I picked up the god-level academic system

"What new way to play?" Zhen Hao asked curiously.

"Let's keep it secret for the time being. Go and confirm this matter with me first."

"Don't worry, boss. When have I ever let you down?" After that, he left.

Duan Lingxiao stayed and cleaned the laboratory, disposed of the excess materials, and then took the baby home.

"Hey, wife, I have completed the task. When will you finish class? Let's go back together."

"We have finished class and are packing our things. Come over here."

"okay."

Duan Lingxiao stepped on the accelerator and went straight to Beihua University.

As soon as he arrived at the school gate, he saw his wife already waiting for him.

"Bao'er, you guys finished class so early today."

"Isn't it almost the Mid-Autumn Festival? Everyone bought their tickets and went back in advance. If I hadn't been waiting for you, I might have rested long ago."

"Ha, so to speak, my wife still loves me."

"That's for sure. By the way, do you give gifts to your employees during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Of course, both mooncakes and red envelopes are indispensable, and I also thought of a good way to give out red envelopes."

"What method?" The baby was very curious.

"Want to know?"

"You're talking in circles again, tell me!"

"If you want, you can arrange the scene with me tomorrow."

"Okay." The baby agreed happily.

"During this period, everyone is busy with projects and has no time for entertainment. Taking advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, I will give everyone a good vacation and go back to check the progress of other company projects. If necessary, the vacation can be extended."

"I didn't expect my husband to be such a good boss."

"Who said no?"

"Then where should we go now? Go home directly?"

"Go buy red envelopes." Duan Lingxiao turned and drove towards the wholesale market.

"How many should I buy?"

"It's got to be tens of thousands, right?"

"Ah? Why buy so many? Doesn't Pratt & Whitney have more than 200 employees now?"

“This Mid-Autumn Festival, let’s use a different red envelope distribution mechanism.”

Baobao thought about it and said, "Do you want everyone to grab the red envelope?"

"clever!"

"Well, that's a good idea, but does it cost at least cash to grab the red envelope?"

"Well, after we buy the red envelopes, we will exchange them for cash. There are various denominations from 1 yuan to 100 yuan."

"How much money are you planning to pay this year?"

"Um, I have to think about this. Today can be said to be a very special year, with weddings, nano experiments, patent applications, and honeymoon trips."

"With so many good things added together, there must not be too little. Just one step, I will redeem 100 million red envelopes this year. How much they can grab depends on their ability."

"It's not about ability, it's about luck, right?" Baobao laughed.

"Hehe, that's right. Of course, I will also prepare red envelopes for the old employees who have contributed to the company this time. I can't let them suffer."

"Well, I agree with this idea."

"Oh, I've made arrangements for the company's personnel. What about my wife? How many red envelopes do you want?"

"Are we two?" Baobao was silent for a while and said, "It depends on what you want."

"Okay, then I'll give it to you."

The two chatted and laughed all the way, bought a large number of red envelopes, and went to the bank to exchange cash.

As soon as he got home, he didn't even bother to eat, so he started to pack red envelopes. Moran was not immune and helped them pack red envelopes.

"Ling Xiao, what on earth are you doing? Winning so many red envelopes?"

"Mom, in the past in Xinghe, the way of giving out red envelopes was too old-fashioned. This year is the year of the rise of Pratt & Whitney, so we must do something new."

"Having said that, isn't this too expensive? Why can't we just spend money?"

"Isn't that challenging? If you want to get money, you have to grab it." Duan Lingxiao explained.

"I think you just have nothing to do." Moran criticized.

The next morning.

Duan Lingxiao and Baobao arrived at the company early to set up the scene, and no one else had come yet.

They placed five large glass vessels filled with red envelopes in the conference room, and then filled them with balloons as obstacles.

"Ling Xiao, is this okay?" Bao Bao asked breathlessly.

"That should be enough, now it's time to think about the rules."

Baobao said, "Each person has 20 seconds to grab the red envelope. The time starts from the moment they enter the door. There are five buckets in total. There are 30 people in a group. How many you get will count."

"Okay, just do as you say. I'll find a whistle, and you and Haozi will be the referees."

"Ok."

After the two people discussed it, they waited silently for everyone's arrival.

At 08:30 in the morning, employees entered the company one after another.

As soon as they entered the house, everyone was discussing where to go during the Mid-Autumn Festival and how to celebrate the festival.

"Sister Yang, do you want to take your children out to play during the holidays?"

"I'm ready, but there are so many people during the holidays that I don't want to move at all."

"Me too. My boyfriend and I made an appointment to go to the beach, but when I saw this guy, we couldn't even book a ticket."

"By the way, the company only distributed mooncakes this year and didn't see any other benefits."

"Be content. In previous years, we only had mooncakes. The big boss Shi Hong was very demanding. He only gave each person a 100 yuan supermarket card and they had to work overtime. This year, he even gave us a full holiday."

"That's true. After all, Pratt & Whitney is in an awkward stage now, and it only counts as long as it lasts."

As soon as everyone went upstairs, Zhen Hao asked everyone to put down their things, and then went to gather at the door of the conference room to announce something.

"Sister Yang, will I be notified of working overtime now?"

"But please don't, I beg him for it."

"Mr. Zhen, what's going on? Do you have to drag us to the conference room?"

"Everyone will know when they arrive, so hurry up."

For a moment, the company's employees were in panic. On this beautiful day, don't mention working overtime, otherwise life will not be beautiful.

What they didn't expect was that when everyone came to the door of the conference room, they saw balloons all over the floor. There were also a bunch of red envelopes in the five buckets opposite.

"I'll go, are you trying to grab a red envelope?"

"Brother Hao, what's going on? Why don't you explain it quickly?"

Zhen Hao walked inside and said, "When Director Duan comes, he will naturally introduce it to everyone. Now all employees present should wait outside and do not come in."

"Brother Hao, how much is in the red envelope?"

"The quantity inside varies. It depends on whether you can get it! I heard from Director Duan that there is a thank you for your patronage inside."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience burst into laughter.

"Anyone who gets the four big words "Thank you for your patronage" will have to cry and faint in the toilet."

"Lao Meng, be careful, maybe the person you draw is you."

"Stop talking nonsense, it's bad luck!"

While everyone was discussing, Duan Lingxiao and Lin Baobao came from the office hand in hand.

Everyone consciously made way for them.