72: Just don't hire an uncle.

Hearing that the salary was 10,000, with various subsidies adding up to 12,000, the applicant was overjoyed.

Qian Ziyong handed over the contract.

The applicant, upon seeing it, eagerly signed the contract.

At this moment, Qian Ziyong took a moment to look at the other party's resume; he was a college student from a top-tier university.

Qian Ziyong couldn't help but ask curiously, "You graduated from a top-tier university, why do you want to work at our Milk Tea Shop?"

The applicant, a Delivery Boy, smiled and said, "Because I've loved drinking milk tea since I was a child, and I'm determined to make a career in the domestic milk tea industry."

"Really?" Qian Ziyong didn't believe him one bit.

If it were a girl who loved drinking milk tea since childhood and wanted to achieve something in this industry, he would still believe her.

But a big male college student...

He couldn't say he completely disbelieved it, but the possibility was extremely low.

The Delivery Boy next to him said, "What's so surprising? It's because you offer a high salary."

"Don't think that just because this is Shen City, it's easy for ordinary freshly graduated college students to earn over 10,000, especially when they also have to work 996."

The applicant suddenly asked, "Oh, by the way, what are the working hours here?"

Qian Ziyong said, "Our Bingmi Milk Tea does not allow overtime! Overtime will result in a salary deduction!"

"If your supervisor asks you to work overtime, then we'll fire your supervisor."

To reassure the other party, Qian Ziyong smiled and said, "These are written in the contract!"

"If the contract is violated, you can directly sue me in court."

"As for working hours, it's six hours a day, five days a week, and holidays are also off, but on a rotating basis."

Qian Ziyong also wanted to let employees have holidays off.

But that would be very unreasonable.

After all, this is a Milk Tea Shop, and holidays are when business is best.

If he insisted on closing during holidays, others would definitely suspect he was intentionally losing money.

After all, any normal person knows that service industries absolutely cannot take holidays off.

This would be very unreasonable, and the system would definitely not allow it.

The system was still very open-minded; as long as it could be explained and ordinary people found it reasonable, then he was allowed to do whatever he wanted.

If his actions made even ordinary people think he was crazy, then it definitely wouldn't be allowed.

Hearing that they only worked six hours a day, the Delivery Boy was startled.

"Six hours?" the Delivery Boy echoed.

Qian Ziyong nodded, "That's right, six hours!"

The Delivery Boy confirmed again, "No overtime, and two days off a week?"

Qian Ziyong nodded heavily, "No overtime, and two days off a week!"

"You get two days off a week, but they might not be on Saturday and Sunday."

The Delivery Boy's eyes widened, "Just selling milk tea?"

"No need to go to a construction site to move bricks?"

Qian Ziyong frowned, "I run a Milk Tea Shop, why would I go to a construction site to move bricks?"

"You're so annoying! It's just a Milk Tea Shop selling milk tea, there aren't that many trivial things!"

"If the manager asks you to do something else, like hand out flyers, you tell him to do it himself!"

"I'm hiring people to sell milk tea and make milk tea. Other matters are irrelevant. All of these will be written into the contract!"

"Oh, and if you're dismissed, the employee must be notified one month in advance, and upon dismissal, there will be an N+1 compensation!"

A company like a celestial being.

The Delivery Boy now only had this one feeling.

What kind of celestial company is this?

He had been a Delivery Boy for several years, visiting countless companies in Shen City, even some listed companies, but not a single one could compare to this company.

Most importantly, the other party had written all the benefits and salary into the contract.

Such sincerity!

"Boss, you're really handsome," the Delivery Boy said.

Qian Ziyong touched his hair, "Right? You think I'm handsome too, don't you!"

"Boss, can I apply?" The Delivery Boy looked at Qian Ziyong expectantly.

Qian Ziyong looked the Delivery Boy up and down. He wasn't disabled, so he said,

"Why not?"

"It's just selling milk tea. I believe you can definitely handle it."

The Delivery Boy immediately said, "Then I'll apply now."

"But I didn't bring my resume. I wonder if a handwritten one would work?"

Qian Ziyong shook his head, "That's too much trouble."

"Just introduce yourself first!"

The Delivery Boy immediately introduced himself.

Qian Ziyong nodded, "Good, you passed the interview. Come to work tomorrow!"

Huh?

Passed?

He passed just like that!

He hadn't even introduced his special skills yet!

Good heavens, was it enough just to know his name?

No!

Perhaps Qian Ziyong didn't even want to know their names when hiring.

It was just going through the motions!

"No training?" the Delivery Boy asked softly.

Qian Ziyong said as a matter of course, "It's just selling milk tea. Who doesn't know how to do that?"

"Do we need training for that?"

"It's like you delivering food to me, it's that simple!"

Qian Ziyong remembered and added, "Oh, right, I'll send the milk tea recipes to the group. You can make them yourselves according to the recipes."

"If you feel something's not quite right, you can modify the recipes yourselves."

"As for the selling price, just add 20% to the material cost and sell it!"

The recipes were ones he found online.

They definitely weren't good recipes.

Qian Ziyong had learned his lesson.

He had Liu Gaoda spend millions to buy Hot Pot Restaurant soup bases, and they turned out to be unexpectedly delicious.

Although Qian Ziyong still wanted to lose more money and thought about spending millions to buy milk tea recipes, he was afraid that the milk tea made from the bought recipes would be too delicious.

Wouldn't that be just like the Hot Pot Restaurant?

Having been fooled once, Qian Ziyong was determined not to be fooled again!

So he just casually found recipes online.

Anyway, others wouldn't know where his recipes came from.

The Delivery Boy looked at the contract with black text on white paper on the table, feeling like a huge pie had fallen on his head.

Truly, the contract was very detailed.

They only needed to come to the Milk Tea Shop and sell milk tea.

No overtime allowed, rotating holidays, a salary of 10,000, and various subsidies received until their hands were soft.

There were also five social insurances and one housing fund, and the social security wasn't the lowest standard.

If they resigned, regardless of the reason, there was an N+1 compensation.

Even state-owned enterprises don't have such good benefits, do they?

So what are you waiting for?

Sign it!

After signing the contract, the Delivery Boy carefully handed it to Qian Ziyong.

Qian Ziyong took out the official seal and, with a 'thud,' stamped it on.

"Alright, start work tomorrow!"

"If you haven't finished your current matters, it's fine to wait two days!"

Qian Ziyong handed over the contract, smiling.

The Delivery Boy took the contract and asked, "I have some colleagues who also want to sell milk tea."

"Many of them are determined to make a name for themselves in the milk tea industry!"

"I wonder if they can also come here to apply."

Qian Ziyong was speechless, "They just think the salary here is high, right!"

He could barely believe one person wanting to make a name for themselves in the milk tea industry.

A group of people wanting to make a name for themselves in the milk tea industry? He wouldn't believe it even if you beat him to death.

This is the milk tea industry, not some high-end industry.

"Alright!" Qian Ziyong nodded, "Tell them all to come to work!"

"You can help me recruit them if you think they're suitable after they apply."

Qian Ziyong remembered the old man's matter: "Oh, right, they must be under sixty!"

"Absolutely do not recruit eighty-year-old grandpas and grandmas!"

"People of that age shouldn't be working so hard; they should be at home enjoying their golden years."

The Delivery Boy laughed, "Who would be so foolish as to recruit an eighty-year-old grandpa?"

"We Delivery Boys even have to climb stairs; an eighty-year-old grandpa wouldn't be able to handle it!"

Qian Ziyong was completely relieved, "Alright then, you can just bring them in for onboarding tomorrow."

The Delivery Boy was overjoyed.