"Give them a stick, then a sweet date. As long as you work hard, each of your dreams will gradually come true.
Even commanding tens of thousands of warships will be within reach.
Of course, if anyone does anything that harms the company's interests, running to the ends of the earth won't help. You know me—I always keep my word, and I have the means to back it up."
After Mo Jingchun left, Mo Xiaoxue clapped her hands and said with a bright smile, "Everyone, there's no need to be so nervous. He's not that scary.
"Anyway, come on, let's sign the contracts. I'm really sorry about Friday. I forgot I don't come into the office on Saturdays, then slept in and forgot to tell you."
Nervous? Not at all.
They'd grown up in Candy Technology Park. Which of them didn't know that Mo Jingchun was the easiest boss to get along with?
Over the years, Candy Technology's reputation had only improved. There had never been a case of the company mistreating its employees.
What he'd just said were only the most basic expectations. If they couldn't even meet those, how could they talk about honoring a contract?
After giving the salary contracts a quick look, Wang Haoran and the other two signed their names without hesitation.
At that moment, the gears of fate had begun to turn.
It was Spring Festival, and snow fell in thick flurries, blanketing the world in white.
In this vast, snowy landscape, people instinctively slowed their steps to avoid slipping.
Yet even the bitter cold couldn't quench people's longing for the warmth of the holiday. In modern cities, people were scattered far and wide, and Spring Festival was the hardest time to face alone. But the yearning for reunion welled up from deep within,