Please make money.

"What? You have one too?"

"I...Brother Sun, what about you?"

Brother Sun spat out a fish bone, smacked his lips and felt a little regretful: "The more you eat, the more you will gain. I only ate a few times in the cafeteria before, and they refunded me a few hundred..."

"No, what is this money for?" Jin Fan was afraid of the burning sensation in his hand! Don't let the system make a mistake and say it was him!

"Regarding the meal allowance, it was said that someone in the cafeteria had embezzled money, and the 10-yuan welfare dishes were marked up to dozens of yuan. Now the eldest lady has set things right and cut it down. All the extra money that was deducted from the records that can be calculated has been returned to your work cards."

"...Can I withdraw cash?" The colleague rubbed his hands and said, "Two thousand one is fine!"

Brother Sun looked at him like a fool: "What do you think?"

"That's like a carrot on a donkey's head! Do I have to eat up the 2,100 before I can leave?"

"Then you can choose not to do it. You can get paid but you still have so many things to do... Do you know how busy the Finance and Insurance Department is today? It is said that more than a hundred people were mobilized for this account. The programming team next door was transferred over to help. I helped out. Our young lady is really willing to spend money..."

Just think about how much Assistant Liu embezzled and how much Fatty Zheng made, and you will know how much Alia returned this time.

The only advantage of having money on paper is that it can be given in a steady stream, just like bank savings, you can't have a bank run, right?

The canteen had no objection to this. After all, they were still making the same amount of money as before. Now they were said to have to pay less money for "favors" and "protection fees" in addition to management fees. Instead, they felt relieved and began to wait and see how long this hypocritical attitude could last.

Alia’s goal is very clear, to continue until the group runs out of money - she is just a small customer service representative, how can she survive without benefits!

Brother Sun looked at Jin Fan, the former victim, with envy: "Fanzi is lucky, he just happened to catch up with the young lady this time, twenty-three thousand... Tsk..."

With 10 yuan, how many meals can you eat in the canteen where meat dishes cost 5 yuan, vegetable dishes cost 1 yuan, and rice cost yuan?

Not to mention that this so-called meat dish is a portion that can give you four lion heads weighing 323 yuan...

Even if one person can only buy it once a day, if they take it away it is enough for two people to eat for a whole day. Chunchun just changed the way to distribute money.

The colleague smacked his lips and said, “I take that back.”

"What?"

"The young lady is trying to win us over - I don't think this is reasonable. Is the young lady being kind and giving alms to poor people like us?"

"Shut up! Look who's sitting behind you!"

Brother Sun kicked him, and his colleague subconsciously looked back, and then found that in the corner behind him, Alia and a young man were eating.

"Who is that young man?"

"The new CEO of the Consumer Electronics Division, Ai Lijing, the eldest daughter's younger brother and Mr. Ai's son."

"…Is the group's top management going to be replaced?"

"Who knows? Let's eat..."

"Eh? Who is that guy?" The colleague stood up and said, "Is he trying to tease our young lady? He looks like a decent person - but he's selling insurance?"

"The boss of the financial insurance department, Mr. Lei Fanlei."

"Hey... Mr. Lei is indeed a handsome man. Selling insurance is his main business... Ha... Haha..."

One of the four giants of the God damn group came to eat in the cafeteria. Shouldn't they be in the revolving restaurant, eating a social banquet worth 8,888 yuan and drinking Maotai from bottle to bottle?

No matter how you look at it, what they eat is no different from what you eat...

"Stop looking, stop looking, let's get down to business!" Brother Sun knocked on his plate: "Look at me, I have something to announce!"

Jin Fan and his colleagues looked over, waiting for Brother Sun to declare him an idiot, but unexpectedly Brother Sun said the name of the plan.

"The plan?"

"Yes! That plan!"

"Is this true? That plan can also be implemented?!"

"Didn't the eldest lady tell me before? I will go to report to the second young master tomorrow. I should really go..."

A newbie was puzzled and interrupted: "Brother Sun, Brother Jin, that plan... what plan is it?"

"The name of that plan is 'That Plan'. It was something our boss was determined to do when he was still around, and it was almost launched."

"……and after?"

"What happened next?" Brother Sun's eyes flashed with sadness. "Then Mr. Ai's plane crashed and the project was cancelled. Who would be willing to do such thankless work? We were still young at that time, and we always wanted to do something big... Now that I think about it, the eldest lady is younger than us, so she probably has this ambition."

"Who is the boss then?"

"Our former team leader, later...sigh..."

The newbie asked cautiously, "Did he also--his plane crashed?"

"No, he's being kept by his childhood sweetheart, who doesn't let him be a programmer, saying it would cause hair loss. Now he's running a B&B in the south of the colorful clouds."

Sun Ge got angry when he said this: "People are just different! Why do we all write code, but he has a childhood sweetheart, a rich and beautiful wife! I have nothing! He even has two cats, two dogs, and three parrots - and a peacock! A peacock!!"

"Don't be angry, Sun, don't be angry... So what exactly is 'that plan' for?"

"Hey, it's not a big deal." Brother Sun waved his hand and said calmly: "It's just developing our own operating system, for both mobile and PC."

"...???"

100-Burn money! Burn money! Ecological backlash!

Jin Fan came to work early in the morning and had the illusion that he was in a dream.

I was forced to leave work on time yesterday. Even though I had dinner in the company cafeteria, it was only a little after seven when I got home.

Going home too early made him so confused as to not know what to do. He procrastinated and played games for half the night until it was only a little after eleven o'clock.

In the end, I was so bored that I lay on the bed with my phone and watched the movies I had collected but never watched. I fell asleep while watching.

I found out in the morning that I had slept for 8 hours...

8 hours! I slept from : last night to : this morning! Is this the amount of sleep I can have as a social animal?

You know, in the past he often came home very late, so he had the retaliatory entertainment idea of ​​"I don't want to sleep in the middle of the night because this is my own leisure time". Even if he knew there was nothing good to watch, he still mechanically and numbly watched boring short videos until two or three in the morning before he could barely fall asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I saw that I had slept for only four or five hours, and I was on the verge of sudden death at any time...

But then again, even if I go to bed early and get up early, I don’t feel that it has any panacea-like effects.

Well, if I have to say it, it’s that I get hungry earlier… I used to eat in the morning and at noon because I was afraid of missing the clock-in time.

On the way, he met colleagues from the department. They walked side by side and shared their experiences of whether they were dreaming the previous day.

"I've been working for three years and this is the first time I've gotten to and from get off work on time. My girlfriend suspected I was fired."

"Heh, you're better than Lao Li. He goes to get off work and leaves on time, but when he gets home he finds the guy next door sitting in his living room watching TV."

"...So cruel?"

"That's right, and then he was dragged by his wife to give birth to a child."

"No, shouldn't we just get mad at this?"

"What are you mad about?"

"Old Li is into this?! This is even more niche than pure love!"

"No, the boy next door is three and a half years old this year. His TV is broken, but the child is well behaved and doesn't make any noise, which makes his wife very jealous."

Jin Fan recalled Old Li in the department, who seemed to be an old programmer who was often busy in front of the computer until late at night.

I didn't expect he still had a wife... No, I didn't expect his wife hadn't divorced him yet...

That doesn’t seem right?

Jin Fan was thinking in confusion, and for a moment he felt a strong sense of discomfort because of the overly normal pace of life.

"A little hungry."

"I ate it. Hehe, it's a rare day for me to get up early today. I feel like I'm going on a picnic as a student!"

"why?"

"Of course it's because of that plan—"

"It's a pity that the company cafeteria is closed in the morning, otherwise I would - shit?!"

"What the hell?"

"..."

"Please speak!"

"Did you receive the group chat notification?" The colleague looked at his phone, his throat rolling, and turned the page: "The staff cafeteria is open."

"Open? Then what? Selling breakfast?" Another colleague impatiently took out his phone: "Just buy anything, right - damn!"

Jin Fan looked at them with puzzlement, their eyes wide open and their ignorant expressions, and took out his cell phone to look through the work software.

What new breakfast product could turn all of you into this?

The group chat notification was very simple. It was a girl with a bright smile holding a plate with sliced ​​rice rolls drizzled with soy sauce on it.

Then there were two lines of text below, in a particularly strong commercial advertising style of third-tier city buffet restaurants trying to attract customers, and the art design was appalling.

"Starting today! The free breakfast buffet at the group headquarters is now open! Today's rice rolls are really great! "

"...fuck!"

Breakfast buffet? Free!!

Jin Fan and several colleagues looked at each other, and the same meaning appeared in everyone's eyes.

"I'm hungry, how about you?"

"Breakfast is served from 7:20 to 9:20 in the restaurants of the three buildings, ABC, once a day with employee ID cards."

“…I ate a little, but I’m hungry again.”

"I suddenly want to come to work earlier." Jin Fan looked up at his colleagues who were queuing up to enter the park building. He seemed to see the words "eaters" hovering above the heads of the crowd. If you asked them to punch in at work, they would most likely give you face for the sake of salary.

But if you want to have breakfast in the morning, there is a buffet with everything. You should pay attention to the combination of meat and vegetables for a balanced nutrition - it's free!

Then they would be like they are now...

“Hurry, hurry, hurry—I want to eat rice rolls ahhhh!!”

……

……

"Isn't 9:30 too early for work?"

While eating rice rolls, Alia felt the need to corrupt the lovely and kind employees.

People earn five or six thousand yuan a month, and have to commute early in the morning to work for you, which makes them feel a little uneasy.

"Nine to five, the group's 9:30 is considered a conscientious working time." Lei Fan hesitated and could only persuade: "That's about it."

He could understand Alia's move of "buying people's hearts" and fully agreed that these benefits should be implemented in the projects instead of simply calculating money or subsidies.

Because subsidies can be manipulated and money can be delayed or deducted in various ways, but the breakfast is here, you can eat it or not.

It is also an alternative way to dangle a carrot over employees' heads, making them more inclined to come to work.

Doesn’t our neighboring competitor have the same system – get off work at 6pm, but have half-price dinner at 7pm, midnight snack at 8pm, and taxi subsidies after 9pm.

They don't ask employees to work overtime, but if you work overtime, you can enjoy this kind of welfare treatment. Anyway, you will be idle at home anyway...

Alia scoffed at this. In her words, giving employees the right to choose is called welfare, and not having it is just like being a bitch and trying to be a saint.

"The group's breakfast buffet is always open. For other employees who are not at the headquarters or are on business trips to the headquarters, the breakfast allowance is increased by 10 yuan every morning."

"...Okay." Lei Fan did some calculations in his mind. This amount of money would cost him about 60 yuan more every day, which is more than million yuan a year.

But when he looked at the money flowing away, he didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, he felt that it should have been like this a long time ago.

Perhaps it was because Alia's mother had set him such a high moral standard that Lei Fan, a young man from a mountain village, still had extraordinary empathy even though he had grown into one of the four giants of the group and had experienced so much intrigue. He was able to understand the difficulties of ordinary employees and the necessity of these "small benefits".

“How much have the operating costs of the consumer electronics division soared?”

"According to the current welfare benefits, it is only about 5%. If you add the breakfast subsidy, it may be a little more, but it will not exceed 7%, which is relatively stable."

"Huh? Why is it only rising so little?" Alia frowned in confusion: "I have already spent several hundred million, right?"

"That's not how it's calculated. Miss, you fired me. Well, I mean, so many executives chose to leave without any compensation. The cost reduction in this area is basically equal to the soaring operating costs. After the new executives reorganize the department and put forward budget requirements, perhaps the Consumer Electronics Sales Department will face a round of financial pressure."

Lei Fan was busy until after 2 a.m. last night, with more than 200 of his men calculating these things. Now he can recite the details without any information.