Mitchell nodded. "Manager Mao, the game just launched, so things will be hectic for the next few days. Hang in there. I'll treat all the managers on the game project team to dinner this afternoon."
Although Mitchell was a shameless suck-up in front of Wang Yi, he never threw his weight around with his subordinates.
He intended to do the job as well as he possibly could, since Wang Yi had entrusted it to him.
True to his down-to-earth style, he often went out to eat and sing karaoke with his subordinates.
When he ran into lower-level employees, he often gave them cigarettes and even invited them to eat with him.
Manager Mao didn't decline. He said,
"All right. I'll make the arrangements and see if we can get them to move up their work schedule as much as possible."
Mitchell added, "The few managers staying behind for the night shift won't be able to come, but we should look after them too. Give each of them 1,000 yuan."
Manager Mao paused. "There's no need to give them money, is there? They can't make it this time, but they can come next time."
Mitchell shook his head. "I just told you yesterday that we have to be fair and impartial. I'm treating you all to dinner this time, and who knows when I'll get around to it again? So let's settle this now."
Manager Mao nodded with a smile. "That's not what I meant. I just wanted to help Brother Yi save a little money. We all work for Brother Yi, and he pays us well. We have to be careful with his money in everything we do."
Mitchell shook his head. "Being careful with money is one thing, but you can't pinch pennies at the employees' expense. A long