I love my job

"This couple's hosting ability is actually quite good, and they are very responsible too."

Wei Yan nodded, taking the opportunity to evaluate the couple.

"Is that so? I feel that having to find a host every time we hold an event, and needing you to personally organize some of the large-scale activities, is a bit too inconvenient."

"How about this: the Group will establish an event planning department specifically to handle the planning for our company's various activities. That way, you won't have to be so busy."

Chen Mo spoke slowly.

If a planning department were established, he could spend money on another portion of employee salaries; overall, it would count as increasing some capital expenditure.

"President Chen, I'm not afraid of being busy. If you're only worried about me being busy, there's really no need to establish this planning department. Counting the sports meet and the annual meeting, there are only about five times a year that we need a host. In the remaining free time, the people in the planning department wouldn't have anything to do."

Chen Mo listened to Wei Yan's words and frowned slightly.

It seems this Wei Yan hasn't completely turned over a new leaf; this habit of blocking him from spending money really hasn't changed at all.

"It's not a question of whether you're afraid of being busy or not. What does a Group company need? Complete departments. If you, a branch manager, have to handle organizing Group activities, how can that be? If outsiders heard about this, wouldn't they say that our Mingri Group isn't professional? So, this event planning department must be established."

"I understand, President Chen. After the annual meeting ends, I will go talk to Ye Feng and his wife to see if they have any thoughts about joining Mingri Group."

Wei Yan nodded, secretly thinking to himself that his perspective was still a bit too narrow.

It was more than enough for Mingri Group to support a planning department. Although it would consume a bit of capital, on the surface, it would make Mingri Group appear more complete.

"Hmm, if they don't have this idea, you can go to the various companies to find out if there is any talent in this area that can be promoted. Furthermore, even if Ye Feng and his wife join Mingri Group, this planning department will still need more manpower, and you can similarly select from within the Group."

"Very well, President Chen."

Wei Yan nodded.

At this moment, on the stage, the host Ye Feng suddenly became impassioned.

"Next, let us invite Group President Chen to the stage to speak."

Chen Mo listened to the host's voice, slowly stood up and walked onto the stage. He took the microphone from the host's hand and scanned the crowd in the hall with his gaze.

"Employees of the Group, good afternoon, everyone!"

As his words fell, enthusiastic applause instantly erupted in the hall.

Chen Mo waited quietly for a moment, and only when the applause had gradually faded did he continue to speak.

"Before we knew it, Mingri Group has been established for nearly a year. Among those present, there are old employees who joined the Group very early on, and there are also new employees who have just joined."

"Regardless of whether you are a new employee or an old one, you must deeply remember the Group's philosophy, which is people-oriented."

"At Mingri Group, you can put an end to all overtime and unreasonable demands… These are not benefits; they are rights you are entitled to."

"Alright, I won't say much more. Since it's the annual meeting, everyone have a good time."

"I declare the Mingri Group annual meeting officially started."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he walked directly off the stage.

What he had just said was mainly to subtly remind the employees that they could slack off at Mingri Group.

He hoped those employees could clearly understand his meaning.

At this moment, even more enthusiastic applause rang out in the hall, lasting for a full several dozen seconds.

"As expected, President Chen is President Chen; every time he speaks on stage, it's just a few simple sentences."

"I like President Chen's speeches; they are much better than those bosses who talk for over an hour."

"President Chen is truly as capable and concise as ever."

"People-oriented; Mingri Group has truly, concretely achieved this."

"…"

In the hall, a Group of employees was discussing.

On the stage, Ye Feng held the microphone and continued to speak.

"Let us once again thank Group President Chen for his speech."

Applause rang out once again.

"Next, let us enjoy the first program of the annual meeting, a skit self-directed by the employees of Changfeng Garment Factory, 'I Love Work'!!"

After the host's voice fell, he quickly walked off the stage.

At the same time, two employees wearing Changfeng uniforms walked out from backstage.

Of course, the most conspicuous thing was the slogan held in their hands.

[I love Changfeng, Changfeng is my home.]

[Born a Changfeng person, die a Changfeng ghost.]

Chen Mo looked at the two employees who walked onto the stage and the banner they held up, then associated it with the name of the skit, [I Love Work].

He felt a bit unwell.

What happened to those negative slogans he had arranged in the workshops of Changfeng Garment Factory? Did they have no effect at all?

Time passed bit by bit. On stage, one program ended, and another one came up.

There were programs put on by Mingri Group's own employees, as well as outside performers who had been invited; overall, the atmosphere was quite good.

As for the pre-ordered food, after the annual meeting began, waiters pushed it out one after another.

"President Chen, I'd like to toast you."

I don't know when it was, but Mei Yun walked over from another table, holding a glass of wine.

Following behind him were Yao Beiguo, Li Maode, and a few others.

The wine table fell silent.

Wei Yan, Li Shen, and the others looked at Mei Yun and the others who had walked up, their gazes flickering.

These old-timers all knew that President Chen couldn't hold his liquor, so they basically stopped offering toasts.

And for some recent team-building events and wine parties, President Chen hadn't attended either.

Therefore, managers like Yao Beiguo and Mei Yun, who had joined the company later, didn't know the information that President Chen couldn't drink alcohol.

Wei Yan secretly reflected that he had actually forgotten to announce this news in the Group chat.

Chen Mo glanced indifferently at Mei Yun and the others, silently unscrewed the drink on the side, and poured a glass.

After several people had offered their toasts, a bottle of the drink was already bottomed out.

He secretly rubbed his stomach; he felt full from the one liter of drink.

These guys really had zero social awareness.

Chen Mo felt unhappy inside, and after sitting for a little while.

He stood up and walked over to the table where Mei Yun and the others were.

"Hello, President Chen!"

"Hello, President Chen!"

"…"

The people at the table, seeing President Chen walk over, hurriedly stood up to greet him.

"Everyone sit."

Chen Mo looked at the several managers who had stood up and spoke with a smile.

Then his gaze turned to Mei Yun, Yao Beiguo, and the others.

"There's still half a bottle of red wine here; why aren't you drinking it?"

"President Chen, I'm not quite used to drinking this red wine."

"You'll get used to it if you drink more. Come, let me fill it up for you."

"President Chen, no need to trouble yourself, I'll do it myself."

"…"