He lives on another planet and is majoring in Earth Science.

Chapter 171: Work Treatment Makes Delulu Gasp
Darkness descended upon the world once more.

Only Delulu's voice echoed.

"What the hell is Li Ji doing now?!"

"Explain to me, where did the eighteen months of Earth come from?!"

"It's you who sped up the moon's rotation, meow!"

Li Ji explained, "Please calm down."

"This is the slang of Earth's working class."

"The salary is paid over eighteen months, which means that the first twelve months are paid normally, and the remaining six months are paid as an annual bonus."

"Humans on Earth are just crazy! Can't they just spread their wages out each month?"

“If the payments are split up, the taxes will be different, and it will also be inconvenient for the company to operate.”

"What's going on, meow?"

"You'll know in a minute."

Delulu is resurrected.

The scene was restored.

Interviewer Li Ji continued, "Let me explain the salary structure to you."

"There's a structure to wages, meow?"

"Of course. Our base salary is 2100 yuan with no performance-related obligations."

Dailulu raised her hand to interrupt: "Wait a minute, wasn't my salary 18000, meow? How did it become 2100, meow?"

"The 2100 yuan is a base salary with no performance targets. It will be paid regardless of your performance. Even if you don't sell a single serving of dog food for a month, we'll grit our teeth and still pay you."

Dailulu chuckled dryly: "You guys are so thoughtful. Since you're so reluctant to pay, why not just cancel the no-responsibility base salary, meow."

"That won't do. The local minimum wage is 2100. We'd like to offer even less, but the law doesn't allow it. Isn't that infuriating?"

"I think you're pretty annoying, meow. So what are the conditions for obtaining the rest, meow?"

"The rest is more complicated. Of that, 10000 is your performance-based pay."

Li Ji stood up, pressed a button on the wall behind him, and a huge sheet of Xuan paper fell from the sky and hung on the wall.

He produced a writing brush from who-knows-where, picked it up, and began to write with great flourishes on the rice paper.

One by one, powerful letters appeared on the paper.

The following are written in running script: [A, B, C, D]

Dailulu was dumbfounded; she had no idea what was going on.

With a flourish of his pen, Li Ji ended the sentence with a period.

"Our company's performance rating system is divided into four levels: a, b, c, and d."

"The percentages are 10%, 30%, 40%, and 20% respectively."

"The performance rating is based on the scores given by your supervisor."

Delulu raised her hand: "Shouldn't there be a detailed quantitative indicator, meow?"

“Our company doesn’t do that. We’re a very humane company, and we don’t want to focus too much on data and thus ignore the chemistry between people within the company.”

Delulu was shocked: "People can have chemical reactions, meow? They can oxidize, meow?"

"Of course it won't oxidize; it's mainly inbreeding and nepotism. For example, a bond will be activated between a brother-in-law and his brother-in-law, a sycophantic effect will be triggered between a master and his lackey, and a third party effect will be triggered between a supervisor and a young woman."

"So complicated, meow."

"Employees with an A performance rating can take 100% of their performance-based pay."

"Employees with a B performance rating can take away 80% of their performance-based pay."

"Employees with a C rating can take 40% of their performance-based pay."

"Employees with a D performance rating do not receive performance-based pay."

Dailulu was stunned.

Management is far too complicated for Earthlings; even something as simple as paying salaries can be categorized into different tiers.

Unlike my own company, which clearly states its price and only pays 200 a month, this company only pays 200.

Is this what Earthlings often call "promising the moon"?

"The remaining 5900 yuan, meow?"

"Good question."

Li Ji once again wielded his brush and wrote "[Subsidy]" on the Xuan paper.

Then write the "[High Temperature Allowance]". "To show appreciation for the hard work of our employees, during the hot summer months when the outdoor temperature exceeds 35 degrees Celsius, if you work outdoors for more than 4 hours a day (excluding smoking outside), we will provide you with a monthly high temperature allowance of 800 yuan."

Then he wrote down "[Low Temperature Subsidy]".

"Similarly, if there is a high-temperature allowance, there must also be a low-temperature allowance. During the cold winter months, when the outdoor temperature is below -20 degrees Celsius, employees who work outdoors for more than 4 hours a day will receive a low-temperature allowance of 800 yuan per month."

"This job involves outdoor work, meow?"

"will not."

"So you guys just aren't planning on posting, meow!"

"What are you talking about! Why aren't you planning to pay? You're enjoying the air conditioning in your live stream, whose money is that? It's all the same."

"In addition to the temperature subsidy, there is also a monthly housing subsidy."

Dailulu thought this was good.

Although she herself never needed to rent a house, she knew that most people on Earth did not own a house or a means of transportation.

Rental subsidies are still quite friendly to people on Earth.

"Our housing subsidy is only given to recent graduates within one year of graduation. You meet this criterion. But there is another criterion."

"Because the rental market near the company is relatively cheap, we only provide rental subsidies to colleagues who live further away."

How far, meow?

"100 kilometers."

Delulu was stunned when she heard the number.

100 kilometers? Earthlings don't have spaceships, so how do they commute 100 kilometers?

"Actually, you don't have to post it, meow."

"No way, our company is so humane, how could we not pay you? Don't worry, as long as you meet the criteria, you'll get your salary."

“Our boss’s sister-in-law is the company’s receptionist, so she got it.”

"How does she commute, meow?"

"She doesn't commute; she doesn't need to come to work."

Delulu's face darkened: "What kind of salary can I get, meow?"

"Yes, don't worry, sister, yes. There's a transportation subsidy of 600 yuan, which can be reimbursed as long as you take public transportation."

Delulu smiled: "This is good, meow."

“But there is no subway station near our company, and the nearest bus stop is 3 kilometers away.”

Delulu's face darkened again, and she even started panting: "Is there any money I can earn, meow?"

"Yes, don't worry, there's a meal allowance of 600 yuan, which you can use to eat in the company cafeteria."

"That's great, meow. Wait a minute, how much does a meal at the company cost, meow?"

"1800."

"Go to hell! Mark meow!"

[Successfully marked +5 points]

Li Ji chuckled: "Very clever."

"Anyone can figure this out, okay, meow!"

"I thought a rich girl like you who spends money like water wouldn't feel anything."

"Damn it, meow. How much does a meal really cost, meow?"

"Our company doesn't have a restaurant."

As Dailu breathed on the rocket launcher, she picked it up.

Li Ji quickly said, "But you can use it at the designated merchants downstairs."

"They are my eldest nephew's home-style stir-fry, my third uncle's noodle shop, my second uncle's dumplings, and my fourth sister's creative Western restaurant."

"These names are so weird, meow."

"They're all owned by our boss's relatives. Since you have no objections to our salary and benefits..."

Dailulu said quietly, "Who said there were no objections, meow."

Li Ji said to himself, "Let's talk about the issue of working hours."

"Stop talking to yourself, meow!"

"Our company's working hours are very humane and considerate!"

(End of this chapter)