Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

Mr. Yu calmed down and thought he was just confused by anger: "Let them come over."

The assistant called the head of the public relations team, who was already in the elevator and came over the moment they received the call.

The assistant knocked on the door of the president's office, and the person in charge walked in to have a small meeting with General Manager Yu.

Those who collectively jumped ship from Yu Group were now sitting in the Fengyi Group's conference room.

Wu Zhou placed the documents in front of them and said, "You did a good job on the first level today. You dealt with the reporters outside the company."

The mother who had just spoken placed her hand on the document and said, "How can we believe that you are not the second Yu Group?"

Wu Zhou spread his hands and said, "Besides Yiyi Media, do you have any better options?"

Their faces darkened, thinking this was just a trick to lure them away from the Yu Group, and these people didn't care whether they lived or died.

It seems that if they don't sign this contract today, they will have to change jobs. Work outside may not be as easy as this one, with flexible hours, but if they sign it, they will continue to be exploited, and life is already difficult.

Wu Zhou said, "Just a joke to liven up the atmosphere."

He opened the document and explained the terms. "We can do this: the gift will be split 40% to 60% – you get 60% and we get 40% – the contract period is shorter than Yu's Group's. We also note that we won't change the terms during the agreement. Any changes will have nothing to do with you."

Wu Zhou also talked in detail about some other benefits and terms that were beneficial to them, especially the salary.

They felt that Fengyi Group was a conscientious company and that someone finally cared about their lives, so this termination of the contract was worth it.

Wu Zhou promised: "If you don't earn 200,000 yuan within two years at Yiyi Media, your contract will be automatically terminated. If you regret signing the contract, you can take a two-year leave and then terminate the contract."

"You told us this, aren't you afraid that we will actually do it?"

Wu Zhou smiled and said, "Yiyi Media will be your first choice, and we will do our best to do this well. By sharing this loophole, we want to tell you that it's a two-way choice."

They all highly recognized Yiyi Media. The structure of a large company was different and much better than the Yu Group.

They looked at each other, took out a pen from their bag to sign, handed the contract to Wu Zhou, and then left Fengyi Group.

Wu Zhou took the contract to the office to find Mr. Feng, and Feng Yi was sitting in a chair watching Mr. Yu's clarification video.

Mr. Yu shamelessly said: "I have not withheld the wages of my employees. The management fee is the fee they pay for using company equipment for live broadcasts. I only charge them for the mess in the room every time. I have never forced my employees to work. It is their choice whether to work or not. They earn millions of dollars a month but take the lowest monthly salary. I don't want to speculate on their thoughts.

I just want to say that the self-media industry is about providing emotional value to the public. Only with value can you make money. When traffic decreases, the company will ask them to continue broadcasting. This is for their own good. They can't just turn the tables once they make money. That's all I have to say."

The Yu Group hired a group of internet trolls and began to flatter them: These people are just a little more advanced than the ancient courtesans, they can choose their clients, they are not much more noble, they have to laugh if the master tells them to.

Yes, we spend money on the anchor, not because we want to hear about how difficult her family life is, we just want to see her smile. The happier she smiles, the more we spend.

Nowadays, there are still bitches who stand up and say that their lives have a hard time. Who has an easy life these days? They hold large gifts and call people husband and brother all over the screen. Have you ever thought about how they earned this money?

After all, the money is easy to make, but when a sucker wants to take it over, this group of people start jumping around like clowns, completely forgetting who made them successful.

That mother who stayed at home to protect the fetus was only able to become the legal wife because of the mistress's pregnancy. Now it's her turn to be the one who has a hard time.

The one about her dead father, didn’t she say in the live broadcast that her parents were not good to her, so why did she go back to attend the funeral? Those words make people feel that she still has this family. She is asking for trouble and wants to win sympathy. She is so despicable!

It’s better to stop standing up for these people. They earn more than us and all they want to do is attract traffic.

Wu Zhou listened to the video and said, "Boss Feng, this is slandering us."

"How is the black material prepared?" Feng Yi looked at him.

"It has been found out." Wu Zhou said.

"Mr. Yu is so eager to distance himself from the matter. Tomorrow is the Yu Group's anniversary celebration, and the company probably doesn't have any high-profile employees to show off."

Wu Zhou continued his words, "So President Yu always brings out Jiang Jiang Jiang, the only top star, to calm the situation."

"Then I'll give the bad face to the reporters." Feng Yi continued.

"Isn't Mr. Yu going to be so angry that he'll have a heart attack on the spot?" Wu Zhou said with a hint of gloating.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "You worry about too many things."

At noon, Chang Yao took takeout to the rooftop to eat, and checked the news on her phone. She saw that the Yu Group incident was still fermenting, and some people had already started talking about Yiyi Media.

Feng Yi hasn't reacted at all until now. Does he not care, or does he have a trick up his sleeve?

There were footsteps at the door, and Feng Yi walked in and put the chicken soup in front of her: "Drink it up."

Chang Yao opened the lid, poured the remaining rice into the soup, and ate the rice with the soup.

On the first day he delivered chicken soup to Chang Yao, Chang Yao thought it was for him, but he continued to deliver it for a week, and it turned out that this man was quite thoughtful.

"Boss Feng, I'm done with my period. I don't need any more chicken soup."

"You're very thin. I'll bring you chicken soup every day from now on."

"No, drinking too much chicken soup will give you a nosebleed." She wasn't meant to be able to replenish her body, so she didn't want to cause any problems.

"can you?"

Chang Yao nodded and lowered her head to finish the chicken soup.

Feng Yi watched her picking up the trash, hooked his arm around her waist, and let her sit on his lap.

"Are you done?"

"Mr. Feng, I'm going to punch in for work." Chang Yao took out a tissue to wipe the oil stains on her hands.

"I bought some clothes for you, go back and try them on." Feng Yi looked at her with an ambiguous look, pinched her waist and pushed her to stand up.

Chang Yao looked at him and felt that the clothes were not good, but she did not think much about it. She decided to make the best of it since he was the kind of person who would not do anything too out of line.

She went to the printing room to copy documents, sorted out the invoices on the table and handed them over to the finance department.

After finishing her get off work and getting off work on time, she rode her electric bike to Feng Yi's villa. When she entered the door, she saw a express delivery. She used a fruit knife to cut the tape on the box, picked up the instruction manual and read it. She worked quite quickly and separated the cooking machine.

Chang Yao opened the refrigerator, took out the ingredients, connected the machine with her mobile phone, selected the menu, and clicked to confirm.

She used a vegetable cutting tool to cut the meat and vegetables and poured them in one by one.

Soon, the bitter melon fried with meat and the braised pork were out of the pot. Feng Yi had a sudden meeting before getting off work and came back late. When he walked in and saw her coming out of the kitchen with the dishes, he suddenly felt relieved and actually liked this kind of scene.