As a corporate slave, can I also be loved by the CEO? (Part 2) ^……
The system did not answer her doubts, or rather, it did not care about it at all. It just urged her, "Okay, stop dawdling and continue working. Isn't it just right that others don't have to work overtime?"
[If the president passes by the office, he will see you at a glance. ]
The attacker didn't really want the system's answer. He rolled his eyes, poured the cold coffee into his mouth, rubbed his eyes, and continued to work.
For the raider, working overtime is as common as eating and drinking. She worked overtime for four days in total.
In fact, she had completed all her work on the second day. She spent the whole day on the third day perfecting the entire plan. On the fourth day, she had nothing to do, but still pretended to be busy and stayed in the office until after nine o'clock as usual.
At noon on the fifth day, hand in the task.
The Raiders finally had a normal lunch and nap at noon.
But the system was still not satisfied and urged her to pretend to work overtime and look at the information about me again.
The attacker bit into his sandwich, and said in his heart, "I can almost recite it by heart."
[Don't worry, there won't be any problems with this plan, it will definitely be the best among all. ]
When she talked about her work, she became more confident.
However, in the afternoon's task completion evaluation by the team leader, she was only given an A-, while the same batch of new employees who submitted their tasks at the same time as her also received an A-.
The attacker couldn't believe it and almost asked out loud.
She completed the task better than the newcomers in the workplace, so why did she receive the same evaluation?
Even in the subsequent task arrangements, the tasks assigned to the newcomers were slightly more important than hers.
At this moment, she considered that this newcomer might be a relative of a certain leader, that the team leader's ability level was not enough to see the excellence of her plan, and that she had completed her task so well that she was an eyesore to the team leader.
But she could do nothing. She just forced a smile and lowered her head to take over the work for the next week.
"OK."
…
After get off work today, the attacker still did not leave her workstation, even though the work at hand was not urgent.
The afternoon task evaluation seemed like just an insignificant episode. She quickly calmed down and started a new work task.
The office staff gradually left, and she was the only one left again.
The light from the computer screen cast her face in bright and dim light.
The sound of keyboard clacking continued to echo in the empty office, and the mechanical sound of the system kept chattering in her ears.
【You must not have done well enough. 】
[You don’t work overtime long enough. If you can work overtime until late at night every night, one day the president will see you.]
[Hey... I thought your ability was enough to attract the president's attention, but I didn't expect you couldn't even beat an intern. ]
You have to work twice as hard.
[I read the mission you wrote, and to be honest, it's a bunch of garbage in my opinion.]
When the attacker heard the system insulting his efforts, he couldn't help but slammed the table.
The cold coffee in the cup shook violently.
"Will you shut the fuck up!"
"You think my assignments are rubbish, so why don't you write them? Huh?"
"I'm doing fine in my world, who wants to come to this broken world and start over?!"
"You asked me for strategies, but you didn't provide me with any help. You just urged me to work overtime, overtime, overtime!!!"
"What are you good for?! Huh? Tell me! What are you good for!!!"
The system's response was cold.
[Detecting that the host is emotionally agitated, taking punitive measures to help the host calm down. 】
There was a sound of electricity.
This time the sound of the electric current was louder than before. The attacker began to tremble violently and collapsed like a puddle of mud. His head hit the table hard, knocking over the water cup.
The cup fell over, and the coffee liquid flowed silently onto the table.
The attacker suffered great pain, and it took a long time for him to recover and raise his head from the table with trembling hands.
Her forehead was red, even a little purple.
But she grinned and laughed.
"Stupid system, useless system."
"I think you don't understand anything at all. You can't even tell whether the task I completed is good or bad."
"If you are of any use, you should find out why I am not valued even though I have completed more tasks than the newcomers, instead of sitting here like an incompetent parrot, repeatedly urging me to work overtime."
The system's voice seemed to carry a hint of anger.
[Host attack system detected, punishment measures implemented! ]
The attacker closed his eyes, waiting for the punishment to come with a fearless attitude.
But this time was different from the past. The coffee liquid spread over the table, along the edge of the table, and dripped onto the ground, wetting her hair and sleeves, as well as the computer host.
As the sound of electricity rang out, a burst of purple sparks exploded in the air. The computer host let out a wail, the screen flashed and then automatically shut down, and a cloud of black smoke rose from the computer host.
The Raiders and the system were silent.
The Raider closed his eyes.
"Stupid system, my files were not saved."
The system was silent for a moment, and then calmly said, "If you attack carefully and don't attack the system, I won't punish you, the computer won't break, and your files won't be lost."
[This is all your fault. This is a punishment for your irrationality and lack of calmness.]
The attacker laughed angrily. She cursed the system loudly to vent her anger. After being electrocuted by the system, she recovered and continued to curse the system.
She figured out the pattern; this system seemed to have no other means of punishing herself except electric shock.
Isn't it just painful? She can bear it.
The physical pain was only a tiny fraction of all the pain she had ever endured.
"You said you were doing this for my own good, so now go check why I spent four days on the mission but my score is not as high as a newbie's! Go ahead!"
She roared.
In fact, she didn't really care about the evaluation this time. She just took this opportunity to vent the depression and pain she had been feeling for days.
Amid her roar, I heard a different mechanical sound, [It is detected that the human "Shechu" has great emotional fluctuations and too strong rebellious emotions. The system's control is insufficient, and the host handover is requested. ]
[Choose the handover system - "Abusive Heroine System". ]
【Request for handover.】
The energy fluctuations on the energy detector suddenly surged.
The Raider suddenly shut his mouth and looked around warily.
Obviously, the mechanical sound of the system just now blocked her and she couldn't hear it.
However, although she could not feel the energy fluctuations, she was keenly aware of the danger.
As the energy wave reached its peak, I raised my hand in her direction.
"Strip off."
Two systems of different colors looked at me along with the Raiders.
The system flew towards me uncontrollably, its alarm wailing in vain into the air.
I threw two system balls into the special container, and then looked at the attacker.
She looked at me blankly.
I heard the voices of the raiders based on their conversations with the system.
Now that the system has been taken away by me, I naturally can no longer hear her voice.
But all her emotions are written on her face, so it is not difficult to understand her emotions.
The team members and secretaries behind him rushed forward, each doing their own job.
I stood there, looking at her surrounded by team members, and took the lead in answering her questions.
"The evaluation given to you by the team leader is fair."
"I remember saying during your onboarding that the time it takes to complete the task will also be included in the final evaluation."
"You work too much overtime. You leave almost every day after 10pm. You work at least five hours of overtime every day, which means you took twice as long as others to complete this task."
"The team leader gave you an A- because you completed the task very well. Otherwise, you would have been rated B- or even C."
"In addition, some projects have tight time limits and require high responsiveness from employees, while some projects have ample time limits and place more emphasis on employees' actual work abilities."
“The project we are working on this time requires a higher level of responsiveness, so naturally there are trade-offs in who is assigned the task.”
I smiled slightly, looked at her who was still standing there in a daze and hadn't reacted yet, and asked, "Now, do you have any questions?"
She was silent for a long time.
"You are the 'President'?"
"yes."
"You know about the system?"
"yes."
"Did you take away the system?"
"yes."
The spirit on her face suddenly disappeared, and she allowed the two team members to hold her on the left and right.
I walked up to her and looked into her eyes.
"I know you haven't actually worked for a long time, and you are very capable at work. I would like to hire you as an employee of our company. What do you think?"
She twitched the corners of her mouth and let out a sneer.
"Boss, do you know what your nickname is in your profile? Tyrant!"
"You are a cold-blooded capitalist who has monopolized the global economy and has no human form."
"Do you think I dare to continue working under you?"
She closed her eyes and said lazily, "I'm really too tired. When the system destroyed my file just now, I suddenly felt that working overtime was quite boring."
"I don't want to work overtime, I don't want to drink until I vomit blood for the project, and I don't want to live with fatty liver, polycystic ovary syndrome, chronic pharyngitis, mouse hand, lumbar disc herniation... these minor illnesses for the rest of my life."
She let out a long sigh and closed her eyes completely. "You can slice me into pieces or execute me. It doesn't matter."
At this time, Secretary No. 1 looked at me in surprise. After I nodded, he asked, "Overtime? Who told you that our company has the habit of overtime? Do you usually see anyone working overtime?"
"It is the leaders' fault for not being able to understand their employees' true abilities and causing them to work overtime to complete their work. If their employees work overtime, the leaders should deduct their bonuses."
"Deduct, deduct the bonus?"
Facing the attacker's surprised look, Secretary No. 1 responded with an even more surprised look.
"Yes, it's written in the employee handbook. Didn't you see it?"
"No, I saw it, but I thought it was..."
The team leader also curiously asked, "Work five days and rest two days, nine to five, five insurances and one housing fund, annual leave, quarterly bonuses, three to five times the salary for overtime work on statutory rest days, and overtime work can be adjusted to leave... Is this considered a tyrant?"
"How good are the treatment of employees in your world?"
The Raider opened his mouth wide, looked at the captain, then at the secretary, and then at me.
She opened and closed her mouth several times, and suddenly she struggled, knelt on the ground, grabbed my suit pants tightly, and cried bitterly.
"Boss, I want to join the company!"
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