New Boss, We Won't Let You Down
The four men's morale was instantly maxed out, making Shao Lingyun sigh that the people's hearts could indeed be put to use.
With the new Morality established, money had an increasingly obvious effect on morale. Extra wages could now bring out employees' potential, and the more they were paid, the more potential was awakened.
But capitalists were not running charities. Only part of the additional bonuses would be converted into profits; another part would become the employees' own capital.
Turning one's own money into employees' money was practically a sin.
That was why some capitalists had begun lobbying the Star Lords to implement the law of "Employee Resignation: Retain Half of Cultivation." No one knew when it would be enacted.
Other places worried that employees would grow stronger and then run off, but Shao Lingyun was not worried at all.
They were all Demonic Cultivators. It was not easy to find trustworthy brothers who were unlikely to betray each other, and they had even exchanged leverage on one another. The price of betrayal was extremely high.
So he generously distributed the payment, then said to his brothers, "The big boss pays thirty cents per entry. The new boss pays nine dollars per entry. That's a thirtyfold difference. You all know which one to choose, right?"
"Understood." One Demonic Cultivator nodded. "I'll go take care of the big boss right now."
"—There's no need to be that extreme. What I mean is, just half-ass things for the big boss. We're not core members of the Opera Troupe anyway. If we fail the assessment, then we fail it. Just have artificial intelligence generate some smear content. As long as it reads smoothly and has no typos, we've done right by the big boss."
"You're right,