In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.

This month the performance of my group reached [-], which is neither high nor low.

Originally, according to Wang Meng's new set of deletion and selection techniques, we could achieve more results, but I suppressed it.

After all, I have just arrived under the new manager Jiao Wu, so I think it’s better not to be too aggressive and just settle down for a month to see how things go.

After the performance settlement, the team leader meeting will be held.

The so-called "team leader meeting" means that the supervisor brings together all the team leaders under him, brainwashes them uniformly, and then distributes performance bonuses.

Based on this month's performance, I can get a bonus of [-], while the bonuses of the people below are cut in half, which is more than [-] and less than [-].

Of my personal [-], I will send [-] to Zhu Kui, and I will also buy cigarettes for Ah Dao and Wang Xiaolong.

And give some rewards to Wang Meng and other outstanding team members.

In the end, I didn't have much left in my hands. I could only say that I would starve to death if I couldn't eat enough.

I told Ah Dao before that Zhu Kui asked me for [-] yuan a month, mainly because I didn't want him to blackmail me any more.

Talking to people and talking to ghosts is an essential skill for surviving in the park.

Seeing that two or three days have passed since the beginning of the moon, there is no movement from Jiao Wu, which makes me a little confused.

Everyone in the team was eagerly waiting for the bonus, especially Zhou Jun, who came to my office and asked me twice.

This guy was assigned to my group together with Mouse, and his performance has been pretty good recently.

Another day passed and there was still no movement. I thought about it and prepared to find out what was going on.

Along the aisle, I came to another group. The leader of this group was Deng Xinghan, who also worked under Jiao Wu.

I met him once before, but I can't say that I'm familiar with him, I can only say that I know him.

The office area in his group is much larger than mine, and there are a lot of people there.

As soon as I came in, I glanced at at least fifteen or six dogs.

When I arrived at the door of his office, the door was open. Deng Xinghan was sitting behind his desk, fiddling with something on the computer.

I knocked on the door, and he poked his head out from behind the screen: "Why are you here?"

I smiled, walked over, and handed over a cigarette: "Brother Xing, what are you busy with?"

"What else can I be busy with? Isn't it just studying how to achieve performance?"

Deng Xinghan took the cigarette and put it in his mouth, and I quickly helped him light it.

"You came to see me, did you come to ask about performance bonuses?"

"You really can't hide anything from Brother Xing." I said with a smile.

He waved his hand, blew out a puff of smoke and said, "This month's bonus is probably on the line."

I was slightly startled: "Brother Xing, what do you mean?"

He smiled and said, "What else do you mean? I guess Fifth Brother lost money again."

After listening to this sentence, I thought about it carefully, and it took me a moment to understand its meaning: "Brother Xing means that Director Jiao swallowed up our performance bonus?"

"It's not like he swallowed it, but he probably used it to gamble. Wait, the performance bonus will be paid out in about ten days and a month."

I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, but judging from Deng Xinghan's appearance, this kind of thing seems to be the norm.

"That's how things work under Fifth Brother. It's basically impossible to get bonuses on time. So, you have to prepare in advance. Every time you get a bonus, you can't spend it lavishly."

I sighed and sat down on the chair with a grimace: "What can I do? I'm so poor now that the dogs below can't even afford cigarettes."

Deng Xinghan smiled and said, "How about I borrow some money first?"

"I accepted Brother Xing's kindness. Borrowing money is not an option. I'd better wait."

When I returned to the group, I called Wang Meng over, told him the situation, and asked him to tell the others.

As soon as they heard that the performance bonus was announced, everyone was very frustrated, but no one dared to say anything.

On the contrary, that guy Zhou Jun actually came to my office to argue with me.

What are you talking about? Why don’t you give out bonuses?

I looked at him expressionlessly, and he said angrily: "I deserve the bonus!"

"Deserve it?" I looked at him and smiled.

"That's right! You don't know how many big orders I've placed this month!"

Seeing him yelling at me, I slowly stood up and came to him.

"Zhou Jun, where do you think you are now?"

He was stunned for a moment, as if he realized something.

Before he could speak, I picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it on his head!

He was stunned by me in an instant. He didn't even have time to scream. Blood seeped out along his forehead and slowly slid across his face.

"Fuck!" I yelled and called the security guard at the door to come in.

At this moment, Zhou Jun's face lost the confidence it had before, and was replaced by fear.

"Have you had too many good days? Have you forgotten your identity?" I stared at him and asked.

Zhou Jun pursed his lips, with fear in his eyes: "Brother Lei... I was wrong..."

I kicked him to the ground: "Do you think I'm too nice to you guys on weekdays? How dare you come up to me and yell!"

After Wang Meng and others heard the noise, they all gathered around the door of the office.

I squatted down and grabbed Zhou Jun's hair: "You want a bonus, right? OK, no problem, go to Manager Jiao and ask for it! Go tell him what you just said and ask him why he didn't give out bonus."

After that, I asked the security guard to pick him up and drag him out of the office.

Zhou Jun was so frightened this time that he didn't dare to say a word along the way.

I just took him to the door of Jiao Wu's office. After letting the security guard at the door announce, I walked in.

Jiao Wu was yawning profusely and was sleeping on the sofa. When he saw me coming in, he didn't even bother to sit up. Instead, he took a cigarette from the table, lit it, and asked while smoking, "What's the matter?"

"Fifth brother..." I said with a smile, "I have a bully below who wants to ask you something."

Jiao Wu frowned and glanced at Zhou Jun, who was being held by security guards: "What are you asking?"

I turned my head and looked at Zhou Jun: "What is Fifth Brother asking you? Say what you just said again."

Zhou Jun didn't dare to say anything more at this time, so he said: "I know I was wrong... I don't dare to do it anymore..."

Jiao Wu turned to look at me, as if waiting for me to explain to him.

"Fifth brother, it's like this. Didn't the bonuses not be paid this month... I told them that in a few days. But this guy was not happy, so he came to my place to make trouble, and asked me why I didn't pay the bonus. .”

When I said this, I always had a smile on my face.

After hearing this, Jiao Wu raised his eyebrows, sat up from the sofa, then looked at Zhou Jun and asked, "How much is your bonus this month?"

Zhou Jun didn't dare to speak and looked at me pitifully.

I hesitated and said, "He should have a bonus of [-] this month."

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