That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 661 The Black-Hearted Boss
Because of the incident at Cao's restaurant, Zhen Rongrong, Sister Zhen and the others were no longer in the mood to watch Cantonese opera, so they returned to school early.

After Li Ye sent them to the school gate, Zhen Rongrong said to Tian Xizhen gloomily: "Sister Zhen, I still implicated you."

Although Zhen Rongrong and Sister Zhen did not bow down in the face of Chen Juming's threats, Zhen Rongrong was still very depressed and felt that she was a burden to Sister Zhen.

But Sister Zhen interrupted immediately, "Rongrong, what kind of discouraging words are you saying? Who does Chen think he is?

"If she just talks, all the restaurants in Chinatown will no longer need us? Besides, it's just a job of serving dishes, who would care!"

"Rongrong, I went to work in a restaurant because I couldn't learn from people like Lao Jiao. But you are different from me. You just focus on learning from Lao Jiao. In the past two years, Lao Jiao has earned much more bonuses than I have from working."

In recent years, Jiao Yaqiang has indeed earned a lot of scholarships and bonuses, because Jiao Yaqiang has a mentor who helps him take private jobs to earn extra money.
Tian Xizhen hasn't even graduated from university yet, and all she can earn is a scholarship. Moreover, she has to compete with a bunch of international students who are studying very hard, which is not easy at all.

So some people are born to be the test-takers in studying, and those who can’t do that go out to work!

"I"

Zhen Rongrong wanted to say something, but she saw Li Ye's car coming back again.

Li Ye got out of the car and walked over, smiling and saying, "I have something to tell you. The investment company where I'm interning has shares in Hong Kong Island, and it mainly invests in projects and companies in Silicon Valley.

They are looking to recruit some business information investigators recently, both full-time and part-time are welcome. If you are interested, Sister Zhen, you can call this number in a few days to contact them."

Sister Zhen looked at the phone number that Li Ye handed over, and after a moment of stunned silence, she said with a smile: "You, an intern, seem to have quite a lot of face!"

Li Ye also smiled and said: "Hey, Sister Zhen, don't think so. I didn't promise you anything. They will interview you when the time comes. But since there are shares from Hong Kong Islanders, they need some of their own people."

Sister Zhen suddenly understood: "Oh, I understand. Rongrong and I will call each other tomorrow."

Li Ye waved his hand and said, "That won't work, because everyone in Hong Kong Island has gone back to celebrate the Spring Festival. In addition, you also need to make some preparations, at least you need to get a driver's license."

Sister Zhen immediately smiled and said, "I have a driver's license, but I don't have a car. Does your company provide cars? We don't need a fancy car, just one that can be driven."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Li Ye laughed. Of course he could tell that Sister Zhen was joking, but since he, an intern, had a Bentley, it wouldn't be wrong to give Sister Zhen one too.

Zhen Rongrong felt embarrassed, pulled Sister Zhen's sleeve, and then said to Li Ye: "I haven't touched the money you lent me and the two thousand dollars. We can buy a car ourselves."

Li Ye smiled and said, "Class monitor, moderate social practice is good, but it would be even better if you could achieve academic success like Brother Jiao."

Zhen Rongrong opened her mouth but said nothing in the end. She just nodded to show her agreement.

After Li Ye's car drove away again, Sister Zhen asked Zhen Rongrong with a smile: "Rongrong, did Li Ye lend you money?"

Zhen Rongrong glanced at Sister Zhen and said calmly, "Yes! Doesn't Brother Jiao often lend money to other students?"

Sister Zhen looked at Zhen Rongrong seriously for a few times, and suddenly sighed: "Alas, what a pity."

Zhen Rongrong asked curiously, "What's a pity?"

Zhen Rongrong looked at the car lights going away and asked, "Do you know why Li Ye came back and gave us this phone number?"

Zhen Rongrong shook her head slowly.

Sister Zhen said, "Because he must have discussed it with classmate Wen."

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Zhen Rongrong remained silent. In fact, she had guessed something. Li Ye had a very good grasp of the boundaries between men and women, and he doted on Wen Leyu to the extreme.

He didn't want Wen Leyu to misunderstand at all!
Seeing Zhen Rongrong silent, Sister Zhen said faintly, "Actually, good men are very popular. People like Ruan Shujun simply don't understand. How can those men who speak sweet words all day long be princes? Princes are surrounded by princesses, okay!"

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On the second day of the Chinese New Year, Li Ye showed up at the intern office of GF Investment Company on time.

Among all the venture capital companies in the entire Silicon Valley, it is probably only this investment company called "Zhonghua" that has an office specially arranged for interns and is also equipped with a smart and capable secretary.

"Knock knock knock~" "Come in~"

Secretary Lisa came in with coffee. After placing it for Li Ye and Wen Leyu, she suddenly raised her hands and made a "Congratulations on your prosperity" gesture.

"Mr. Li, Ms. Wen, I wish you a prosperous business and a safe family."

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Li Ye blinked and smiled.

Wen Leyu, who was looking down at the information carefully, was stunned.

Wen Leyu never expected that Lisa, a pure white woman, could actually say two four-character phrases of blessing in the awkward Chinese. Although her tone was almost distorted, she spoke with great sincerity, and it was obvious that she had practiced it seriously.

Li Ye smiled and took out two red envelopes from his pocket. He stood up and handed them over with both hands.

"Thank you Lisa, I wish you good health and all the best."

"Thank you, Mr. Li, and thank you, Ms. Wen."

Lisa might not understand the two Chinese sentences Li Ye said, but she recognized the red envelope in Li Ye's hand.

So after she took the red envelope, she went out with a smile on her face.

After Lisa left, Wen Leyu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Luckily you prepared a red envelope with you, otherwise it would be really embarrassing! But how could you guess that she would ask you for a red envelope?"

Li Ye smiled and said calmly: "Don't underestimate the Lighthouse people's desire for wealth. They will not let go of any opportunity to gain wealth.

And they are not embarrassed, just like we have to tip when we eat, they think it is what they deserve.”

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Wen Leyu nodded slowly and said, "Many social customs in Dengta are really different from ours. Yesterday, Xiaoruo and I sat in the hotel cafe for a while and gave a five-dollar tip, but the waiter thought it was too little."

"I discussed this with Xiao Ruo, and I think we shouldn't blame the waiter, because this is a conspiracy by those vultures on the upper floors of the lighthouse."

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Li Ye looked at Wen Leyu in surprise, then asked, "What do you think this conspiracy is?"

Wen Leyu took out a piece of paper and quickly listed several lines of comparison relationships on it.

"I think the upper management of the Lighthouse service industry has successfully diverted the conflict between the service class and capital by using the special charging item of tipping, and has transferred the target of resentment from the boss to the customer."

"I asked Zhen Rongrong and the others. In Dengta, the basic salary of waiters is very low, but in many restaurants in prosperous areas, waiters receive a lot of tips, so their income is very high."

"Over time, these waiters have come to believe that their wages should be paid by customers in the form of 'tips'.

If their income is reduced, they will blame the customers for being stingy, rather than blame the boss for giving them too low a base salary.”

Wen Leyu looked up at Li Ye and said, "A boss hired a waiter and paid him a very low salary, but in the end the waiter didn't hate the boss. Do you think the boss is smart? Or is he evil-hearted?"

Li Ye swallowed his saliva, unable to give an evaluation of Wen Leyu.

You said that he, who studied economics, didn't see this point, but how did Wen Leyu, who studied English, see it?
In addition, if I implement a basic salary + commission model in my mainland company in the future, will Wen Leyu regard me as a "black-hearted capital boss"?

Li Ye recalled a marketing job he had in his previous life. If he didn't make any sales in a month, his basic salary was not enough to pay for a taxi, so he had to take the subway or ride a bicycle.

At that time, Li Ye resented those customers for their excessive demands. Even after he had served them everything, they still refused to sign the contract.

But in fact, the boss who makes the rules is the initiator of the market trend!

[My base salary must be higher. I must not be labeled as a black-hearted boss in my wife’s mind.]

(End of this chapter)