Chapter 246 Mass Resignation of Employees?
"Boss, we just received an email from Qianhai Town." The assistant's voice suddenly rang out in the quiet office.
"Hmm, what did you say?" the simple-minded middle-aged man replied casually without even looking up.
"Mr. Lu Xianzheng, the owner of Dafeng Seafood Co., Ltd., is interested in leasing an abandoned paper mill near the southeast corner of the tidal flats in Qianhai Town as a production, packaging, and transportation base." The assistant, having received a response, succinctly summarized the message contained in the email.
"Oh?" The simple-minded middle-aged man closed the document he was reviewing, walked behind his assistant with interest, and carefully read through the email from beginning to end.
[...Mr. Lu plans to invest in building a factory in Qianhai Town for the processing and packaging of high-end seafood products, with a budget of 30 million yuan... It is expected to provide 50 jobs in Qianhai Town with a salary of no less than 2,200 yuan...]
"Dafeng Seafood Co., Ltd., with an investment of 30 million, 50 jobs, and a whole series of other inputs and outputs, such a generous investment is indeed hard to refuse!"
The simple-minded middle-aged man patted his assistant's shoulder gently and said with a smile, "Just reply normally."
"Okay." After receiving the instruction, the assistant quickly replied with three words: "Understood."
After sitting back down at his desk, as he picked up the document he had just closed to continue reviewing it, something suddenly occurred to him. The simple-minded middle-aged man looked up at his assistant and asked softly, "What stage is that subsidy plan at now?"
"Hmm..." The assistant's cerebellum worked slowly, and it took him a while to realize which subsidy plan the middle-aged man was referring to. He quickly opened a file and found the relevant record: "Both the canteen mode and the meal supply mode have entered the bidding stage. The bidding information was not released by 10 a.m. today."
That statement is absolutely outrageous...
Grandpa Sun sighed deeply again, his gaze returning to Hua Ge's lower body below the stage. A look of reminiscence appeared on his face, his eyes quickly glazed over as he recounted the past to Madam Xu.
Just as Xu was about to act impulsively, the words of the chili shop owner, who said "the inventory is sufficient" two days later, came to mind, standing alongside Grandpa Sun's words.
We gave the seeds to Aunt Hong less than two days ago, and we don't know if they've been planted yet... The chili shop owner said he'd help scour the market for hot pot chilies, and we don't know how well he's doing with the scoop... If not, I'd better make a trip to Huazhou to check if they've gone bad...
Why----
Upon hearing that, Madam Xu could roughly guess what Old Master Sun wanted to say. She quickly spoke up to stop him, thinking, "I can't wear that hat now."
Has no one else signed up yet?
As Brother Hua enthusiastically recounted his journey in mental surgery, his experience as a street vendor, and the amusing anecdotes that occurred while he was on stage, bursts of laughter filled the auditorium.
A pop-up window suddenly appeared in the upper left corner of the computer screen; it was from the company's OA system.
On the way back, Hu Lian was silent for a moment, her mind filled with thoughts of hot pot.
Rather than giving someone hope only to disappoint them later, it's better to end things without giving them any hope at all...
Thank you!
Failed supermarket office.
Although Grandpa Sun hasn't said it all yet, the feeling of hearing something from someone else is different from hearing it from the person involved.
Lu Shengnu inserted her slender fingers into her hair and began to rub it vigorously until it became a mess. She then slumped into her office chair with an expression of satisfaction, as if she had been thoroughly played with.
"He reminded me to check the list of applicants two or eight days after the registration deadline."
The process has been moved back to the registration stage.
"Hmm?" Madam Xu withdrew her gaze, turned her head to look at Old Master Sun, and waited for my next words.
"...Before understanding the reasons for the next event's success, you had too little hope for that event. You could only try your best to get some sponsorships for us so we could try starting our own business. But more than starting a business, Xiaojia wanted a stable job... We thought Xiaojia would eventually leave the restaurant kitchen, not the factory, but then we met you, Boss Xu..."
The busy tone of the phone came from the other end, indicating that the person on the other end had hung up...
"......"
The food safety incident caused a drop in revenue, but they not only recovered but actually increased it by a full 40,000. However, in Mr. Luo's words, that figure was interpreted as an excellent performance...
At that moment, Xu also got a good look at the two people standing at the very back. They were Zhang Hong and Li Guang, who had just started working there two days later and would officially become employees of Xu An's braised food shop the next day...
Ding-dong————
But what should I do? What can I, a little kid, do?
"Is there any more?"
"For an unusual project to be successfully rolled out, if the later costs are high, how can it ultimately break even...?"
"Did you know that Master Liu Daxi outside his shop mentioned that in 2008, Shanghai held a small-scale training and employment event for disabled people?" Grandpa Sun looked directly into Hu Lian's eyes and sighed deeply: "You were the initiator of that event."
Above the title is a photo of the company's lower-level staff posing behind the land plot; the smile on General Manager Luo's face seems rather dim...
Just as Xu was about to say something more, Liu Tong's deep voice rang out in the auditorium, accompanied by the cold applause from the crowd. This forced Xu to swallow the rest of her words and get up to walk off the stage.
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