At nine o'clock in the evening, the President's Office of Shengshi Group.
Hu Jiajia pushed up her black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and stared at the attendance system on the computer screen.
Two minutes to go.
As long as you survive these two minutes, today's overtime pay will be calculated as four hours, which is a full one hundred and fifty yuan more.
One hundred and fifty yuan is enough to eat three meals of grilled cold noodles, sausages and eggs at the roadside stall downstairs.
The door to the president's office suddenly opened.
Lu Jingchen walked out. He was wearing a couture handmade suit and his tie was a little loose.
"Secretary Hu, haven't you left yet?" Lu Jingchen asked.
Hu Jiajia stood up quickly, folded her hands in front of her, lowered her head and said, "Mr. Lu, you haven't gotten off work yet, how dare I leave. It's my duty to serve you."
But I cursed in my heart: Nonsense, if I hadn't been trying to get these four hours of overtime pay, I would have gone home and laid down. You capitalist doesn't get off work on time every day, which makes me waste my time here.
Seeing her submissive look, Lu Jingchen felt a little uncomfortable. This woman has been with him for almost half a year. She dresses in an old-fashioned way every day and wears tacky glasses. Her salary is only 8,000 yuan. I heard that she can't even afford to pay for takeout delivery.
