Internal Affairs covered forcing employees to work overtime, handling overtime applications, and distributing points.
It could also spend points to buy things unrelated to Health Points.
These things were rather sinister. Worse still, they were extremely cheap.
Stimulants, for example.
For just five points, the listing actually promised an unlimited supply for the day. Once purchased and administered to employees, they would dramatically increase their DR Value.
The employees would no longer feel depleted as their Health Points dropped, either.
There were even advanced stimulants that prevented employees from seeing their own health bars.
But Wen Xishu did not spend any points on these things.
Their purpose was to make people ignore the Health Points they lost during overtime. Someone would inevitably want to use them.
What Wen Xishu needed to resolve now was how to face tomorrow's crisis.
Tomorrow, every member of the C District team would have their efficiency reduced to eighty percent.
The boss was unaffected, so under normal circumstances, everyone's earnings tomorrow would total 23.2 points.
With Wen Xishu's own two points added, that made 25.2 points. He could only guarantee the survival of twenty-five people.
And that was the ideal scenario. People had minds of their own, after all. The arithmetic was simple enough that Turt was probably the only one who couldn't do it. But even Turt had social skills.
Whatever he couldn't calculate, he could find out by asking around.
People wouldn't meekly accept death.
If five people knew they would still die despite doing the same work as everyone else... would they work at all?
They needed overtime.
Without question, he would have to arrange overtime for everyone tomorrow.
Wen Xishu was somewhat resistant to the idea.
He had discovered that overtime might be a Pandora's box. After that first overtime session,