Weird live broadcast: I can deduce infinitely

"You tell me, what does this mean?"

Lao Xu came to the finance office and slapped the salary slip on the finance desk.

The accountant looked at Lao Xu, then at the salary slip, and asked leisurely, "What are you doing? You want to rebel, you beat the tables and benches?"

"Why do I only have more than 2000 yuan this month?"

"You took a week off."

"I was on sick leave." Old Xu had a sickly blush on his face, "Sick leave can also be paid, and it can't be lower than 80.00% of the local minimum wage."

"Where is your rule?"

"Is this the regulation of our country?"

"But our company doesn't have this rule. You asked for leave and didn't come to work. Why should we pay you back?"

"Can the company's regulations be higher than the national regulations?"

"Why are you yelling at me?" The accountant waved his hand and said, "My salary is calculated according to the personnel attendance sheet, so don't come and yell at me."

"Okay, personnel, right?"

Old Xu turned around and went to the personnel office next door.

Seeing Lao Xu's menacing look, the personnel personnel put down the work in hand, with a dazed expression on his face.

"What's the matter, Old Xu?"

"Why don't you count me as sick?"

"I count you on sick leave."

"Then why don't I get paid for sick leave?"

"Salary accounting and distribution, you ask the finance, what's the use of you asking me? I only care about your attendance..."

Before the personnel affairs could be finished, Lao Xu started directly, grabbing the personnel affairs by the shoulders.

"Hey? What are you doing, are you going to fight?"

"You and I go to talk to finance."

Old Xu was panting with anger. He gathered all the personnel and finances together, and the three parties confronted each other.

"You two explain to me clearly why sick leave can't be counted as wages?"

Personnel and finance looked at each other without saying a word.

Old Xu grabbed the financial chair and slammed it against the glass door behind him.

Clap!

The glass door shattered, causing everyone in the office to shrink their necks in fright.

Old Xu's neck was stiff, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and his face was red with anger.

"Why? Tell me why? Are you bullying us honest people? Tell me!"

"Old Xu, this is really a company regulation, not us targeting you..."

"You fart!"

Lao Xu raised his fist, but was stopped by his colleagues behind him, who tried to persuade him.

"Old Xu, don't hit anyone, calm down."

"Don't be angry, he really didn't target you. It's true that the company doesn't have this rule."

"That's right, you took sick leave, and it took more than a week, right? The company has never abandoned you, why are you still not satisfied?"

Old Xu listened to everyone's words, instead of being angry, he smiled.

"Hehe...hehehe...hahaha!"

Old Xu's laughter echoed in the office, and that ferocious and distorted expression made people feel frightened.

The company elevator bell rang.

The boss walked into the company carrying a briefcase, and when he looked up, he saw the glass door shattered into eight petals.

"What's going on here?"

The boss looked bewildered, he bypassed Lao Xu, and leaned over to the boss to mutter a few words.

"It's probably like this. Boss, pay attention, there may be some problems with Lao Xu's mental state."

"Can he still eat me?"

The boss shook his head, walked behind Old Xu, picked up his briefcase and was about to pat Old Xu on the shoulder.

"old……"

The boss took back the briefcase and patted Old Xu with his hand instead.

"Old Xu."

"what?"

Old Xu turned his head, his voice became a little hoarse.

"Stop making trouble here, if you have any questions, go to my office and talk."

"it is good."

The two walked into the office.

The boss sat at the desk, straightened his back, and spoke softly.

"Old Xu, I know you're sick and need money, but you can't make such a fuss in the company. You also smashed the doors of the company. How bad is the impact?"

Old Xu didn't speak.

Seeing this, the boss leaned back slightly.

"I know you are a little unbalanced, but the company's rules are the rules, and things that have been set cannot be changed.

Since you are an old employee, I can pay you 500 yuan out of my own pocket.However, you have to remember that after you leave this office, you must never tell this matter. "

"Hey hey hey..."

"why are you laughing?"

Hearing Lao Xu's laughter, the boss felt a little nervous.

"Do you know how my illness came about?"

"what?"

"My illness is caused by exhaustion. I stay up late and work overtime every day. I don't have time to rest and exercise. In the end, I become sick from overwork."

"I understand your contribution to the company. I believe that after you recover from your illness, you will be able to make great achievements again."

"Yes, I have done so much for the company, why can't the company give me what I deserve?"

"That little money, what do you and I care about?"

"Small money? This is not a little money!"

Old Xu took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and pulled out various vouchers such as check-in records and invoices.

"I have been your cow and horse for so many years. I have been working here since I graduated. When I first came here, I worked overtime every day and never missed a day. These photos are proof.

However... have you ever paid me overtime pay one day? "

"Old Xu, you signed the Struggler's Agreement. All of this is due to your voluntary overtime work, understand? The state owns the state's laws, and the line has its own rules..."

"Can the regulations be greater than the laws of the country? Why are you not paid for overtime work?"

"If you can do more performance..."

"Poor performance, that's something you, the boss, have to consider, not me. You hire employees to work and pay him wages. These are the costs you should pay when running the company!"

"Our company prospers and loses. You should think about the company, because we are a family."

"Okay." Lao Xu smiled and lifted his clothes, pointing to the scar on his stomach, "The family is sick and undergoing surgery now, why don't you, the parent, give me some help?"

"Didn't I say to give you 500 yuan? I paid for it out of my own pocket."

"500 yuan? Are you sending the beggar?"

"500 yuan? Hmph, you were arguing with me for 500 yuan a few days ago, but now you don't like it?"

"Son of a son of a bitch...Your son has no asshole!"

"You dare to scold me?"

"Calling you? I'm going to beat you!"

Old Xu picked up the pen holder on the table and threw it at the boss.

The boss quickly hid under the table, while avoiding Lao Xu's punches and kicks, he took out his mobile phone to call the police.

"Hello? Is it the police? Come to XX building quickly, someone beat me here! Yes, come quickly..."

The boss was beaten until his nose bleeds.

Old Xu was physically weak, and he was out of breath after a few blows.

After a while, the police finally arrived.The boss ran behind the policeman, pointed at Old Xu and said, "He is the one who hit people!"

"what happened?"

"He is asking for salary maliciously!"