossip, she didn't dare to bring up her mother and attract attention. She quickly picked up her gift box and left.
Can't you just give up the argument? Just wait! Rolling her eyes, Zhou Juan walked past Zhao Maimiao and deliberately bumped into him.
Zhao Maimiao chased after her without any hesitation and bumped into her.
Zhou Juan was holding something and didn't expect anyone to bump into her. She staggered forward a few steps and stopped only after bumping into another desk. The gift box in her hand flew out and the things inside were scattered all over the floor.
Fortunately, she stuffed the powder box into her leather shoes, otherwise it would have been broken.
Now Zhou Juan was annoyed and turned around to fight with Zhao Maimiao.
How could Zhao Maimiao be afraid of Zhou Juan? Even men might not be her match. Her muscular body was all earned from farm work.
He immediately started to attack without any hesitation, giving Zhou Juan a little shock as a strong country girl.
She didn't do anything else but pinched Zhou Juan's wrist with her hand. Before she could use even a little bit of strength, Zhou Juan started screaming.
Zhao Maimiao sneered, "Oh, aren't you quite arrogant? You even bump into people. Will you bump into me next time?"
Zhou Juan's eyes were red, she didn't say a word, and was very stubborn. She didn't believe that Zhao Maimiao really dared to do anything to her.
Zhao Maimiao added a little strength, she didn't believe that Zhou Juan was not afraid of pain.
Finally, Zhou Juan gave in and burst into tears: "Just wait, I won't let you go."
"Okay, you want to call someone, right? Go ahead." Zhao Maimiao pushed her away and walked away.
As a result, Zhou Juan was the last one to leave. She was so angry that she deliberately left the door open and did not lock it.
Fortunately, my second uncle came up to check and quickly locked the door.
When Zhou Juan returned home at noon, she cried and complained to Xu Wei. Xu Wei couldn't stand her a little, but he still tried to comfort her: "Since she doesn't want to talk about it, then don't ask. Just focus on doing your own thing. As for Zhao Maimiao, after all, you hit her first, so let it go."
"Are you a man? Your wife was bullied and you let her let it go?" Zhou Juan felt aggrieved and cried loudly while eating.
The mother-in-law became anxious and quickly asked what happened. When she learned that it was her daughter-in-law who started the trouble, she had to persuade Zhou Juan.
Their family has been cautious for so many years and doesn't want to cause trouble outside.
In the end, the father-in-law also persuaded Zhou Juan, saying that it was not a big deal, so why bother.
Zhou Juan was so angry that she didn't even eat lunch and locked herself in the room and refused to come out.
Xu Wei didn't care and simply went to work to take a nap.
Zhou Juan cried so much that she overslept during her nap. When she got to the office, she saw that all the manuscripts had been returned by Wu Wei and Zhang Datong.
Not more, not less, it must be Zhao Maimiao who is meddling in other people's business!
She was so angry.
I had no choice but to put on a gloomy face and hurry up to catch up on time.
When she looked up at four o'clock in the afternoon, she saw that the two of them had finished their work and were eating and chatting in the tea room. She still had a lot of tasks to complete, which was really infuriating.
Under normal circumstances, Wu Wei would have taken the initiative to help her, but today he deliberately ignored her. He must have known that the amount of his red envelope was not as much as hers, and he was jealous!
So when they came back, she said sarcastically, "If you're jealous of my big red envelopes, just say so. Think about it, I brought back over 50,000 copies of sales for the magazine. The two of you combined don't have as much as I do. Isn't it normal that you can't get as many red envelopes as me?"
As soon as she said this, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at her in shock.
Who said that? Who said it was based on sales? It's obvious everyone has it!
This Zhou Juan is so annoying. What's wrong with her attitude? Can she just shut up?
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