Midnight, Wanluo Group, studio.
Bai Shiya, wearing a mask, arrived here under Mo Ye's guidance.
It was already past midnight, but the studio was still bustling with activity, a large group of people working enthusiastically.
"They're still working overtime so late? And they're so motivated?"
Bai Shiya pointed at the staff members, looking puzzled.
"Isn't this normal?" Mo Ye looked at Bai Shiya with a strange expression, as if such a scene was commonplace for her.
"No, it's the middle of the night, working overtime? I've never seen anyone so happy while working overtime."
Mo Ye still seemed a little confused, but he simply led Bai Shiya over.
Walking to the center of the studio, Liu Hua was sitting at the table, her sweet smile and blue and white tracksuit making her look pure and lovely, just like a middle school student. She was particularly heartwarming and made people want to take a second look.
It seemed that part of the rehearsal had been completed by this point. Liu Hua let out a long sigh and stepped down from the stage.
"Brother Xiu, how's the result?"
Looking at Wen Xiu with some trepidation, Liu Hua was doing a live broadcast for the first time. As a complete novice, she stumbled and struggled in many ways. She rehearsed for a whole night before she was able to go through it smoothly.
Wen Xiu was carrying a large backpack, her eyes filled with anger as she looked at the staff around her.
"No, it won't work from top to bottom, inside or outside."
"Are you all pigs? Huh? How many takes have we done?! The lighting is no good! The sound is no good! Where's the director?! Where's that pig director?! Tell him to get over here!"
"Haven't you all eaten? It's only 12 o'clock, and you all look like you're half-dead!"
"You're going to do a live stream at noon tomorrow?! Is this how you're going to do it?"
The staff present, including Liu Hua and Zhou Zheng, were so humiliated by Wen Xiu's scolding that they couldn't lift their heads, and no one dared to come out and refute her.
"Now, everyone face me and line up in four rows according to your job duties!"
Bai Shiya, watching Wen Xiu's outburst from afar, couldn't help but show a look of disgust.
"Why are all the young masters of the Wen family like such ruthless capitalists who devour people without spitting out the bones?"
"It's already 12 o'clock, it's normal for everyone to be tired, why are you still hurling such nasty insults, don't you care about other people's lives?"
"Besides, you're already so tired and you're still swearing. Won't your efficiency be even lower later? Mo Ye, shouldn't you report this to your boss, Wen Xiu? Why are you letting Wen Xiu do whatever she wants? Mo Ye?"
Turning around, he saw that Mo Ye was gone. Looking ahead, he saw that Mo Ye had silently walked over and joined the end of Zhou Zheng's line.
What are we supposed to do?
But after the four teams lined up, Wen Xiu, carrying her big backpack, walked to the front of the first line, where the director was standing first.
"Director! Tell me! Can we finish the rehearsal before 2 o'clock?"
"Well, I'm afraid that will be a bit difficult."
“Difficulty? You’re telling me it’s difficult! Hold out your hand!” Wen Xiu’s voice suddenly rose eight octaves as she bent down and reached into her schoolbag to rummage for something.
"What? He's not going to pull out some weapon to chop off his hand, is he? Do these rich kids really treat human life so lightly?"
Bai Shiya was anxious and stepped forward to stop her, but before she could take a few steps forward, Wen Xiu took out a stack of things from her bag.
That was a thick wad of banknotes, which looked to be no less than 50,000 yuan!
Then, Wenxiu picked up a banknote and threw it at the director's face, the banknote falling into the director's arms.
Are there still any difficulties?
"that..."
"Smack!"
"Are there still difficulties?"
"..."
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
"No! No difficulties! Absolutely no difficulties!"
The director, clutching five or six hundred thousand yuan in cash, could barely hold on! He hurriedly shouted out in panic.
"Fine! If you don't finish work by 2 o'clock, I'll skin you alive!"
"Logistics team leader, get over here right now!"
"Yes! Yes! Coming!"
A plump woman in her thirties walked over, her eyes shining as she looked at the banknotes in the director's arms.
"Smack!"
A thick wad of banknotes was thrown into her arms, making her chest swell. She lost her grip and the money fell to the ground.
"Pick it up! Pick up the money! Pick it up!"
"Go and arrange a late-night snack for me right now. It has to be good and filling. Spend all this money, and when I get back, I'll give you an equal amount as a reward for your hard work!"
Holy crap! That's a whopping fifty or sixty thousand! I can earn fifty or sixty thousand just by buying a late-night snack? This incredible wealth has finally come my way?
"Yes! Yes! I'll go right away."
After the logistics team leader left, Wen Xiu took out stacks of banknotes and threw them at everyone's faces. Each person received at least 30,000 yuan. There were 30 or 40 people present, and a total of over a million yuan was distributed. Even Mo Ye, who had just gone to queue up, received 30,000 or 40,000 yuan.
"Are you all energized now?"
"have!"
"Can we finish the battle before 2 o'clock?"
"able!"
"Fine! Get back to work, all of you! If you don't do a good job, I'll skin you alive!"
"yes!"
Everyone responded enthusiastically and immediately threw themselves back into their work, each person giving it their all without a single complaint.
Mo Ye walked up to Bai Shiya with two or three stacks of banknotes in his arms.
"No, does Wenxiu usually pay overtime like this? Isn't that a bit too much?"
Bai Shiya was completely dumbfounded. She had never seen such a generous boss before. Her previous master, Wen Shao, was extremely calculating and had never been so generous with money.
"no."
"I knew it! It must be an exception. Otherwise, it would be too common to distribute them like this all the time."
"No, what I'm saying is, this isn't Young Master Wen's usual way of distributing money; it's our CEO Wen who made him do it this way."
"Premier Wen usually gives out much more money than this. A while ago, I received 350,000 yuan in cash in one day."
Well, so it was Wen Wan who taught her. This sixth young lady's way of doing things is truly unique.
"No wonder Miss Liu has so many people willing to die for her in such a short time. Who could refuse such an inhumanly generous overtime pay?"
"I'd love to work for this company myself."
"Mo Ye, I have one last question."
"Okay, go ahead and say it."
"Can you include me next time you get your bonus?"
"Okay, no problem."
...
The next day, at noon.
Yip's Group, studio.
"Everything is ready, all the instructors are in place, and we can start the live broadcast at any time! Chairman Ye, please give your instructions."
"Okay, let's start the live stream!"
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