Generally speaking, there is overtime pay for overtime work on construction sites, but the rules are different. There are some bosses who lower the wages and force the workers to work overtime on their own initiative; there are also those who are in a hurry to finish the work and are willing to pay but want the workers to work their ass off.
However, let alone in this era of wild growth, even more than a decade later, there are still many cases of "voluntary overtime".
In the words of some people, as employees, shouldn't you have a spirit of dedication?
Qin Guangqing did not receive overtime pay because they were a contractor, but he was also very curious about the welfare benefits of Jiang Daqiang and his colleagues.
"How do you calculate overtime pay?"
"In the beginning, overtime pay outside of the eight-hour workday was 1.5 times the normal rate."
Qin Guangqing nodded. Although this treatment sounded average, it was actually very good. After all, these days there were few bosses willing to implement the eight-hour work system.
But then Zhang Daqiang said, "But our brother Xiao Xu likes us so much that he raised our overtime pay by three times. He only allows us to work three hours a day because he's afraid we'll get tired! Well, with my skills, I'm too embarrassed to ask for it. I feel so ashamed of Brother Xiao Xu."
Triple overtime pay?
One hundred bucks for three hours?
Qin Guangqing's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils slightly contracted, his face changed drastically, and there was only one sentence in his mind that could describe his mood at the moment.
"Throwing thunder mother!"
Jealousy tore him apart.
Such a delicious breakfast has become tasteless.
…
"Qintou, why are you a little absent-minded recently?"
Time always passes quickly on the construction site. In the blink of an eye, "Dream Builder" has almost reached the twentieth day. The outline of the house designed by Tao Ji has been completely completed, and only the last step of simple decoration remains.
But these days, Qin Guangqing's mind was a little distracted. All he could think about was the conversation he had with Jiang Daqiang that morning.
"Nothing, maybe I haven't rested for too long! I'll go bring food to Master Tao!"
When Tao Ji saw Qin Guangqing, he also said casually: "Mr. Qin, you seem to be in a bad condition these days."
"Indeed, I may be a little tired, Master Tao, I am really sorry."
"It's okay, it's okay. Although you're not in good shape, your work is not bad at all. You're still great, don't take it to heart, the house will be topped off today, and you can have a good rest in the next ten days. Of course, if there's anything I can do for you, I'll need your help."
Qin Guangqing was immediately deeply moved.
Master Tao is so easy to talk to.
And at this moment, a light bulb went off in Qin Guangqing's mind, and he seemed to suddenly understand something.
etc,
Could it be that Jiang Daqiang is actually trying to interfere with my inner thoughts?
Qin Guangqing thought about it carefully. After Jiang Daqiang said this to him, he was obviously shaken in his heart, which led to his bad state and absent-mindedness.
As the foreman of the construction team, his poor condition had obviously affected others, and the end result was a decline in the overall level.
Qin Guangqing went to Xu Shang Canteen to eat the whole day and found that he had forgotten that this was a fighting competition!
And Xu Shang is Master Tao's opponent.
Correspondingly, Jiang Daqiang and his men are also opponents of these people.
hateful!
To deceive myself with evil words, is this Jiang Daqiang's purpose?
Qin Guangqing thought of the care Master Tao had given him over the past few days and couldn't help but clench his fists.
Although he and Master Tao had only a simple employment relationship, Qin Guangqing admired Guan Gong the most in his life.
He eats the emperor's food, is loyal to the emperor, and worries about the emperor. He didn't expect that his determination would be shaken by the opponent's psychological tactics. He feels ashamed of Master Tao!
"Master Tao, I..."
When Qin Guangqing was about to express his loyalty to Master Tao, Tao Ji took the breakfast and asked casually, "Do you have anything else to do? Go and do your work first!"
"Okay! Master Tao! I will make this house beautiful!"
Tao Ji returned to the house with breakfast and immediately began to eat impatiently.
“This smell… is real!”
He just couldn't understand why the breakfast made by Xu Shang was so delicious!
While Master Tao was enjoying a delicious breakfast, there was another person with a gloomy face, clenching his fists, watching Qin Guangqing's departing back.
This person is naturally the contractor under Tao Ji.
The contractor felt that he had been marginalized. Whenever Tao Ji had problems, he would go to Qin Guangqing instead of him.
Of course, this is nothing. What he can't tolerate the most is that Master Tao is fine, but these bastards eat so much greasy food every day, while he himself eats instant noodles every day!
Even when he wanted to go to a grocery store to buy some instant noodles or eight-treasure porridge, the little girl in the store would arrogantly say "We don't welcome you here!" as soon as she saw him.
He was so angry that his teeth itched.
Originally, he could actually accept the noodles, but when he smelled the fragrance coming from Master Tao's room and heard Master Tao exclaim "Oh shit", he finally couldn't help it.
How could he, a contractor, only be worthy of eating instant noodles!
The contractor thought of a solution. He originally wanted to find Qin Guangqing, but Qin Guangqing was currently in close communication with Master Tao, so the contractor found another person in the construction team and asked him to bring him some food as well!
Even if he doesn't want to eat it himself, he has to bring back the contractor's food!
The contractor suddenly realized that he was a little stupid for not thinking of such a good idea earlier.
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