28: Second Welcome Party

The next morning at nine o'clock.

Apgujeong, Yunmengze Building.

Qian Xu stood in the first-floor lobby.

He watched as 12 young people walked in.

Wang Lei was wearing a white shirt, his hair combed neatly.

Li Xue had a high ponytail and was holding a notebook in her hand.

The others were also full of energy.

"Good morning, President Qian!"

Wang Lei was the first to greet him.

"Good morning."

Qian Xu smiled.

"Is everyone here?"

"Yes!"

The 12 people answered in unison.

"Good, come upstairs with me."

Second floor, meeting room.

Qian Xu had set things up temporarily.

On the whiteboard, it read "Yunmengze Entertainment Welcome Party".

Drinks and snacks were placed on the table.

The 12 people sat down.

They were a bit nervous.

Qian Xu stood at the front.

"Let's start with self-introductions."

"My name is Qian Xu."

"I am the legal representative of Yunmengze Entertainment."

"I am Chinese."

"I am from Yanbian, Jilin."

"I am of Korean ethnicity."

"I graduated from Yanbian University."

"I worked in South Korea for two years."

"Then I resigned."

"And opened this company."

He paused.

"What about you?"

"One by one."

Wang Lei stood up first.

"My name is Wang Lei."

"I am majoring in Business Administration at Korea University."

"I am currently a graduate student."

"I am from Taiyuan, Shanxi."

"I have been in South Korea for three years."

Li Xue was the second.

"My name is Li Xue."

"I majored in Journalism and Communication at Yonsei University."

"I am a college graduate."

"I am from Qingdao, Shandong."

"I have been in South Korea for four years."

The others introduced themselves in turn.

They came from all over.

Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, Chengdu.

The furthest came from Xinjiang.

The youngest was 22 years old.

The oldest was 28 years old.

They were all international students.

They were all Chinese people in South Korea.

Qian Xu listened and nodded.

"Good."

"From today on."

"You are employees of Yunmengze."

"Full-time employees."

"Not interns."

"The monthly salary is 2.5 million KRW."

"There is social insurance and a housing fund."

"Two days off per week."

"Holidays are observed normally."

"There is overtime pay."

"15 days of paid annual leave per year."

The meeting room went quiet.

Wang Lei's mouth was agape.

Li Xue's eyes widened.

The others were also stunned.

"President Qian..."

Wang Lei's voice trembled slightly.

"Are... are you telling the truth?"

"It's true."

Qian Xu smiled.

"It's all written in the contract."

"You can look at it carefully."

"If you're not satisfied, we can change it."

Wang Lei looked down at the contract in his hand.

He flipped to the salary page.

It was clearly written.

"Monthly salary: 2.5 million KRW."

His eyes reddened.

"President Qian..."

"I have been in South Korea for three years."

"I have interviewed at more than 20 companies."

"Not a single one wanted me."

"Just because I am Chinese."

"They said Chinese people cannot do operations in South Korea."

"Cannot do marketing."

"Cannot do anything."

"We can only wash dishes in restaurants."

"Or move bricks at construction sites."

His voice choked up.

"I almost gave up."

"I almost went back to China."

"But..."

"But today..."

"I finally found a job."

"And it's a company opened by a Chinese boss."

"It's a full-time position."

"And there is social insurance and a housing fund."

He looked up.

He looked at Qian Xu.

"President Qian, thank you."

Li Xue also stood up.

Her eyes were also red.

"President Qian, I am the same."

"I have been in South Korea for four years."

"I have interviewed at more than 30 companies."

"Each time it was the same sentence."

"'We will notify you.'"

"And then there was no then."

"My mother would call and ask me."

"When are you coming back to China?"

"I said wait a little longer."

"Wait a little longer."

"Actually, I didn't know what I was waiting for."

"I was just waiting for an opportunity."

"An opportunity to prove myself."

She wiped away her tears.

"Today."

"I finally waited for it."

"Thank you, President Qian."

The other 10 people also stood up.

Their eyes were all red.

"President Qian, thank you."

"President Qian, we will definitely work hard."

"President Qian, Yunmengze is our home."

Qian Xu watched them.

A warm feeling surged in his heart.

He remembered when he first came to South Korea.

It was the same.

Discriminated against.

Rejected.

Looked down upon.

But he persevered.

Now.

He could also help others persevere.

"Alright, alright."

Qian Xu waved his hand.

"Don't cry."

"Today is a happy day."

"The first batch of Yunmengze employees have joined."

"It's worth celebrating."

"I will treat you to dinner tonight."

"What do you want to eat?"

Wang Lei shouted first.

"Barbecue!"

"Hanwoo!"

"The highest grade!"

The others followed suit.

"Barbecue!"

"Hanwoo!"

Qian Xu smiled.

"Okay."

"Barbecue tonight."

"The highest grade Hanwoo."

"All you can eat."

The meeting room erupted in cheers.

In the afternoon.

Qian Xu took the 12 people to familiarize them with the company.

First floor: lobby, reception area.

Second floor: meeting room, office.

Third floor: practice room, recording studio.

Fourth floor: lounge, pantry.

Fifth floor: rooftop, small garden.

"This building has five floors."

Qian Xu introduced.

"Currently, only the second and third floors are in use."

"We will expand in the future."

"You are the first batch of employees."

"You are also the pioneers."

"When new employees come in the future."

"You will be the seniors."

Wang Lei puffed out his chest.

"Don't worry, President Qian."

"We will definitely guide the newcomers well."

"Good."

Qian Xu patted his shoulder.

"I believe in you."

At seven in the evening.

Apgujeong, a high-end barbecue restaurant.

Qian Xu had booked a private room.

It could seat 20 people.

12 international students.

Plus Qian Xu.

And Kim Min-jun.

A total of 14 people.

The table was full of Hanwoo.

The highest grade.

A++ grade.

One plate cost 100,000 KRW.

Qian Xu ordered 20 plates.

"President Qian, isn't this too much?"

Wang Lei looked at the meat-filled table.

"Too much?"

Qian Xu smiled.

"This is just the beginning."

"If you perform well in the future."

"You'll eat Hanwoo every day."

"Really?"

"Really."

"I keep my word."

The meat sizzled on the grill.

The aroma filled the private room.

Wang Lei picked up a piece of grilled meat.

He dipped it in sauce.

He stuffed it into his mouth.

"Delicious!"

"It's so delicious!"

"I have been in South Korea for three years."

"I have never eaten such high-grade Hanwoo."

Li Xue also picked up a piece.

"Me too."

"Usually, I just eat pork."

"Hanwoo is too expensive."

"I can't bear to buy it."

Qian Xu looked at them.

He smiled.

"You don't have to bear it in the future."

"The company will reimburse you."

"Really?"

Li Xue's eyes lit up.

"Really."

"There is a monthly budget for team dinners."

"You can arrange it yourselves."

"Eat whatever you want."

"As long as it doesn't exceed the budget."

"Long live President Qian!"

Wang Lei raised his glass.

"Come, a toast to President Qian!"

"A toast to President Qian!"

The 12 people raised their glasses.

Qian Xu also raised his glass.

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

After a few rounds of drinks.

The atmosphere became lively.

Wang Lei's face was flushed from drinking.

"President Qian, I have a question for you."

"Go ahead."

"Why did you want to open this company?"

Qian Xu thought for a moment.

"Because I want to prove one thing."

"What thing?"

"That Chinese people."

"In South Korea."

"Can also live very well."

"Can also do big things."

"Can also help compatriots."

Wang Lei was stunned.

Then his eyes reddened.

"President Qian..."

"You've touched my heart."

"My parents have been urging me to go back to China."

"Saying South Korea isn't good for Chinese people."

"Saying I have no future in South Korea."

"But I wasn't willing to give up."

"I wanted to prove it to them."

"That Chinese people can also do well in South Korea."

"Today."

"I can finally tell them."

"I found a good boss."

"A Chinese boss."

"A boss who is willing to help us."

He raised his glass.

"President Qian, I'll toast you again."

"This toast is for you."

"For being Chinese."

"For helping us Chinese people."

Li Xue also raised her glass.

"I also want to toast President Qian."

"President Qian, you are my role model."

"In the future, I want to be like you."

"Open a company."

"Help more Chinese people."

"Good."

Qian Xu clinked glasses with her.

"I'll wait for that day."

"I'll invest in you then."

"Really?"

"Really."

"I keep my word."

The other 10 people also took turns proposing toasts.

Everyone spoke their hearts.

Some talked about their experiences of being discriminated against in South Korea.

Some talked about the despair of not being able to find a job.

Some talked about missing home.

Some talked about their expectations for the future.

Qian Xu listened to them one by one.

Responded one by one.

Encouraged them one by one.

Kim Min-jun sat on the side.

Watching this scene.

He raised his glass.

"Mr. Qian, I also want to toast you."

"Representative Kim, you're too polite."

The two clinked glasses.

Kim Min-jun lowered his voice.

"Mr. Qian, do you know?"

"I have been in the South Korean entertainment industry for 15 years."

"I have seen many bosses."

"But I have never seen a boss like you."

"So good to employees."

"Especially to Chinese employees."

Qian Xu smiled.

"Because I am Chinese."

"I know how difficult it is for them in South Korea."

"I have experienced it."

"So I understand."

Kim Min-jun nodded.

"I understand."

"Mr. Qian, you are a good boss."

"I will do my best to help you."

"Make Yunmengze successful."

"Thank you."

Qian Xu clinked glasses with him.

"Let's work hard together."

At ten in the evening.

At the entrance of the barbecue restaurant.

The 12 people were all quite drunk.

Their faces were red.

But they were all very happy.

"President Qian, see you tomorrow!"

Wang Lei waved.

"See you tomorrow."

"Get some good rest."

"We officially start work tomorrow."

"Okay!"

The 12 people answered in unison.

Then they dispersed.

Qian Xu stood at the entrance of the barbecue restaurant.

Watching their backs.

He smiled.

He remembered what Li Xue said this afternoon.

"It's so good to have a Chinese boss."

Yes.

It is good to have a Chinese boss.

It's good to be able to help compatriots.

He looked up at the night sky.

In the Seoul night.

There were very few stars.

But tonight.

He felt there were many stars.

Very bright.

He smiled.

Yunmengze.

It has really started to run.

And.

It's running very well.