On Monday afternoon, before getting off work, Li Ye said to Huang Mengjia, "I'm going to a wedding tomorrow, so I won't be coming in. Remember to mark one day of personal leave for me on the attendance sheet!"
"Ah? Personal leave?"
Huang Mengjia looked at Li Ye in surprise, then asked softly, "Factory Director, are you sure you want it marked as personal leave?"
Li Ye asked in surprise, "What's there to be unsure about?"
But then Li Ye understood. Huang Mengjia was reminding him that if he took personal leave, he would lose this month's perfect-attendance bonus.
The First Branch Factory's perfect-attendance bonus was quite substantial. Office staff like Huang Mengjia cared about it especially deeply, because unlike frontline workers, they could not fill themselves up just by relying on piecework wages.
So everyone usually avoided taking leave whenever possible, squeezing any errands they had into Sundays.
But leaders like Li Ye, who oversaw operations and sales, could go out at any time to "coordinate business." No one really kept attendance on him, so he almost never missed the perfect-attendance bonus month after month.
Yet Li Ye was now asking for personal leave to be recorded on the attendance sheet. That would definitely cost him several dozen yuan, which was why Huang Mengjia had awkwardly smiled as she confirmed it.
Li Ye smiled faintly, then put on a stern face. "Don't you know this is an extraordinary time? If I tell you to mark personal leave, then mark personal leave. Don't make trouble for me."
Huang Mengjia chuckled. "Got it, Factory Director. I'll mark it down right away."
After Li Ye left, the other two Young Girls from the same office immediately gathered around.
"Sister Huang, what did Director Li mean by 'an extraordinary time'? I heard that