Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

There was no one in the company at this time, and the office building was empty. Of course, it was not completely dark. There were two departments with lights on, probably for overtime work.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't go there either, but overall, he still had a bit of popularity and didn't make people feel scared.

Jiang Xiaobai took the water, came back to boil it, and then took out a bucket of instant noodles from under the bookcase in the office and tore it open.

Prepare to eat a bucket of instant noodles for a while. Jiang Xiaobai always prepares instant noodles in his office, just to eat when he is hungry when he works overtime.

It's usually quite late when you work overtime. There are also takeaways at this time, but they are all delivered by the hotel itself, and they usually don't deliver after 8pm.

Generally, people work overtime until very late, so Jiang Xiaobai’s office usually has instant noodles.

"Gugu" boiled the water. Jiang Xiaobai made a cup of tea, covered the instant noodles, and then took the ingredients and started reading.

At this glance, he forgot the time. By the time Jiang Xiaobai reacted, ten minutes had passed.

When I opened the instant noodles, I saw that they were already lumpy, but there was nothing that I couldn't eat, so just eat some of them.

As soon as Jiang Xiaobai opened it and prepared to eat, he heard a knock on the door.

Jiang Xiaobai put down his fork, raised his head and shouted: "Come in."

I still have some doubts in my heart. It's so late. Who is it? You came here late at night and there is nothing going on in the company.

"Director Jiang."

"Oh." Jiang Xiaobai was a little surprised that the person coming was actually Zhao Xiaojin.

"Xiao Jin, didn't you go home from get off work? Why are you back?"

When he went out to get water just now, the lights in Zhao Xiaojin's office outside had been turned off, leaving only a hallway light.

"Yes, but I see that you, Director Jiang, are pitiful when you work overtime, so I will give you some food." Zhao Xiaojin said, shaking the lunch box in his hand.

Yes, she went back, but when she got home and ate her meal, she thought about Director Jiang working overtime alone at the workplace and the tens of thousands of company attendance sheets.

She had some indescribable feelings in her heart. In short, she was not eating well, and she also felt that the food on the table was not so fragrant.

She comforted herself several times that it was Director Jiang who asked her to get off work. She had been working overtime for several days in a row, and she always came back after nine o'clock in the evening.

Director Jiang has not worked overtime in the past two days. He has rested. It is nothing if he works overtime tonight. It is too normal. You must not pity him.

After all, when he worked overtime yesterday and the day before yesterday, he took the people from the secretariat to work overtime, and Director Jiang didn't feel sorry for him.

Why should I feel sorry for him? No need, no need. I have nothing to do with him. Why should I feel sorry for him? There is no need at all.

Zhao Xiaojin comforted him for a long time, but finally he was ready to come to the company.

Zhao Xiaojin, you are so mean, you are so mean, people have asked you to take off work, and you still want to go back.

I took the lunch box and asked my mother to cook two more dishes, and then I came to the company with the lunch box.

But on the way here, she kept telling herself that she would deliver a meal and then leave, not staying for a minute longer, no, not staying for a second longer.

Throw down the lunch box and say "I just feel sorry for you." Then turn around and leave.

"I brought you food. Thank you. You're welcome. The instant noodles happened to be ruined." Jiang Xiaobai said and quickly walked out from behind the desk.

"Director Jiang, this is the first time I've entered your office and you stood up like this and came out to greet me." Zhao Xiaojin said with some displeasure as he looked at Jiang Xiaobai's quick movements.

Jiang Xiaobai took the lunch box from Zhao Xiaojin's hand with a smile. Although Zhao Xiaojin was a little reluctant, Jiang Xiaobai glared and she still let go.

"You're wrong. I didn't stand up and walk around from behind the desk to greet you, but to greet the meal."

"You..." Zhao Xiaojin's eyes widened, almost making Jiang Xiaobai angry to death.

As soon as Jiang Xiaobai opened the lunch box, he swallowed involuntarily.

"This is the food cooked by your parents, right? It's delicious."

"How did you know? Couldn't it be me who did it?" Zhao Xiaojin said proudly, holding his head high.

"It doesn't look like you can make it." Jiang Xiaobai said vaguely while eating.

"You..." Zhao Xiaojin rolled his eyes, Jiang Dong was too heartless.

She wanted to leave, she had to, so she turned around and left... Then she sat down opposite Jiang Xiaobai's desk, took the attendance sheet and started reading it.

"Director Jiang, what are you counting?" What he was thinking was one thing, and what he was saying was another.

"Take statistics on everyone's vacation status and see how well the employees' rest system is implemented?"

Jiang Xiaobai said, in fact, it is not just a matter of Song Xin resigning, but also if the factory rest system is not implemented well.

Especially for workers at the lowest level, Jiang Xiaobai is afraid of problems.

Sometimes it’s not just about salary, it’s not just about raising the salary.

Like some factories in later generations, Foxconn's wages are not high, but including overtime pay and the like, it may be higher than some other factories.

But workers are jumping off buildings, accidents are happening, and managing this matter is really not just about giving money.

Caring for the mental health of employees may seem to many people as just going through the motions, not even going through the motions and going through the motions. It is just a document or a slogan that stays on paper.

Many factories don't care about this. I give you money and you work. It's normal.

Of course, in this era, workers may be more tolerant.

Nowadays, factory workers are mainly workers in their thirties and forties, and they have all gone through difficult times.

When you were a child, you didn't have enough to eat and you were hungry. You can't have enough to eat just by working. So now that you can get more money by working, they may have a higher tolerance for the intensity of factory work.

However, Jiang Xiaobai still attaches great importance to this issue.

"Where is the rest? Director Jiang, please care about my rest situation first." Zhao Xiaojin muttered, but still opened the file to help Jiang Xiaobai count.

Although she complained that she had too little rest time and worked overtime every day, when Jiang Xiaobai really asked her to go back and rest, she still took the initiative to work overtime.

"Hey, Xiaojin, do you feel tired and bored after being so busy every day?" Jiang Xiaobai asked while eating, looking at Zhao Xiaojin.

"Of course, my ideal is to not go to work and sleep until midnight. Let's put it this way, I am willing to live how a pig lives, but I save the last step..."

Zhao Xiaojin muttered as he flipped through the attendance sheets on the table and made statistics.