Chapter 215 Executives
Bitworld is a medium-sized Internet company located in the east of Yin City. Its two or three social apps and short video apps are not well-known, but their development prospects are not bad.
At this time, the company was conducting team building activities on the floor, and a fat-headed and big-eared senior corporate executive was speaking with a microphone on the stage.
Recently, an employee of the downstairs company died of sudden cardiac arrest due to excessive overtime.
In Bittron World Company, many employees secretly discussed and criticized the 996 overtime policy designated by the company's superiors.
"...About 996, I know you have a lot of complaints,
But I think it is a blessing to be able to do 996. "
The bloated and obese company executive looked at the black and white employees in the audience and said emotionally: "When I was young, I was not only 996, but 12*12,
But now, I am on the stage, and you are in the audience. "
Most of the employees had stiff smiles on their faces.
The few employees who are usually accused of being "sycophants" by their colleagues have dark expressions on their faces and clenched fists, as if inspired and moved by the words of the executives.
Programmer Chen Furuo, as one of the company's employees, also stood in the audience to listen to the lecture. He glanced at the boastful executive, and suddenly felt nauseated in his heart. He lowered his head and covered his mouth to prevent himself from vomiting.
"...Youth requires struggle. Struggle creates brilliance,
If you didn't think about 996 when you were young,
Then when you are old, you will regret not having 996!
I know that everyone wants to be successful, to stand out and achieve financial freedom. "
The executive held the microphone in one hand, pointed at the crowd with the other, and said affectionately: "However, let me ask you a question, if you are not willing to put in the sweat and time to surpass others, how can you improve? Why should you be more successful than others?
There are many 996 people in this world, and there are many people who work more hours every day,
The workers in those factories work far harder than you, but you can sit comfortably in an air-conditioned room and get more money than them every month.
The most important thing is that you are creating wealth for the society,
Your work is far more difficult and more valuable than simple labor in a factory.
You are doing something truly valuable, meaningful and rewarding.
So I said, 996 is a kind of blessing that many people can't cultivate, and you are very lucky to be able to 996. "
Chen Furuo lowered his head and remained silent, but a burst of violence surged deep in his heart.
This fat-headed executive always likes to boast. He obviously pays meager wages, pays poorly, works overtime with no overtime pay, abuses his subordinates at will, and even touches some female employees.
He always looks like giving to the employees, pity the employees, everything is for the good of the employees under him.
nausea!
The executives were still talking on the stage, "...Think about it, those who are unemployed, those whose company performance is not good and may lay off employees at any time, those who rely on work to support their families, and those who have exhausted A person with a mind that accomplishes nothing.
Don't think about what the company can do for you, think about what you can do for the company. "
Shit!
Chen Furuo clenched his fists subconsciously. The last time his father fell and broke a bone in his hometown, he asked the company for leave to go home and have a look. talk,
"The company is now trying to go public, and everyone is working hard day and night. However, your situation is special. If you really feel that it is really difficult, then go home and visit your parents, and give yourself some room for thinking."
Everyone can tell that the executive means that if he wants to ask for leave, then the job may not be kept...
Chen Furuo needs this job to support himself. He has a girlfriend to take care of, parents to support, rent to pay, and future mortgages and car loans...
In desperation, he gave up asking for leave and went back to his hometown. When making video calls, he didn't even dare to look his parents in the eyes.
"...When my brother, your boss, and I started our business together, we saved every penny. We were reluctant to rent a house outside, so we slept on the floor of the company.
In order to ensure work efficiency, I only slept 5 hours a day. Fortunately, my brothers and I worked very hard and survived the fierce market competition abruptly, and survived to this day! It's even coming soon! "
The executive's emotions became agitated, "What does it mean to be listed? It means that everyone's prospects are brighter and the future is more boundless.
However, people who dawdle, muddle through, and refuse to devote 100% of their energy to struggle are not my brothers and sisters.
Employees who can't work hard, have extremely poor performance, and have low cost performance are moths in the company and need to be eliminated and resolved through negotiation. "
His bloated and narrow eyes swept across the audience, and all the employees who were staring at him involuntarily lowered their heads.
"Recently, I've heard some rumors against the corporate system.
First of all, our company never insists on working overtime! ! Whether to work overtime is entirely voluntary.
Secondly, those employees who do not agree with the company system from the bottom of their hearts, either change themselves to adapt themselves to the company,
Either give feedback to the superiors, put forward opinions and suggestions, and promote the development of the company.
Posting on forums, going to Zhihu to complain, and insulting leaders with the most vicious words in the circle of friends, what kind of ability is this?
If you have the ability, don't eat this bowl of rice. If you are capable, stand up now and let me see what you are! "
The executive's gaze circled around Chen Furuo. He looked at the employees who bowed their heads and said nothing, and said with a sneer, "Waste will always be waste. People who can't create wealth, get out as soon as possible."
"Go away!"
Chen Furuo subconsciously yelled out, and the surrounding crowd looked at him in astonishment, as if they were in shock. This cowardly programmer who had always been taciturn, inarticulate, and hard-working, dared to publicly refute the executives on such an occasion.
Are you crazy?
No more work?
"What did you say?" The executive seemed unable to believe his ears, staring at the unsightly employee with his eyes wide open, "Say it again?"
"Get out! You! Horse!"
Chen Furuo said with red eyes: "You keep saying that overtime is not compulsory, but those colleagues who don't want to work overtime are pushed out and kicked out in minutes.
When I was about to get off work, I suddenly ordered the work, and asked for the results at 9:00 tomorrow morning. I saw that the materials were piled up on the table. Could this be done in half an hour? Don't you have to stay up late and work overtime?
You don't even pay a penny for overtime pay, and you look like a master all day long, and I call you a horse!
Calling insulting employees is called teaching, assigning overtime tasks is called exercise, and not paying overtime pay is called collective consciousness. Why do you let you say all the good things?
What kind of company doesn't support idlers, I work and you give me money, this is cooperation! What kind of support? Only my parents raised me!
Oh, I almost forgot, you rich fat pig don't have horses at home. "
"you you you!"
The executive was furious, and the pretentious aura of a superior in the past dissipated instantly, "You have been fired! Get out of here!"
"You don't need to say it!"
Chen Furuo pushed away the fat pig-like executives, and walked to the desk under the eyes of his colleagues who were either stunned, disdainful, sneering, or admiring, and roughly picked up the supplies on the table.
The executive who was pushed and shoved was still puzzled, rushed over and grabbed Chen Furuo's arm, "These are the company's property, let me put them down!"
Chen Furuo, who is thin and haggard, has always been cowardly, but at this time, violent anger surged out of nowhere. He turned around and punched the executive under the chin, knocking the fat pig's glasses away, and his whole face was like plasticine. Shock deformation.
The executive stepped back a few steps, covered his painful, red and swollen face, and his eyes were about to crack, "You dare to hit me? Believe it or not, I'll find a brother on the road to abolish you! You live with your girlfriend, right? I want to... ..”
Anger filled Chen Furuo's eyes like flames. He rushed forward and kicked the senior executive in the stomach, causing him to stagger to the ground.
Then he grabbed the neck of the executive who had fallen to the ground with one hand, picked up the stapler on the desk with the other, and pressed it on the other's eyes.
All this happened so quickly that the surrounding company employees were still in shock and amazement.
Seeing that the murder was about to happen, a cry resounded through the floors.
"Are you hungry for takeout! Who is Chen Furuo!"