In a restaurant, Bian Shangmei was carefully removing the fish bones from a pollack. After removing all the fish bones, she trimmed the edges and put it in Nan Jiajun's bowl. "Oppa, eat this."
"Eat it yourself, don't worry about me."
While Nan Jiajun was talking, his eyes never left the documents in his hand. When eating, he just mechanically held the spoon and stuffed food into his mouth. He had no time to pick up the dishes. It was Bian Shangmei who picked up the dishes and put them into his mouth.
Although Nan Jiajun said so, Bian Shangmei still carefully served him meals and didn't even bother to eat herself.
Although she was just serving someone, Bian Shangmei never got tired of it and felt very satisfied in her heart. This was her lover, and no matter what she did for him, she would be happy.
"Oppa, Seo Taiji and the boys are having a performance the day after tomorrow, can you go with me?"
"when?"
"Seven o'clock in the evening."
"Can."
"Really?" Bian Shangmei said excitedly.
Nan Jiajun nodded, "Well, buy sixteen more tickets, and two guests will go with us."
"Uh... the tickets are sold out."
"Youngmin."
"Yes." Zheng Yongmin, who was standing in the corner, responded.
When Bian Shangmei heard what the two said, her face drooped instantly. The tickets were indeed sold out, but it was not that she had no way to buy them. There was no shortage of scalpers in Seoul. She just didn't want anyone to disturb her world of two.
Nan Jiajun continued to look at his documents, still mechanically putting the spoon in his mouth. After two spoonfuls, he felt something was wrong. The chewing in his mouth was too pure, with only rice grains, without the tearing of kimchi or the garlic-shaped pieces of fish.
After taking a look at his own braised pork and glancing at the sulking Bian Shangmei, Nan Jiajun put down the documents in his hand and picked up the food with chopsticks.
"I will be very busy in the future and won't have much time to accompany you, Shangmei. You can focus more on your work. The promotion mechanism of New Miracle will only promote talented employees. Your relationship with me will not bring any help to your promotion."
"Really?" Bian Shangmei questioned, "Why did Cui Huijing get promoted, and why was he promoted so quickly?"
"Because he worked extremely hard when he was reincarnated twenty-six years ago. In order to commend his hard-working attitude, his promotion will naturally be put on the fast track." Nan Jiajun said as a matter of course.
“Isn’t it because his father Choi Chung-yeol is a congressman?”
"You and I are saying the same thing. New Miracle will not let down any employee's efforts. The more contributions you make, the more you will get. Because of Choi Chung-ryul's help, Choi Hwi-kyung has made a significant contribution to New Miracle. That's why he was promoted so quickly."
"Oppa, your argument is too cruel. It's unfair to other colleagues who work hard and put in overtime every day."
Nan Jiajun picked up the napkin and wiped his lips, then folded it and put it back on the table. “New Miracle has made precise measurements and calculations on the workload of each position. If you work hard, you can definitely finish it within six and a half hours.
At least 70% of the overtime hours that employees work in a year are due to low work efficiency during working hours, and some are incurred in order to get more overtime pay.
On average, each employee wastes at least one and a half hours a day in the smoking areas, rooftops, tea rooms, and toilets in office corridors. The rest of the time is wasted on eating breakfast, making private calls, and exceeding the lunch break, etc. During normal working hours, the average working time of each employee is less than four and a half hours.
Except for a limited number of positions at New Miracle where overtime is necessary to accommodate customer schedules, there is no need for overtime at all for other positions.
We in Korea compare everything with Japan, hoping to surpass Japan, but at the same time we are also learning from Japan. The way companies work and the overtime culture are all influenced by Japan.
I don't like this overtime culture, so I don't pay attention to the length of employees' working hours. When an employee works more overtime, his score will be lower than others when facing promotion competition.
It is also because of this overtime culture that New Miracle's salary expenditure last year exceeded the normal planned expenditure by 700 million won."
Bian Shangmei said: "In this case, why doesn't the company change the system to restrict overtime work?"
Nan Jiajun lit a cigarette, took a puff, slowly exhaled the smoke, and asked, "Why do we need to restrict it?"
"Reduce company expenses."
Nan Jiajun flicked the ash off his cigarette, then patted the dust on his suit collar. “Office work is different from assembly line work. One is mechanical work that doesn’t require brainpower. The higher the efficiency of the staff per unit time, the more profit the company will make. Under the premise of maintaining a certain efficiency, the longer the staff works, the greater the company’s profit will be.
Based on this theory, the company's factory will adopt a basic task volume plus piece-rate salary model. Employees only need to complete the specified task volume to get their full basic salary, and the excess part will be paid in a tiered piece-rate manner. The more they do, the higher the unit price will be.
This is a disguised way of encouraging employees to maintain high efficiency. If the efficiency is too low, the company's cost expenditure will increase, the machines need electricity to run, and there will also be wear and tear depreciation.
As the company's product sales have been increasing, this salary model is very suitable, the company's profit margin remains at a high level, and the employees are very satisfied with their salaries and have a high enthusiasm for work. "
“What will the company do if the profit margin cannot maintain the current figure?”
Nan Jiajun glared at Bian Shangmei and said, “The company will start laying off employees from your brand division. The significance of a brand is its added value, which guarantees the company’s high profit margin. If you cannot maintain a high profit margin, it only means that there is something wrong with the brand or the entire industry.
What the company can do is to lower its profit margin requirements and ensure the income of assembly line workers. When the profit margin drops to an unacceptable number, the company move the assembly line to a country with lower wages, prolong the recession period, and reap as much profit as possible.
My father has always said that we should treat our own people well. It is shameful to lay off employees due to poor management caused by incompetent management. "
"Who can guarantee that a company's operations will never have problems? Layoffs and shrinking business lines are something many companies have to go through," said Bian Shangmei.
"You're right. That's why New Miracle chooses the fields it wants to enter carefully. It is particularly keen on entering the food industry. People must eat as long as they are alive, and the price of food rises relatively steadily. The company can always fluctuate around the most reasonable profit margin."
Bian Shangmei: "Huh? How can the price of food be stable? The price of international supplementary food has fluctuated greatly in the past six months."
"Heh." Nan Jiajun smiled faintly, "New Miracle is just a small branch of a large consortium. When calculating the profit margin, we should not only focus on New Miracle, but also look at the income, expenditure and profit of the relevant business lines of the entire consortium.
Sometimes New Miracle becomes a victim of speculative operations by other business lines. Whenever this happens, part of New Miracle's losses will be included in cost expenditures and it will be compensated.
Let’s get back to the point. This is where office work comes in.”
Nan Jiajun pointed to his temple and said, "Each employee thinks differently and needs different external environments, time and space to trigger inspiration, so the office system of New Miracle is relatively loose, only requiring employees to complete their specific tasks on time, and there are no big requirements on which time nodes they work at within the specified time.
Overtime pay will be included in an employee's cost considerations. When an employee's cost expenditure is higher than the benefits he creates for two consecutive months, the company should consider optimizing him.
At New Miracle, you won’t get extra points for working overtime, and you won’t lose points for not working overtime. I only look at the results.
As I said before, the tasks that New Miracle assigns to each employee are within a reasonable range, and New Miracle will not exploit its employees like cattle and horses.
If an employee suffers from neurasthenia or even dies from overwork due to work, it only means that there is a problem with the human resources department, allowing an employee whose talents do not meet the requirements of New Miracle to sneak into the company, and the employee has been doing work beyond his ability.
To use mathematics as an example, new miracles require talents who can understand a mathematical formula at a glance, rather than mediocre people who have to study it repeatedly and spend several days to fully understand it.
It’s not that hard work is worthless in New Miracle, but the extra points you can get from hard work are very few.”
"You are too idealistic. There is a phenomenon in the company where seniors bully juniors and old employees bully new employees. The work that new employees need to complete cannot be completed during normal working hours, so they have to work overtime.
When I first joined the company, I had to work overtime until 10pm every day to finish my work. I had to arrive at the company half an hour earlier the next day to buy coffee and breakfast for the old employees and clean the office area. I could only sleep four hours a day.
"As far as I know, it only takes 20 minutes to get from where you live to the company under normal circumstances, and only about 40 minutes even in a traffic jam. You get off work at 10 o'clock, and arrive at your place at 11 o'clock. If you add in the time for washing and brushing your teeth, two hours should be enough. Go to bed at 1 o'clock in the morning, and get up at 7:30 the next morning to wash and brush your teeth. You can sleep for six and a half hours."
Nan Jiajun looked at Bian Shangmei's face with a half-smile, "Excuse me, where did you lose the two and a half hours?"
"Oppa, besides work and sleep, life also has living and entertainment. I want to have a midnight snack, I want to watch TV series, I want..."
Nan Jiajun spread his hands, "The company only needs employees to be in the company for eight hours, and work hard for five hours. The company has no right to interfere with how to use the remaining sixteen hours. Sixteen hours without enough time for sleep, is this the company's fault?"
Bian Shangmei: "It's not eight hours, it's from 8:30 in the morning to 10 at night, 13.5 hours."
"The company does not give senior employees the power to control new employees. It is not a company rule that seniors can order juniors around. This is the general environment of South Korean society. Every employee has to go through the period of being a rookie.
If a new employee feels that something is unreasonable, he can stand up and resist, and change the unreasonable environment, or he can set smaller goals, change his own work status, and stop doing unreasonable work.
Shang Mei, you are my girlfriend, and I am the president of New Miracle, why didn't you stand up and resist when you were a new employee? "
"I..." Bian Shangmei was speechless.
Without waiting for Bian Shangmei to answer, Nan Jiajun continued, "Because you are a smart person, because you can analyze the pros and cons and know that standing up to resist will not have a good result. So you also acquiesce to being oppressed by the old employees, and just want to get through the period of being a new employee as soon as possible, and wait until you become an old employee, and then exploit the new employees in a more harsh way.
I am also a talented person and I can analyze the pros and cons. I also know that the system of my predecessors is not so easy to overturn, and even if it is overturned, it will not bring me any benefits. Therefore, I can only acquiesce in its existence and turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to the high-intensity work of new employees.
The group that creates benefits for the company is the old employees, not the new employees. Strictly speaking, the new employees are not considered our own people, so why should I treat them differently? "
Bian Shangmei muttered, "Shouldn't we treat them kindly if they are not our own?"
"Why should I treat you kindly? Because we are both human beings?" Nan Jiajun raised his voice and shouted, "I was hungry, so I snatched food from the dog bowl and was bitten by the dog. I finally got a mouthful of dog food, but when it was still in my intestines and not in my stomach, I was punished again and had two ribs and leg bones broken.
At that time, who had pity on me? Who helped me? "
Nan Jiajun lit a cigarette and took a few puffs to calm himself down. "What I have experienced is beyond your imagination. There were two people in this world who were truly kind to me, but unfortunately God did not treat them well.
Another person said to me, a puddle of mud with no value in existence: Boy, I will give you good food and drink, and when you grow up you will work for me, how about that?
This person is Abaji. He has never said that he loves me. Instead, he always emphasizes that he raised me so that I can help him in the future. I don’t need to be grateful to him. What I eat, drink, play and get a good education are all his early investments in me. He treats me as a tool to be used.
The words were very cruel, but I was very happy during the little childhood and adolescence that I had left. I had friends and I could get any toys I wanted. "
Nan Jiajun frowned, "The only thing I'm not satisfied with is the food. I can't eat whatever I want, I have to follow a nutritional diet. At that time, I hoped that every day was Friday, because I could choose the food according to my own wishes. Every time I would order a lot of fried chicken...
You have also seen that what Ababaji asked me to do for him was to be a good chairman of New Miracle and make New Miracle grow into a chaebol in South Korea. Half of the profits gained in this process belonged to me personally, but the half that Ababaji took was shared by many people.
My father never said he loved me, but he sent me to a starting point that is out of reach for most people. I believe that few people would be unwilling to be used by such a person in this way.
Especially for someone like me, according to the normal trajectory, I would die in a garbage dump or under a bridge, silently dying with hatred for the world.
My father made me understand that this world does not need false love. As long as everyone follows the principle of equal exchange, the world will be harmonious. The same is true for love. When someone brags about the infinite happiness he enjoys in love, it means that he is a vested interest, and his partner pays more and gets less. "
Nan Jiajun held Bian Shangmei's hand and whispered softly: "Shangmei, I don't understand love, nor do I know how to love others, but I won't let your efforts go unrequited. Thank you for your love for me. When I am done with this busy period, I will accompany you well."
"Um."
Bian Shangmei's body softened and she fell into Nan Jiajun's arms.
After the beautiful moment, Nan Jiajun got in the car and headed for Daehan Flour Milling. Halfway through the journey, he suddenly asked Zheng Yongmin, "Brother Yongmin, did my father give you a task to monitor me?"
"No, the old president once told me that if the president ever asks this question, I should report it to him. From today on, the president will be responsible for paying our team's salary."
Nan Jiajun was slightly stunned, then laughed heartily, "Hahaha, Brother Yongmin, call and report to Dad right now."
"So."
"Hey, Dad, you can't do that. You still have to look at me."
Nan Wuwei mocked Nan Yi, set up a slingshot, and shot a bullet straight at the longarm catfish (Pearl River longarm abalone) in the water. With a snap, the bullet hit the longarm catfish's head, and the longarm catfish's body instantly straightened with its belly facing up.
Nan Yi reached into the water and scooped up the long-armed catfish weighing more than three kilograms. "Stop bragging. I forgot to consider the refraction of light, otherwise I wouldn't have missed it."
"Hey, I don't believe it. It was you who taught me how to determine the correct position of the fish."
Nan Yi threw the fish to Nan Wuwei and said angrily, "Copy it a thousand times when you get home and I will believe it."
Nan Wuwei took the fish in his hand and laughed happily.
Nan Yi had no idea what to do with his son. He could only turn the harpoon over and observe whether each fork was straight. "I clearly aimed well, how could I miss the target?"
Just when Nan Yi was feeling depressed, the school beauty walked up to him with a phone in hand.
"Haha, he asked after all. Give the phone to Jiajun."
There was silence on the other end of the line for a while, and then Nan Jiajun's voice came out, "Dad, what's up?"
"That's right. You will be responsible for Yongmin and the others' salaries from now on."
Nan Jiajun: “Yes.”
"Don't worry about it. No one is watching you. If there were someone more trustworthy than you, you wouldn't be sitting in your current position. However, continue to be cautious and skeptical. Although it's a little tiring, it won't make you fall easily."
Nan Jiajun: "Yes, Dad."
"Hang up, I haven't eaten yet."
Nan Jiajun: "Wait, Dad, the actress you mentioned earlier, I have already signed her to So.Hot Entertainment, an entertainment company under the company."
"Ha, I just said it casually at the time. I had forgotten her existence a long time ago. I think she is a good actress. South Korea's film and television production is not good now. Let the president of the entertainment company push her to Hong Kong to star in one or two works. Oh, and it would be best if she plays opposite Zhang Guorong, so that she can get some popularity."
Nan Jiajun: “Yes.”
"Is the girl group preparing?"
Nan Jiajun: "It's already in progress. Xinsheng Plastic Surgery Hospital has used the best technology to transform them. I believe they will cause a sensation after their debut."
"Very good. We must promote them with all our strength and let them become role models so that our potential customers can believe that they can change their lives through plastic surgery."
Nan Jiajun: “Yes.”
"goodbye."
"Goodbye, Dad."
"Hehe, Ao Tian, ​​look at my superb spear skills." As soon as Nan Yi hung up the phone, Nan Wuwei picked up a piece of dirt and threw it at Nan Yi.
Nan Yi dodged the mud and begged for mercy, "Master Yin, spare my life. As long as you spare my life, I will marry my daughter Xiao Ming to you."
"Hmph, your daughter has long been mine. Prepare to die, Ao Tian." Nan Wuwei grabbed another piece of dirt and aimed at Nan Yi.
"Yin Ping'an, you are shameless. Your brother Yin Mingyang didn't know how to live or die. He has already died under my gun. I think you are tired of living. Take it. One shot, three bullets." Nan Yi grabbed a piece of mud and cracked it into three or four pieces with a light squeeze. He turned his body in a circle and threw the mud in his hand out. "My bullets sparked and hit the wall and bounced back. Five shots hit one point."
"Oh, Dad, you're serious. I won't pretend anymore. I'll let you see who is the real gun god." Nan Wuwei, who had been hit several times, took out a slingshot, loaded it with a mud bullet, straightened the rubber band and aimed it at Nan Yi.
"Okay, okay, you are a gun god, quickly kill the fish." Seeing that Nan Wuwei was about to use his magic weapon and was about to get serious, Nan Yi quickly called a halt.
"No, Dad, you can't play tricks on me. You have to let me hit you."
"You hurt me, who will cook for you?"
"I do."
As soon as Nan Wuwei finished speaking, his hand loosened and the mud bullet flew straight towards Nan Yi.
Seeing the flying mud bullet, Nan Yi did not dodge, but tensed his body and took it with his stomach. He patted the mud off his T-shirt and said to Nan Wuwei, "Hurry up, go cook."
Nan Wuwei was about to put away his slingshot when he suddenly saw a field mouse emerging from a hole on the ridge of the field. He quickly loaded the slingshot and aimed, "Dad, do you want to kill some stags to eat?"
Nan Yi glanced at the field mouse and said, "Be quiet. Who knows if it carries any germs? Also, where is the name of the celestial deer? How come Dad doesn't know it?"
"That's what Grandpa Ruiwu told me in the restaurant."
"Oh, don't eat outside. I'll go make a fire."
Nan Yi came to a dead branch of a tree and kicked it a few times, breaking it into pieces. He then broke off the thin branches and removed the dead leaves on them. He piled them on the ground, lit them, put thin branches on top, and then placed thick branches on top. Soon a bonfire was lit.
He took out a dagger and sorted out a few branches. He strung the August oranges he had begged for on the branches and then stuck the branches into the ground twenty centimeters away from the campfire, letting the oranges be roasted by the fire.
Following the same method, Nan Yi strung a few Macrobrachium rosenbergii weighing between 150 and 200 grams on branches and stuck them into the ground 20 centimeters away from the campfire.
It was also a case of luck. It is very rare for wild Macrobrachium rosenbergii to grow to this size. I didn't expect to come across a nest of them.
However, it will be difficult to see such a fish in China in the future. Just less than two hours ago, Nan Yi and Nan Wuwei ran into a fishing friend who was very fashionable. He used a new energy fishing rod. He sank the tip of the fishing rod into the water, and with a squeaking sound, a fish would immediately lie belly up on the water surface. He could just scoop it up with a scoop net, and it was not a dream to catch hundreds of kilograms of fish a day.
I believe that such a useful fishing rod will become popular in no time.
After cleaning the shrimps, Nan Yi entered a wasteland and transformed himself into a frog, jumping around in the field. He picked up a few grasshoppers and locusts in his hands and examined them carefully. He threw those that were parasitized by wireworms into the fire and skewered the clean ones and roasted them over the fire.
After doing all this, Nan Yi took two German military canteens to the stream, took off his T-shirt and covered the mouths of the canteens with it, then dipped the canteens into the water and filled them with water.
Once the kettle is full, tighten the lid and throw it directly into the fire.
After a while, Nan Wuwei, who had gone to butcher the fish, came back with not only a fish in his hand, but also a water snake.
"Dad, there are fish eggs, what should I do?"
"That's easy. Grill the fish and I'll go find some side dishes."
"Uh-huh."
Nan Yi went to the stream again, picked up some duckweed from the water, pinched it into a handful, and broke off a willow branch from a willow tree by the stream. He returned to the campfire, tied the duckweed with the branch, hung it on a thick branch, and roasted it over the fire.
[Willow trees were rare in Guangdong Province in the 1980s and 1990s, but they were not non-existent. The reason for their scarcity was said to be related to Feng Shui. Willow trees gather shade, but this statement is not necessarily reliable. It is absolutely true that Lingnan is not suitable for the growth of willow trees. They can survive, but they are likely to grow into crooked and broken fruits when grown naturally.]
After the moisture in the duckweed was dried, Nan Yi collected the duckweed, skimmed off the burnt parts, put the rest in a lunch box, and crushed the duckweed into crumbs with a stainless steel spoon.
Then use the filtration osmosis method to fill half a box with water, hang the lunch box over the fire, wait for the water to boil, soak the lunch box in the stream for a while, wait for the water temperature to drop, put the fish eggs into the lunch box, and continue to put it on the fire to burn.
In a blink of an eye, the locusts, grasshoppers and shrimps were already roasted. Nan Yi picked up a string of grasshoppers, removed the burnt shells on the outside, picked up an August orange, squeezed it with his hands, poured the orange juice on the grasshopper meat, and then handed the finished string to Nan Wuwei.
"Take it."
"Hmm, delicious." After taking a bite, Nan Wuwei praised it highly.
Nan Yi made a bunch for himself and took a bite to savor it. As he was eating, the tiger cub came over with a bunch of small shrimps in his hand.
"Just right, a little light."
The small shrimps in the stream are clean and can be eaten raw. They have a salty, fresh and fishy taste and the meat is very tender.
The five of them ate up the grasshoppers, locusts, shrimps, snakes, fish, and fish roe soup with the small shrimps. After filling their stomachs, the tiger cub picked some dandelions and dogtail grass, and Nan Yi boiled them into soup, and everyone drank a few sips.
After extinguishing the bonfire and finding a shady spot, Nan Yi sat on the ground, while Nan Wuwei lay on the ground, using Nan Yi's thigh as a pillow.
Nan Wuwei closed his eyes and adjusted his posture, "Dad, I'll close my eyes for a while, don't let the bugs crawl on me."
"Go to sleep, I'll watch over you."
Nan Yi responded, fiddled with Nan Wuwei's messy hair to straighten it out, reached into his pocket and took out the willow leaf that had been placed there just now, stroked it with his fingers, smoothed the willow leaf and held it between his lips to let it moisten with his saliva, then tried to blow it, and when it made a sound, Nan Yi joined in the tune.
A song of "Ode to Joy" sounded in Nan Yi's mouth.