The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 1067 Exquisite Life 8
Now that the company has been acquired, internal struggles within the group are serious. Managers have been parachuted in one after another. But in the end, the only one left is the one named Li. He once said that the group originally wanted to fire all the original employees during the acquisition. , and then recruit people to do it again.

Ok.

The concern may be that the compensation is too high.

Luo Haiyang's sneer came from the phone, "I can resign, but I will definitely fight with them!"

Chen Jiatong believed.

As the saying goes, the king of hell is easy to see, but the imp is hard to deal with.

Luo Haiyang was originally a rascal and lazy coward. If there is no profit, it will be beneficial to wake up early.

If he wins the lawsuit, the compensation will be at least tens of thousands.

At the beginning, the company purchased social insurance for employees from other places. Later, too many people raised their opinions, so they bought it again in Rongcheng, but Luo Haiyang did not buy it. He signed an agreement with the company to voluntarily give up the social insurance.

Tell the truth.

The wages are already low, and if you deduct a few hundred, isn't it even lower?
Chen Jiatong only persuaded him, and brought it up to his wife when he got home, and the wife laughed and counted with her fingers, "That is to say, if the company compensates him, then Luo Haiyang has been working for six or seven years, drinking small tea every day. No, he was paid more than 3000 yuan a month, and when he left, the company paid him tens of thousands. Think about it, it’s more comfortable than your hard-working business. No, no, it’s not just this, he can get a share when he buys a house Four 10,000+, um, in other words, he has been in shushu classes for several years and has saved more than 50."

"Wow!"

"Sure enough, investing in real estate is the most correct decision!"

"but--"

The young and beautiful woman hugged the baby and looked at Chen Jiatong, with a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, "I just want to know, does your colleague Tan Jian know, does he regret it?"

Regret?

Of course Tan Jian regretted it.

Otherwise, what is Siru?

In the eyes of a group of friends and colleagues, the two live a relaxed and comfortable life, the key is not short of money.

I feel super rich.

If you didn't spend so much, you would have already saved it, not to mention one apartment, two are not a problem.

As a result, I can only watch helplessly as others sell their houses and share the money.

Who the hell is Luo Haiyang, he's just out of luck.

Tan Jian is naturally envious.

But as Chen Jiatong’s wife said, “If you want to step on dog poop, first of all, you have to get a dog.”

How can there be rewards if you don't pay, right?

"Sister Mei, you still spend too much. Unlike us, we have the habit and plan to save money."

Chen Jiatong nodded, "The concept of consumption is different. Sister Mei just thinks that life is short and you should enjoy yourself in time. Let's—" He looked softly at the son in his wife's arms, "We have to think about him."

"The two of us have had enough of the difficulties of life. I hope he won't work as hard as us."

"Yes."

The wife also said, "The past few years were really hard. I saw on the Internet that my son was going to be poor, but I am his mother, and I always hope to give him the best things I can."

Just rest assured.

The two talked again, had dinner, and took the children out to play.

When Siru returned to the rental house, Yuan Mei put down her phone, "Tan Jian, Xinxin is coming over tomorrow."

Siru: "Oh."

The tone of expression is very flat.

She changed her shoes, opened the refrigerator to have a look, thought for a few seconds, and took out the dishes she was going to eat tonight.

Yuan Mei: ...

There are three words of unhappiness written on the face.

He stared at Siru tightly, wishing he could poke a hole in her back.

Thinking like nothing.

Just look at it if you like, beauty, you just have to calmly accept other people's admiring and envious eyes.

But she forgot one thing.

The body I'm wearing now is a real man with a pockmarked face and a stalk.

Nothing to do with beauty.

Everyone had their own food for a week, and Siru was used to it.

Ever since he was with Sister Mei, Tan Jian hasn't cooked, and neither has Sister Mei.

The two eat out three meals a day.

It would be great to turn on the fire twice a month at home.

Eating outside is very good. You order, pay and leave after eating. You don’t need to clean up the kitchen and get your hands full of oil. The key point is that the dishes cooked by professional chefs are more delicious.

Just expensive.

A month alone is worth thousands of dollars for daily meals, not to mention other expenses.

Sister Mei is a hardcore supporter of Mouli. She eats and uses hand cream that costs hundreds of yuan a bottle, so how could she go into the kitchen.

If something can be solved with money, use money.

Tan Jian couldn't help it either.

Sister Mei doesn't cook, if he cooks, Sister Mei only eats two bites, and gnaws with snacks when she's hungry.

He is also very helpless.

It is impossible for Siru to eat dishes fried with gutter oil and low-quality seasoning outside. She is not self-abuse when she comes to do the task. As for what Sister Mei thinks in her heart, huh, anyway, sooner or later she will reach this point.

never mind!

Take out two eggs from the refrigerator, "Tan Jian!"

Siru turned her head and met Sister Shangmei's angry eyes, "What do you mean!"

Sister Mei rushed in front of her, her face contorted with anger, she snatched the egg from Siru's hand, and smashed it hard on the ground, with a soft sound, two puddles of sticky things appeared on the floor.

She stared at Siru fiercely.

think like...

He turned and left expressionlessly.

Sister Mei was taken aback for a moment, and then roared angrily, "If you dare to leave, don't come back tonight!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Siru stopped and looked back at the furious woman, "I refuse to communicate with you."

gone.

Leaving Sister Mei who was trembling with anger, "You...you... bastard, bastard!"

The sun was setting, and the city was still noisy, but compared with the daytime, the night breeze was a little bit cooler.

Siru has no regrets.

Why should she listen to people who can't speak well.

Just a waste of time.

It's obviously a couple, a family, everything is right after discussion, but it's like a company.

Sister Mei Yu Tan Jian is more like a boss, like a leader who speaks one word and is serious.

She calls the shots.

Tan Jian... is a coward.

Siru didn't go home, her dinner was a big bowl of exquisite ramen, the broth was delicious and the noodles were chewy.

Of course, Xiaogui.

After all, Tan Jian's salary is not enough to support her to eat and drink in restaurants that she is satisfied with.

Si Ru frowned, this is not going to work.

Tan Jian is diligent and able to endure hardships. The main reason is that the company he works with is not good. Before that, the thinking was outdated and the management system was aging. The policy requires subsidies and activity funds, and they just give them. In fact, they are all distributed by several managers.

Those who work at the bottom don't have a cent.

The company was acquired last year, there was a civil war within the group, conflicts between the group and the company...

In any case, it is the lower-level employees who suffer in the end.

These, do not know how long it will last.

The company is unreliable, and Siru feels that it is necessary to change jobs, um, the kind of job that can be rewarded and hoped for.

Otherwise, how to repay the debt.

Sister Mei's credit card debt, even if she divorces, half of the score will go to Tan Jian's head.

25, half is 13.

Tan Jian's current salary is more than 3000 yuan, and it is less than 4 yuan a year without eating or drinking.

Ugh.

Nowhere in sight.

(End of this chapter)