Jiang Rou really didn't understand why this man stared at her all day long.

Isn’t it good to do your own job?

The two of them have reached this point and are completely at odds with each other.

The designer felt that she was wronged and that her labor force was not properly respected. What was the point of doing this job for her?

"Hmph, what are you pretending to be? You think you are pretending to be innocent and you don't look like a bitch. Ask yourself, you have only been here for less than a month, how can you get eighty yuan in salary?

Just because you can seduce people, right?"

"Looking at your immoral look, do you dare to say that you didn't seduce the boss?"

Jiang Rou simply couldn't believe it.

Why is it that no matter where she goes, people spread rumors about this?

Is it possible that these people have nothing else but this kind of thing to use as a weapon to attack others?

Extremely ridiculous.

"If you are unhappy with your life, you have to vent your bad emotions on others, right? The boss has the final say on the salary. Instead of questioning me, you might as well ask the boss face to face."

"Really? Seeing how indifferent you look, I'm destined to suffer a loss in this matter. Who can believe that you are innocent if someone like you says it? Why should I anger the boss for you? It's obviously

If you did something wrong, you should get out and apologize."

Jiang Rou laughed angrily, this was simply changing the concept.

No logical thinking at all.

She is not a person who is good at arguing with others. Those who are pure will become clear themselves, and those who are turbulent will become filthy themselves. There is no need to prove anything to someone who hates you.

Doing something like that is simply a waste of time.

"Whatever you say, I can't be upset because of your inexplicable words. You are not the boss, so you have no right to ask me to leave."

Jiang Rou packed up her drawings and prepared to carry them back to the dormitory.

The designer was wronged and unwilling to let her go.

He impulsively blocked Jiang Rou's path.

"Why are you walking away? It's obvious that you have a guilty conscience! What? You dare to do it but don't take it seriously!"

Her voice suddenly rose in pitch, and the rest of the people in the factory who had not left were attracted.

"What's wrong? Why are you arguing?"

The designer's tone was aggressive: "What's wrong? She wants to be a bitch and build a memorial arch. I can't stand it."

"You all judge, Jiang Rou has been in our factory for less than a month, and she has received a salary of 80 yuan. This is even though she knows nothing and is an intern. Do you think this is reasonable?

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"If she had no skills, would she be able to get such a high salary?"

"Think about you again. You work from morning to night, and you only earn fifty yuan a month. Do you feel balanced?"

What she said was simply sowing discord and causing public outrage.

Even if someone feels sorry for Jiang Rou and cannot see her being bullied as a girl, she will still care about money.

Those who come out to work should not talk about favors, money is the most important thing.

Workers work hard all year round, and all they care about is their wages.

Even good friends who usually play well together will immediately turn against each other once they find out there is a difference in salary.

These things cannot be said absolutely, but most of them are certainly like this.

Everyone in the factory also knows that Jiang Rou came here as an intern designer, and she has only been here for twenty days, less than a month.

It is simply unbelievable that a new employee, an intern, can get 80 yuan without working for a full month.

The lathes were even more unconvinced.

Why? Designers sit in the office all day, and their work is easy. They only work eight hours a day. If they just draw a few words on paper, they can get two months' salary of others in one month. This must be very embarrassing.

Unconvinced.

The lathe workers' eyes changed when they looked at Jiang Rou. Apparently, they were on a united front with the designer.

"Sure enough, good-looking people will make money quickly. Old people like us will never be able to make a fortune in our lives."

"Why can she get 80 yuan a month? My monthly salary is less than 50 yuan. I don't want to do it anymore. It's really boring."

The lathes were talking in low voices.

Jiang Rou was really angry and felt so aggrieved that she didn't want to speak.

She stared at the designer stubbornly.

"Now you're satisfied! I don't know what benefit you get from slandering me like this? You just don't like others, and you don't have the ability to blame anyone!"

The designer couldn't hold back, and there were people cheering on the scene, so he raised his hand and slapped Jiang Rou.

"Snapped."

Jiang Rou's face was directly slapped.

The designer refused to give up: "What qualifications do you have to say that you bitch..."

Jiang Rou pursed her lips, threw away the drawing in her hand, and rushed towards the designer.

"You are simply going too far."

One paw scratched the designer's face.

The designer reacted and pushed Jiang Rou out very hard.

Jiang Rou screamed and fell directly to the ground.

The fight here alarmed Muchenghe.

When Mu Chenghe appeared, he just saw Jiang Rou being pushed to the ground.

His eyes turned cold and he said angrily: "What are you doing!"

Everyone silenced, lowered their heads, and did not dare to speak anymore.

Mu Chenghe walked quickly to Jiang Rou and did not help Jiang Rou. He motioned to a female worker next to him to help her.

The female workers dared not help her.

Jiang Rou was helped to stand up.

Mu Chenghe glanced at her and then at the designer.

He asked coldly: "It's best to explain this matter clearly."

Everyone in the factory knows that his temper is not very good.

Although he usually doesn't get angry, when he does get angry, no one can resist him.

It would be an understatement to say that he does not recognize his relatives.

The designer is still a little afraid of Mu Chenghe.

But when I think that she can be considered a person who has contributed to the factory, I feel less timid.

But his tone softened.

"We are just questioning Jiang Rou's ability. Boss, how can Jiang Rou, a newcomer, get eighty yuan a month's salary?"

She lowered her voice a little lower: "Could it be that you treat me differently?"

Mu Chenghe held back his temper and explained the matter patiently.

"Since you asked, I'll tell you."

"In addition to a fixed salary, you designers all get sales commissions. For example, if your design draft is adopted and the clothes sell well, your salary will naturally be high. Although Jiang Rou has just joined the factory, she is very talented.

With a talent in design and two hot hits this month, isn’t it unreasonable to get a salary of eighty yuan?”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At the end, Mu Chenghe still wanted to appease everyone.

"You are basically all old employees in my factory. I am a person who is good at things but not people. If any of you are capable, you will produce more goods and make a greater contribution to the factory, so your salary will definitely not be less."

"No matter who they are, I will treat them equally."

"So in the future, if this kind of beating, scolding and hurting people happens again in the factory, don't blame me for falling out."

The lathe workers did not dare to refute Muchenghe.

But the designer was not convinced.

"Why! Why is she so popular when she just comes here? What about me? I have drawn so many manuscripts this month, why are they only giving me a 20 yuan increase in basic salary? This is obviously wrong.

of."

"Based on my ability, I will definitely sell more hits than Jiang Rou."

In order to silence these people, Mu Chenghe asked Director Li to get the sales bills from the factory without giving any empty explanations.
To be continued...