Interstellar Mecha Chef

Chapter 769 Pensions

No matter when, the plan can't keep up with the change.

Ye Hongwen planned well, and wanted to take advantage of the noon time to go back to Chenguang to comfort his wife, but he didn't expect that he was too busy and didn't even have time for lunch, so he could only drink a bottle of nutrient solution.

In addition to sending people to report to the homes of the sacrificed teammates, they also need to discuss the pensions for those people. If the teammates died, they must give some compensation to the families of the martyrs.

For teammates who died on the battlefield, the military actually has a compensation standard, and each family member of a martyr is entitled to 20 credits.

20 sounds like a lot, but in this world, this amount of money is only enough to feed and drink a family for more than ten years, and it is just an ordinary standard. It is impossible to have a big fish every day, let alone send a child to college .

The Shenyue Fleet is relatively young, and the members are not very old. Most of the victims are young people in their thirties. Most of them have no wives and children, but a small number of them are married and have children. Those children are still young. If you are sensible, you will lose your father, and the days to come are not sure how it will be.

Ye Hongwen led the three deputy captains and nine small captains to a meeting. First, he went through all the personal files of the sacrificed teammates, and then said coldly, "You are called here for the pension. The standard of the military department is 20 credit points for each teammate, what do you think?"

Everyone looked at each other and didn't know how to answer. They were busy dealing with follow-up matters, so how could they think of so many things.

The meeting room was deserted, no one spoke first, and no one made any comments, and everyone seemed to be at a loss.

Ye Hongwen frowned. There are so many people around, but no one has a feasible suggestion. Is it possible that he should ask them one by one.

"Yifei," Ye Hongwen called the names directly, "You are usually quite good at talking, so let's talk about your suggestions this time."

"This...how do I know this," Liu Yifei grimaced, asking him to fight is okay, wouldn't it be fatal to let him deal with these things.

Liu Yifei had no suggestion to say, and Ye Hongwen had nothing to do if he was unhappy, so he could only purse his thin lips and continue to call another name, "Zixi, as a military officer of the fleet, you must have some ideas, right?"

This matter is not difficult to say, simple is not easy, the pension is the amount stipulated by the military department, it is impossible for them to increase, after all, the number of players sacrificed by other fleets in this imperial alliance war is more than that of Shen Yue, the military department It is also difficult to pay so much pension at once. I don't know how long it will take to wrestle with the finance department to get the money.

Wen Zixi thought for a while and asked directly, "Boss, do you want to increase the pension for the sacrificed team members so that the families of the martyrs can live better in the future?"

Ye Hongwen nodded slightly, "Most of the martyrs have old people and children at home, and they rely on their relatives in the fleet to live. How can 20 credits guarantee their future life?"

"Captain, you are thinking too far," Li Enhua didn't quite agree with his words, "20 is actually quite a lot, at least enough for an ordinary family of four to feed and clothe for ten years."

"As for those children, they need to study when they grow up," Ye Hongwen pointed out calmly.

"Study? Isn't tuition free?" Liu Yifei raised his voice in surprise, "Boss, you must have forgotten that you haven't paid tuition since you were a child!"

Wen Zixi covered his face, why does he have such a stupid friend, it's true that he doesn't need to pay tuition fees, but isn't there still high tuition and miscellaneous fees?Otherwise, how can those schools continue to operate.

"Let you appreciate the hard work at home. You never pay attention to it. You think you don't need money for eating, drinking, and sleeping at school," Ji Ke curled his lips in disdain. These bastards are really stupid.

Liu Yifei touched the back of his head, and said in surprise, "I know that I have to pay tuition and miscellaneous fees, but I don't know how much. My old man said it's quite cheap, and it's more cost-effective than keeping it at home."

Ji Ke rewarded him with a sanitation ball, "That's because you are too prodigal and need someone to take care of you. For poor people like us, tuition and miscellaneous fees are a lot of money."

"Really? Let me check how much it will cost."

"How can I remember so much, I want to know how to search with a communicator."

……

Unknowingly, the topic between Liu Yifei and Ji Ke went off track.

Ye Hongwen's dark eyes became deeper, and he stared closely at Liu Erhuo. His eyes were so sharp that he broke out in a cold sweat.

In the end, Liu Yifei couldn't hold his breath. He apologized in a very simple way, "I'm sorry boss, it's easier for me to criticize more truthfully. When I hear unbelievable things, I like to ask them to the end."

"If you want to know the answer, do it yourself. Is it possible that you all know how to fight with bare hands?" Ye Hongwen asked.

His question was really on point. As a thriving young man, he would always consciously avoid these things to avoid major losses.

The members of the fleet are in a bad mood, and they always find a way to vent their anger, lest they have been immersed in the atmosphere of the death of their teammates and can't recover, and they just happened to make a fuss about the pension.

"Too little is given, and the family members are sad. If we give too much, we have to give more credits. This is really difficult!" Ji Ke put his hands on his cheeks, seriously considering the possibility of asking the military to increase the pension.

The answer is still impossible. The military department is a place that pays attention to fairness, and it is not something that they can change the amount of pension if they jointly sign.

"What's so difficult about it," Liu Yifei said disdainfully, "The military department doesn't want to increase it, so let's increase it ourselves. The big deal is to let the brothers eat less meat."

Money is a bastard, let's make money after spending it.

Liu Yifei doesn't care about meat money, and he believes that his teammates in the fleet don't care either.

The people sitting around the conference table were stunned, and it took a long time for someone to let out a breath, grinning at Liu Yifei and said, "Okay, bastard, you can actually say such a profound thing, just listen to you, let's save it, give me Martyrs pay more pensions."

It was Luo Cheng who spoke. After expressing his intentions, he directly issued an order to the team members temporarily managing the resident kitchen, "Let's eat noodles at noon. Don't put meat, just add some vegetables."

Liu Yifei stared, that's all he said, did Luo Cheng work so hard, eating vegetarian noodles won't save much meat money!

Luo Cheng said eloquently, "Two meals, or three or four meals if you can't save one meal, it's no big deal to eat a few less meat for the sake of the deceased comrades in arms, unless you are out of respect for the deceased."

Having said all this, who dares to object, can only accept the fact that he is about to become a vegetarian in dejection, and wonders if he will not have the strength to train if he does not eat meat for a few days.

Now that it has been decided that the fleet will increase the amount of pensions, the specific amount needs to be negotiated, followed by a heated discussion, and it is finally decided that the fleet will add [-] credits to each family.

"Take it as everyone's wishes," Ye Hongwen made a final decision.

(End of this chapter)