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Chapter 588 The boss sold me out? Good riddance! He's doing a good deed!

At dawn the next day, Chen Yansen slowly opened his eyes.

Covered by a thin down comforter, Mengjie, sleeping beside him, had her mouth slightly open and her brows slightly furrowed, as if she were dreaming. Her pajamas were lifted up, revealing her smooth and flat abdomen.

Chen Yansen sat up, covered her with the blanket, and then put on his slippers and left the master bedroom.

He didn't go to Ye Qiuping's place last night, but came to Meng Jie's.

This three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment was bought by Meng Zhenguo for Meng Jie. It's 134 square meters, a bit small, but the decor is very cozy.

The sky outside the window was pitch black, with only a few dim streetlights dotting the sky.

Chen Yansen walked to the sofa, sat down, took out his phone, opened an electronic scan, and casually flipped through it to pass the time.

After an unknown amount of time, the sun rose above the horizon, and a warm ray of light shone through the French windows, shattering at Mr. Chen's feet.

Just then, a string of curses came from the master bedroom: "Chen Yansen, you bastard! You ran away before dawn!"

Chen Yansen frowned and thought to himself: What a grumpy person he is when he wakes up.

Coincidentally, Master Chen is an expert at treating morning grumpiness.

He laughed as he entered the master bedroom, picked up a shirt from the floor, and questioned, "You don't think I left the complex naked, do you?"

"I didn't see it. I was still half asleep and it was just a dream."

Mengjie blushed and explained with a grin.

"You've wronged me. How do you intend to settle this score?" Chen Yansen stepped forward and asked with a stern face.

"Invite you to dinner?" Meng Jie tilted her head and asked with a smile.

"All I want to do right now is drink milk." Chen Yansen grabbed Mengjie's little hand and played with it in his palm.

"There's some in the fridge, shall I pour it for you?" Mengjie blinked and said.

Her eyelashes were long and thin, and her lips were red and her teeth were white, making her look like a porcelain doll.

"No need, I prefer to do things myself; I'm self-sufficient."

Chen Yansen waved his hand and crawled into bed.

……

……

In the afternoon, Chen Yansen left the residential area where Meng Jie lived by car.

Song Yuncheng lives in Baohe District, just two streets away from the Senlian headquarters.

Chen Yansen originally wanted to go to the headquarters to take a look, but then he thought that today was Saturday and most employees were off, so there was no need to call Zhou Shouzhi, Zhang Yinjia, Gao Weilin and others to the company and make things more complicated.

"Boss, we're here."

Before long, Huang Boxiang arrived at his destination.

"Come pick me up tomorrow morning."

Chen Yansen got out of the car and casually gave the order.

"Yes, boss," Lao Huang replied.

Chen Yansen stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the 16th floor.

With a "ding" sound!
The elevator door slowly opened.

This building has a two-unit-per-floor design, making it a mid-range community. The price per square meter is just over 10,000 yuan, and in another ten years or so, it will rise to at least 30,000 yuan.

The reason is simple: Senlian's headquarters are located nearby.

Moreover, Meng Yuanzhi plans to allocate another piece of land in the northwest corner to build a large software park, which will surely attract a large number of supporting enterprises to settle in.

Chen Yansen walked to the door of room 1602 and rang the doorbell.

Almost immediately, he heard the sound of footsteps.

"Creak" sound!
Song Yuncheng pushed open the door. She was wearing a light-colored loungewear set, and there were three finger marks on her cheek, covered with white powder.

"Master, you've arrived." Little Orange stared intently at Chen Yansen.

"What are you doing?" Chen Yansen reached out and brushed the powder off her face.

“I’m kneading dough. I see you like beef noodles, so I thought I’d make some for you.” After saying that, Song Yuncheng quickly ran back into the house, grabbed a brand new pair of men’s slippers, and helped Chen Yansen put them on.

Chen Yansen went inside and closed the door behind him.

"Master, what do you think of my little nest?"

Song Yuncheng pointed and asked with a smile.

This is a large three-bedroom apartment with three bedrooms, one living room, and two bathrooms, which is more than 20 square meters larger than Mengjie's apartment.

Although Meng Zhenguo is the president of the Agricultural and Animal Husbandry Bank, he is ultimately a county-level official with limited income. He was able to buy a house in Luzhou because housing prices were low a few years ago.

Song Yuncheng, after all, was the COO of Pinbei and had worked as the director of the major client investment department for two and a half years, with an annual income of no less than 200 million yuan. He hardly hesitated when buying this large three-bedroom apartment.

"Not bad, it's even cleaner than I expected."

Chen Yansen's gaze swept across the living room, and he saw no mess at all; on the contrary, everything was orderly.

The books on the bookshelf are arranged by industry, from science and technology to economics, making it easy to see at a glance.

Several potted green plants were placed on the flower rack on the balcony, their leaves shining bright green. Even the aprons and dishcloths were neatly hung on the rack by the kitchen door.

"That's right, you don't even know whose apprentice I am."

Song Yuncheng said with a smile, then slapped his forehead and turned to run to the kitchen: "I almost forgot about the noodles."

Chen Yansen smiled, walked to the sofa and sat down, leaving an Orange Magicbook 2 tossed aside.

The screen displays an Excel spreadsheet with the filename "Southeast Asian Merchant Information Sheet".

Clearly, even while resting at home, Song Yuncheng was not idle.

at the same time.

At OPPO's production base in Dongguan, employees from various production workshops gathered together, all looking directly at the workshop director in front of them.

"...Anyway, the group has already decided that our production plant will be sold to Orange Mobile Phone Factory as a package. But please rest assured, the other party will take in all the front-line employees and start signing new labor contracts in batches starting next week."

The workshop director spoke slowly and deliberately.

"How will everyone's seniority be calculated? Will it be reset to zero or will it continue?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

"Of course it's a continuation," the workshop director said with a smile.

"I'm just glad my seniority continues. I was worried that if I get a new boss, my previous seniority won't count."

Someone in the crowd breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to their colleague next to them.

"I heard that the benefits at Orange Mobile's factory are better than ours. In addition to the six insurances and one housing fund, there is also a 500 yuan canteen subsidy, a 200 yuan transportation subsidy and a 660 yuan housing subsidy every month. It's much more generous than OPPO."

Another young employee chuckled, thinking that the boss had done a great deed by selling the factory to Orange Mobile Phone Factory.

"They also give out quarterly bonuses four times a year. Based on a base salary of 3300 yuan, they can earn at least 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a year."

"Unlike OPPO, they're not stingy with holiday allowances, only giving 50 yuan, the starting amount is 200 yuan," someone added.

"You're really well-informed, you even know the amount of the subsidy?" someone asked, leaning closer with curiosity in their eyes.

“My cousin works at Orange Mobile’s factory in Luzhou. I video chatted with him last week, and he talked to me about it.”

The employee lowered his voice and said with a smug look, "Last year, the average person in their workshop received a bonus equivalent to five months' base salary, and this year it's at least eight months' salary. I originally wanted to go for an interview, but there were no positions available. I didn't expect to get lucky this time; it's a kind of indirect way to get a job."

These words immediately caused an uproar in the crowd.

The employees who were initially hesitant are now excited.

The workshop director watched this scene and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The reputation of Orange Mobile Phone Factory had already spread far and wide, so he didn't need to say much.

He cleared his throat and continued, "Don't just be happy, everyone. When you sign your new employment contracts next week, remember to read the terms carefully. If you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me."

In addition, the orange factory's technical team will be coming next Wednesday to perform equipment maintenance. Employees who want to switch positions can prepare in advance and talk to the technical team to understand the requirements of the new positions.

Meanwhile, at Meizu's factory in Zhuhai, employees were equally delighted to learn that the factory had been acquired by Orange Mobile Factory.

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(End of this chapter)