The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 452 New Year's Eve
She sighed, her tone softening:

"Fine, tell me your reasons. Why go through all this trouble with weekly wages?"

Zhao Xiaochui blinked and explained in a relaxed tone, "Aunt Zhou, don't be in such a hurry. What I mean is that the weekly salary pilot program will only be implemented for newly hired senior technicians, so the scope is not that large."

Zhou Yaqin frowned: "That's troublesome enough! Some people will be paid weekly, and some will be paid monthly. Just the accounting logic and verification work alone will double the workload!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaochui not only didn't feel embarrassed, but also curiously asked in return:

"Aunt Zhou, aren't the salaries we pay our finance staff... high enough?"

Zhou Yaqin was speechless for a moment.

Zhao Xiaochui scratched his head, somewhat puzzled:
"Aunt Zhou, I don't know much about finance. Are our finance staff not capable of doing these assigned tasks? If it really is a matter of ability, are there any qualified people in the job market who can handle this job?"

These words were like a bucket of ice water, instantly sobering Zhou Yaqin up.

She suddenly realized that the entire team, including herself, had indeed been spoiled and become lazy due to the relaxed and high-paying benefits. Some people had even begun to resist the flexible work skills that were supposed to be part of their job responsibilities.

However, the reality is that for a relaxed and slow-paced job market, apart from top-level technicians who are truly scarce resources, other positions, especially financial personnel, are not difficult to find in the job market.

Employees complain endlessly when they encounter difficulties, but look at the young boss Zhao Xiaochui, when faced with adversity, he always thinks of risking his life!
Zhou Yaqin took a deep breath and tapped her earphones.

"Manager Shen."

"President Zhou, please speak." Shen Yan's voice immediately came through the earpiece, seemingly trying to suppress a laugh.

The old lady rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"You know what I'm going to do, right?"

“Understood, Mr. Zhou,” Shen Yan replied crisply. “The entire finance department’s communication system is connected, and everyone can hear your message simultaneously.”

Zhou Yaqin nodded, adjusted her headphones, and said in a cold, hard voice, enunciating each word clearly:

"Listen up, everyone! Implement the new salary plan as the boss requests, and finish system debugging before the end of the workday!"

"The job is right here. If you want to do it, show some professionalism and do it well!"

"If anyone thinks they can't handle this little challenge and can't give up their comfortable life... the door is right there, if you don't want to do it, get out! There are plenty of people vying for the high-paying, easy-going job!"

Zhao Xiaochui stood aside, watching Zhou Yaqin's decisive actions, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

He liked Aunt Zhou's decisive and ruthless spirit; she could scold people without leaving any room for error, every word cutting to the heart, yet without using a single vulgar word.

Zhou Yaqin lowered her hand from her headphones and looked at him sharply: "When did you first realize that your employees had a problem with their mentality?"

Zhao Xiaochui was taken aback by the question, and scratched his head: "Found a problem? No. I just think that if there's a problem, we should address it directly; if there are difficulties, we should solve them; if there's not enough work, we should add more people; if there's not enough money, we should give a raise. What's there to worry about?"

He seemed to suddenly remember something:
“When I was working, the boss didn’t care what difficulties you had. If you did the job, you would get paid; if you didn’t, you would work for free.”

"Back then, I thought, if I ever become a boss, I should at least ask my subordinates where they are stuck, right? I can't be as unreasonable as those heartless bosses."

Hearing these simple, almost naive words, Zhou Yaqin was speechless for a moment.

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes: "What heartless boss? I know you too well. Before you learned massage, you worked for a local contractor, and he treated you very well."

"..." Zhao Xiaochui chuckled, not responding.

"Let's get down to business," Zhou Yaqin said, no longer pressing the issue. "Why do we have to pay senior technicians a weekly salary?" Zhao Xiaochui pointed to his head, then to his heart:

“New senior technicians may not be able to maintain their composure. I’m afraid that after they come into contact with all sorts of clients, poaching, and various temptations, their mindset will be thrown into disarray.”

His expression turned serious:
"We are paying their weekly wages of nearly 10,000 yuan in advance to see if they can maintain their integrity after receiving such a large sum of money quickly. If someone chooses to conceal problems for money and compromises the service, we can detect it in advance."

“Aunt Zhou, 2888 yuan per time is really expensive for ordinary people. We can’t let this trust down.”

Zhou Yaqin wanted to retort, "Those who can afford to spend 2888 to come here are not ordinary people," but seeing Zhao Xiaochui's serious expression, she swallowed her words and nodded, "I agree with the reason. Then... should we fire him directly after discovering the problem?"

"Why did you fire them?" Zhao Xiaochui asked, puzzled. "I couldn't resist the temptation, it's only human nature. I just couldn't resist, that's why I found three..." He stopped abruptly, glancing at Liu Li, who was still gesturing wildly behind Zhou Yaqin, and scratched his head sheepishly.

"Let them go back to the rehabilitation center for retraining. Once they've figured it out, they can easily pick up their skills again."

Looking at the young man in front of her, who was sometimes shrewd and sometimes naive, Zhou Yaqin finally nodded: "Let's do it your way."

After saying that, she turned and left.

In the empty massage parlor, only Zhao Xiaochui and Liu Li, who was still gesturing, remained.

Seeing Zhou Yaqin leave, Liu Li immediately stopped her aggressive behavior, pouted, and muttered in dissatisfaction:

"You finally get a day off, why don't you stay home and rest instead of coming to the store and causing trouble! Aunt Zhou is really making you angry again!"

Zhao Xiaochui couldn't help but laugh when he saw her puffed-up face, and reached out to tug at her hair:
"This is the first time this store has fully opened, so I'm a little worried."

The simple-minded Liu Li gently tugged at his hair in return: "Finished reading? Are you relieved now?"

Zhao Xiaochui pretended to be in pain, let go of her hand, and laughed, "Don't worry, don't worry! Come on, let's go shopping together."

Upon hearing this, Liu Li's eyes lit up instantly: "Really? Where are we going?"

Zhao Xiaochui gave a wry smile: "With your current spending habits, where else can you go besides SKP?"

"No way!" Liu Li pouted and retorted, "I'm very frugal! How about... we just go shopping today, without buying anything! There's a really pretty bookstore in Sanlitun that's trendy, shall we go check it out? Don't you love reading the most?"

Zhao Xiaochui shook his head helplessly: "I don't like reading at all... but..." He looked at Liu Li's expectant eyes and his heart softened, "Okay, I'll listen to you and go to the bookstore."

Finally, the two drove the conspicuous red Ferrari towards Sanlitun. The luxury car attracted the attention of many passersby, but what drew even more attention were the two people inside.

After parking the car, Zhao Xiaochui and Liu Li walked hand in hand towards the busiest intersection in Taikoo Li.

On the eve of New Year's Day 2021, on the streets of Taikoo Li in Beijing.

The internet is abuzz with news of "Thor" holding hands with a naive girl, and under the watchful eyes of countless street photographers and passersby. Suddenly, I thought of three years later, a G company leader walking hand in hand with a girl in a pink dress in Chengdu's Taikoo Li, attracting everyone's attention.

The woman in the pink dress had fair skin, a beautiful face, and long legs. Liu Li, who was shyly leaning closer, was wearing a cream-colored short down jacket paired with light blue high-waisted jeans. Her tight cashmere sweater perfectly outlined her superior figure, making her look exceptionally beautiful and charming on the winter street.

She was equally fair-skinned, beautiful, and had long legs. Unlike the woman in the pink dress, she wasn't wearing heels, and her height was already similar. Then…

Curvy and shapely!

At this moment, they are the focus of street photographers' lenses and the eyes of passersby.

At that moment, a surge of heat suddenly appeared, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Xiaochui suddenly frowned.

(End of this chapter)