My wife is in my arms

Chapter 1321 Annual Meeting Part 7

At the registration desk.

Xu Weihua saw several familiar faces.

Everyone was just as excited as him. How could they not be? A car worth 300,000 yuan—driving this car would be way more eye-catching than his beat-up car worth a few hundred thousand yuan.

As for that guy in my department who just sold me the car I won in the lottery for 20,000 less than I paid,...

go away.

He doesn't have a girlfriend yet.

In this situation, he naturally needs such a luxurious vehicle to put his muscles, which he has built up in the gym, to good use. Otherwise... even if he trained into a magic staff, it would be useless.

However, he could consider the car he just bought not long ago. If 20,000 is not enough, then 30,000 will do; if 30,000 is not enough, then 35,000 will do. If it's any lower, he might as well sell it to a car dealer.

If he had any doubts before, now that he sees these people who won the prize, he knows that there is absolutely no problem with the company's lottery this year, because they are all employees, not even a department head.

That's how it should be. From a probabilistic point of view, with so many employees, if it's truly fair and just, the probability of employees winning the grand prize is naturally higher, given the sheer number of employees compared to the limited number of leaders.

After queuing up and registering, Xu Weihua returned to his seat with great joy. Sure enough... Director Zhang is different after joining the company. There was no shady dealing even in drawing such a big prize. The company becoming a Fortune 500 company is just around the corner!

Because of the copyright fee for "The Voice of China", the business department learned from Song Lan that in addition to the high percentage of bonuses given to all employees of the department and the person in charge of the negotiations, a large portion of the remaining amount would go into the company's annual meeting lottery tonight.

Many people are worried that there might be something fishy going on.

After all, there are too many similar cases. To put it bluntly, it's become an unspoken rule in most companies: top management gets the grand prize, middle management gets the first prize, and the remaining valuable awards go to junior managers.

In short, everything of value was divided up, and the remaining items, such as a bag of laundry detergent, a power bank worth tens of yuan, and a kettle, were kept by the employees.

So after the production fee for the copyright of "The Voice of China" was negotiated, when Sister Song, Chairman Lin's assistant, passed by their department, they quietly asked if there was any shady dealing involved in this year's lottery.

If they had, they wouldn't have come to the annual meeting. It's just a meal; it doesn't matter where you eat. They're still a bit reserved eating here with so many middle and senior managers and Chairman Lin present.

"Probably not."

then.

When they asked, Assistant Song thought for a moment and replied, "Mainly because Director Zhang is here this year. He hates any behind-the-scenes manipulation the most. Someone spent 10 million to buy a turn on 'The Voice of China,' which he explicitly forbade. And he contributed part of the prize money for this year's annual meeting. If there were any behind-the-scenes manipulation, he would probably be furious."

Because of what Assistant Song said, and because Director Zhang was their idol, they all came this year, even though they never attended the company's annual meeting in previous years.

Unexpectedly... I actually encountered a pleasant surprise.

When Xu Weihua returned to his seat, he kept thanking Director Zhang in his heart. Song Lan seemed to have been asked this question by people from many departments, so this year, apart from the company's artists, all the employees came.

Xu Weihua guessed that they all came because they heard Song Zhu's answer; otherwise, how could so many of them have come? He's been with the company for more than a year or two; he knows exactly what the employees in other departments are like. If there were any shady dealings, it would be good if two-thirds of them came.

At this time.

The leaders seated at the top all stood up, including Director Zhang, who was about to toast his department. Xu Weihua quickly filled his empty glass with a beverage and instructed everyone, "Director Zhang is coming, everyone get ready."

Immediately, everyone in the music department filled their cups, including Min-jung. Even now, she was still a little dazed. She had only been with the company for a short time, yet she had already won a car worth 200,000 yuan.

For some reason, her nose felt a little sore.

It wasn't the 200,000 yuan car, but rather the fact that she had joined several companies in the second half of the year, and this was the only one where she felt a sense of belonging. Aside from the former deputy director, whom she found rather unpleasant, everyone else was quite easy to get along with. Cheng Lanxiang explained that the reason the music department had such a good atmosphere was because Director Zhang wielded considerable power within the company, and he was an elusive figure. Even if someone in the music department wanted to curry favor with him, they couldn't find him, leaving some skilled ventriloquists without a purpose, thus naturally improving the department's atmosphere.

The key is that if something really happens, Director Zhang can keep things under control, just like Deputy Director Li Tong. He can fire someone without hesitation. This guy resigned shortly after being fired, mainly because he was ostracized by the people in the music department.

He couldn't continue, so he left.

Ultimately, it comes down to the inability to accept the drop in status after stepping down from a high position.

Who in our department won a car in the raffle?!

Director Zhang came over with a drink and asked with a smile.

"I"

Xu Weihua quickly replied.

"And I"

Min-jung hesitated slightly before speaking as well.

"That's good"

Zhang You nodded and said, "If other departments take them all, I'll have to send you to a temple to have a master bless you. By the way, for those who didn't participate in the lottery... Xu Wei, please compile the list for me later."

"All of them!?"

Xu Wei asked.

"You kid is really..."

Zhang patted Xu Wei on the shoulder and said, "I've realized your IQ is no longer up to par for being my assistant. What am I supposed to do with all that?! What I need is a list of the people in our department who didn't get selected. When compiling the list... consider it a wish list from your director. Write down who you want, up to 20,000."

Seeing that everyone was about to express their excitement, Zhang You smiled and reminded them, "Alright, don't tell anyone. It'll make things difficult for the leaders of other departments. Let's have a drink! Thank you all for your hard work last year. I hope everyone's salary will see a significant increase in the coming year."

"Director Zhang, you can help us fulfill our wish regarding salary increases."

Cheng Lanxiang said with a smile.

"I try my best"

Zhang You finished his drink in the disposable cup, then smiled and said, "After the New Year, the task of helping the singers determine the overall style and positioning of their work will be handled by your respective teams. Whoever achieves results will get a raise. Also, there's an assistant director position. Remember, let your results speak for themselves, not your words."

Zhang You

At this time.

Lin Bao'er also came over, toasting the music department members as she said, "Why don't you go up on stage and say a few words? You made a lot of contributions to the company last year, so go and encourage everyone."

"My contribution was not just significant, it was exceptionally significant."

Zhang You replied with a smile.

The music department members all laughed, but when they noticed Chairman Lin's gaze, their smiles froze. However, they then saw Chairman Lin's expression relax, and he nodded with a smile, saying, "You're right."

(End of this chapter)