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  Chapter 65: Employee Training Program

  TL: Etude

  Jiang Qin’s singing echoed throughout the pce.

  And all Su Nai could think of was burying her head in her die.

  Oh my, there are thousands of people in the cafeteria, and here you are, g and singing to me. What’s the differeween this and defeg ireet, aside from the liness? At least the owner of Jiangnaher Factory left a wallet to ces before fleeing. But you, singing as a form of funding!

  “Boss, you please stop singing? I feel quite embarrassed…”

  Jiang Qin stopped his song: “Did you feel the power I bestowed upon you?”

  “I only felt death. Social death.” Su Nai couldn’t even raise her head.

  “You’re still young, so ed about face. Little do you know, face isn’t worth a penny.”

  A trace of grievance flickered in Su Nai’s eyes: “Boss, you’re always so generous when approving funds for Dong Wenhao, giving 200 when he asks for 150. Why are you so stingy with me?”

  Jiang Qin pulled out his wallet, withdrew all his money, a total of 527.80 yuan, and spped it oable: “As I always say, the project is in its infancy, funds are limited. Use my living expenses for now.”

  “Ah? Living expehat’s not appropriate.”

  Jiang Qin feigned a sigh: “I uand the principle of a boss just talking while the employee runs around. Just make do for now. This difficult period won’t st long, on prosperity is within reach.”

  Holding the 500-plus yuan, Su Nai felt its weight like a mountain: “I uand, boss. I’ll make sure every t is well spent.”

  “Good, enjoy your meal. I’m going to get some sleep. Call me wheeam is assembled.”

  Jiang Qin patted his backside ahe cafeteria, fetting he hadn’t had lunch yet.

  Watg his retreating figure, Su Nai felt a touotion. The boss wasn’t having an easy time either, still wearing the military training uniform from his freshman year.

  “Su Nai!”

  Lost in thought, she heard Jiang Qin running back from the door: “It’s too hot, give me fifty ts for an ice pop.”

  “Ah, this…” With tears in her eyes, Su Nai handed him five yuan, “So pitiful, have something more expensive.”

  “Thank you, you kind soul.”

  Jiang Qin, clutg the five yuahe cafeteria for the supermarket and bought a small puddiing it, he gazed at the artificial hill across the street, frowning deeply.

  He asked for fifty ts but easily got five yuan…

  His worries came true; the girl was too easygoing.

  Setting a ployees’ financial requests wasn’t to make things difficult, but to make those with the power to request funds value this right.

  A generous boss is a good person, but as the business starts, a policy of handing out money upon request will surely attract parasites. So, it’s crucial to strike the right bance.

  Su Nai was undoubtedly a good employee, but she wasn’t like Dong Wenhao. Dong uood issions, trol, and how to split one sum of money into two, which is why Jiang Qin was generous with him.

  But Su Nai was different.

  Su Nai had professional skills but no clue about ma.

  The people she brought in might be as skilled as her, but not necessarily as diligent or ho. Some might even think of making a quick bud leaving. If she couldn’t dis their iions, what would happen ohe team was formed and opportunists exploited loopholes?

  A bit of coquetry, a show of pity, and fifty ts could turn into five yuan.

  How could this be acceptable?

  Jiang Qin, g teical knowledge, was unsure whether to approve the funds or not. In the end, he had to rely on Su Nai’s judgment. Thus, he o teach her to subsciously learn trol and disment.

  In his previous life, Jiang Qin had seen many teical staff fail in transitioning to ma roles. They ended up either unemployed or ging careers, all because they couldn’t handle such issues.

  Su Nai, a female programmer, would face a short career if she couldn’t learn to manage or bahe retionship between her subordinates and the boss. Her only oute would be marriage and taking care of children.

  Dong Wenhao, currently part of the literary club, couldn’t be openly poached, but since Su Nai was already his employee, Jiang Qin o y the groundwork and pressure her to grow.

  “Our boss is generous, just focus on your work, I’ll hahe funding request for you!” ×

  “Our boss is stingy, is your funding request reasonable? Expin the reasons, I don’t want him ‘singing’ to me!” √

  “Our boss is generous, just go ahead with this idea.” ×

  “Our boss is stingy, will this even be effective? Write me a report, I don’t want to hear him pin about money.” √

  However, this couldn’t be rushed. Letting Su Nai gradually adapt was fihere was o push her to take charge so soon after the team’s formation.

  Having finished his pudding, Jiang Qin threw the sti the trash auro the dormitory for a nap. But as soon as he y down, he received a call from Pang Hai.

  “Boss, the sed batch of advertising fans has arrived and has been handed over to the part-time club. Should we tih the ground promotion?”

  Jiang Qin thought for a moment: “Don’t rush. Finish distributing the flyers first, then hand out the fans.”

  “Okay. Also, Wenhao is with me, he o talk to you.”

  Then Dong Wenhao’s voice came through: “Boss, there’s a problem with the literary club. Do you want to e over?”

  “East Campus? No, no, I’m not going to East Campus again.” Jiang Qin shuddered at the thought of Chu Siqi.

  “It’s serious this time. Yao Yanling is holding a meeting in A, and I heard she might cel the colboratioweeerary club and our website.”

  Jiang Qin uzzled: “So sudden? Why?”

  Dong Wenhao hesitated: “I’m not quite sure myself. Boss, you should e and see.”

  “A meeting to cel our colboration?”

  “No, she’s gathering all the members for a meeting. I think she’ll officially annouhe celtion there.”

  “Got it, I’ll be there.”

  Jiang Qin hung up, borrowed a bicycle from his neighbor, and rode to East Campus.

  Upon arriving at the main square, Dong Wenhao was already waiting uhe scorg sun, waving at Jiang Qin. Though smiling, his expression was clearly anxious.

  “What’s the situation?”

  Dong Wenhao sighed: “Retly, several members with high acceptaes suddenly stopped writing. I’ve urged them several times, but they keep giving excuses. I felt something was off, so I inquired privately and found out Yao Yanling had spoken to them in private.”

  Jiang Qin found it unbelievable: “They stopped their part-time work just because she told them to? Are the members of your literary club that obedient?”

  “The literary ae clubs are anizing a city-level debate petition soon, and Yao Yanling is one of the judges for the preliminaries.”

  “Oh, is it for credits and schorships?”

  “She didn’t say explicitly, but it seems so.”

  “…”

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