After being invited into the first-floor office, the group of maintenance workers looked around at everything with curiosity.
"The labels on the Spirit Brains haven't even been peeled off. These aren't discarded units?"
"There's actually water in the pipes! And it doesn't share a pipe with the toilets!"
"Lunch is free? Am I even worthy of eating this? And someone delivers it to us instead of us delivering it to everyone else?"
"We don't have to pay to use trash cans? We don't have to pay to use the toilet? We don't have to pay for beds? We don't have to cover the company's electricity bills and Spirit Brain wear-and-tear costs when working overtime? We don't have to pay the stamp tax ourselves when signing contracts? Minister Xu, how does Morning Light even survive?"
"Yeah, how do you survive if you don't exploit your employees?"
Xu Youran felt her head swelling from the questions. These people were like curious babies, making a fuss over absolutely everything.
Stopping Yan Li, she said to the man watching the show from the side, "Old Yan, write up a handbook."
"Isn't there President Chen's Work Handbook?"
"That thing is too advanced. It doesn't suit our Logistics Department. I can already see why President Chen wanted us to establish the Logistics Department."
Yan Li immediately wiped the smile from his face, his entire expression turning solemn.
Straightening his back, he bent forward and asked, "What is it?"
"To run the company like a family."
Yan Li froze for a moment, then asked softly, "And how did you figure that out?"
"Other companies don't care whether their employees live or die. Every employee is disposable material—when they're used up, they just replace them. If labor costs rise, they can simply drag an entire urban district into