165: I don't like employees working overtime

Zhao Caiyi carefully and earnestly observed Qian Ziyong's expression, trying to discern if he genuinely didn't want him to work overtime, or if he was just saying it.

Which boss doesn't like employees working overtime to create greater value for the company?

Some companies outwardly don't require employees to work overtime, but demand them to 'voluntarily' work overtime.

Zhao Caiyi observed him carefully for a while, but couldn't tell if Qian Ziyong was speaking from the heart or just casually.

For an autistic person, how could he possibly master such a profound skill as reading expressions?

"Alright," Qian Ziyong said, "Your monthly salary is 15,000. If you think it's suitable, then stay at my company!"

Hearing a monthly salary of 15,000, Zhao Caiyi felt uneasy, with a sense of unreality.

His previous monthly salary was only 5,000.

Qian Ziyong waved his hand: "If you have nothing to do, you can start work today, and it will count as a day's pay."

"If you have something, you can go back first; just come to work within seven days."

Qian Ziyong naturally hoped that Zhao Caiyi would start work as early as possible, because the earlier he started, the more salary he would pay.

For each employee, the system had a salary cap.

Zhao Caiyi indeed didn't have much talent; unless he became a manager in the company, his maximum monthly salary could only be 15,000.

"I... I have nothing to do." Zhao Caiyi's mind was still a bit muddled, and he hadn't quite processed what had happened.

It seemed he had been hired.

But he didn't know what he would be doing at this game company.

Zhao Caiyi left the office in a daze.

Qian Ziyong told him to find any workstation there, so Zhao Caiyi walked around the company, found a corner, and put down his backpack.

He carefully wiped the desk, chair, and bench at the workstation, then sat down, truly not knowing what to do.

The boss hadn't assigned him any specific tasks, only told him to familiarize himself with the company.

Just as Zhao Caiyi was looking for his workstation, Qian Ziyong welcomed the second interviewee.

After all, Qian Ziyong was a VIP of the Lech Talent Network, and his recruitment post was promoted across the entire website, giving it extremely high exposure.

Many applicants came to apply with a try-it-and-see attitude.

Fortunately, Qian Ziyong left the phone number of Feihuang Supermarket's HR manager, otherwise his own phone would probably have been overwhelmed.

The Feihuang HR manager told these interested applicants to come directly to the 16th floor of Jinlong International Building for the interview.

...

Outside the office, many applicants were queuing.

Inside the office, a spirited young man, holding his resume, calmly placed it on the desk.

Qian Ziyong looked at the resume and asked, "Do you accept overtime?"

"I accept!" The young man immediately nodded, "I left my hometown to come to Shen City, vowing to achieve something great and make a name for myself!"

"I want to burn my limited life and unleash my own brilliance."

Qian Ziyong frowned and returned the resume to him: "I'm sorry, our Maha Game Company is not very suitable for you."

Another young man who loves to strive.

And he even had dreams!

Such young people were the most terrifying.

They would strive day and night!

With such an employee in the company, Qian Ziyong wouldn't sleep soundly.

He would not hire such employees at all.

The reason he hired Zhao Caiyi was because he was the first applicant, and he was a bit autistic, so he reluctantly took him in.

He didn't like any of the subsequent applicants.

Of course, even though he didn't like them, Qian Ziyong still reimbursed their travel expenses.

He took out a hundred-yuan bill and a receipt from the drawer: "This is your travel expense; coming to my company for an interview, travel expenses are reimbursed."

Qian Ziyong handed over the receipt and asked him to sign.

"I was eliminated?" The young man was a bit confused.

He didn't understand what he did wrong?

"Excuse me, I'm so excellent, why would you eliminate me?"

"I still have many strengths; you haven't heard me introduce them yet." The young man was a bit unwilling.

Qian Ziyong said, "Our company does not accept people who like to work overtime. Your philosophy does not align with our company's!"

"Ah?" The young man was stunned.

Having been eliminated, the young man could only reluctantly sign and take the money.

It was not bad to get a hundred yuan for just wasting an hour.

...

The young man left, and the next interviewee came in.

It was an older middle-aged man, who looked to be over forty.

The middle-aged man kept staring at Qian Ziyong's eyes from the moment he entered, feeling a bit nervous inside.

He carefully handed over his resume.

To be honest, as a middle-aged man in his forties, being interviewed by a young man twenty years his junior, he felt a mix of emotions.

He had been in Shen City for many years and had bought a house on loan in Shen City, with a mortgage payment of 30,000 yuan a month alone.

Previously, his salary exceeded 50,000, and although paying the mortgage was stressful, he could get through it if he persevered.

But now the economic environment was very bad, and all industries were laying off people; he was laid off a year ago.

It wasn't that he wasn't hardworking, nor that his skills were lacking; it was simply because he was older, and the company wanted him to vacate his position for younger people who could be exploited more easily.

The company gave him an N+1 subsidy.

Relying on these subsidies, he had held on until now.

He had been trying hard to find a job.

But no company was willing to give him a salary exceeding 30,000...

Qian Ziyong carefully read the resume.

His resume was quite impressive.

He graduated from a top university, worked at a large company, with a monthly salary exceeding 50,000, and including year-end bonuses and project commissions, it could even reach 800,000 before tax.

Qian Ziyong looked up and asked the same question: "Can you accept overtime?"

"This..." The middle-aged man, Bi Chengwang, hesitated.

His child was only three years old.

Because of the immense mortgage pressure, he had children much later in life.

After he lost his job, his wife had no choice but to go out and work, although her salary wasn't high, only 5,000 a month.

After his wife started working, he and his wife shared the responsibility of taking care of the child.

He needed to take time to go back and take care of the child; if he worked overtime...

Unless his salary could exceed 40,000, so he could cover the mortgage and living expenses, and his wife wouldn't have to work so hard.

But over 40,000...

This was just a new company; how could it possibly give him a salary over 40,000?

Bi Chengwang hesitated and said, "I can accept overtime, but it's best not to work overtime too often."

Qian Ziyong was already very satisfied with this answer.

After all, the people he interviewed before were all willing to work overtime, and many were even willing to work overtime unpaid.

At least from this point, it could be seen that Bi Chengwang was not like those young people who liked to strive at every turn.

Qian Ziyong found himself inwardly testing how much salary he could offer Bi Chengwang.

The system showed that the upper limit for Bi Chengwang's salary was 100,000 a month!

And it was after-tax salary!

This startled Qian Ziyong.

100,000 a month!

Was he that valuable?

Qian Ziyong's gaze towards Bi Chengwang changed.