Employees went in one after another, and employees came out one after another. Everyone came out with a solemn expression on their faces.

"What's wrong?" Han Xinghai couldn't help asking after Gao Yong came out.

"The two masters resigned and left." Gao Yong was a little depressed.

"Then what?"

"I...I don't know either...but Mr. Yao gave me an extra three months' salary... He said he would let us wait in the cafeteria, and he would announce it after the salary was paid..."

"You didn't ask?"

"I asked, Mr. Yao seemed to be in a low mood. He said he was very tired and announced later. I don't want to explain one by one... Hey, it's time for you, go quickly!"

"Um."

Han Xinghai saw his assistant waving to him.

Mr. Yao’s office is about fifty square meters, which looks simple and not luxurious at all. However, it is very clean and tidy. Except for a small set of tea sets, there are bookshelves everywhere. When Han Xinghai walked into the office, Mr. Yao was lying on the desk to operate his brain, and his white hair looked particularly dazzling.

"Mr. Yao."

"That sea..." Mr. Yao raised his head and nodded, then buried his head.

"Han Xinghai." Han Xinghai discovered that in just a short while, Mr. Yao seemed to suddenly become much older and look haggard.

"Haha, no matter what he is... Wait, I'm calculating your salary, it's going to be fine right away." Mr. Yao kept moving his hands on the virtual keyboard.

"I only work for one day."

"I know...it's actually half a day."

"Yes."

"Well, this is your first day to work and your last day to work, I'm sorry."

"...Mr. Yao wants to fire me?"

"No, the Nuwa mecha modification company is going to be closed... This will be said later... Because you are refugees, it is inconvenient to use personal chips. I pay my salary here in cash, and there are 7,200 yuan here. Just count and sign a letter."

"Mr. Yao, I've only been working for half a day."

"I know, as usual, when my employees leave, I will subsidize three months' salary. Although you only worked for half a day, you are an employee of the Nuwa Mecha Modification Company. I roughly calculated that your salary is 7,002, and there may be some bonuses and some differences in attendance, so I am too lazy to forget it. Just so much... Come on, sign it." Mr. Yao put a stack of imperial coins in front of Han Xinghai.

"Mr. Yao, why?"

"I will announce it soon. Let's sign it, everyone is waiting." Mr. Yao stood up.

"I'm not short of money, thank you Mr. Yao." Han Xinghai also stood up and gently pushed the money on the table in front of Mr. Yao.

"You... are you sure?" Mr. Yao was stunned. He had seen too many refugees, but this was the first time he had seen refugees who didn't have money.

"Sure."

"Do you have cash?"

"...No." Han Xinghai's face stagnated.

"Now the situation in the entire seven major star domains is turbulent and chaotic, the Singularity Network has been affected, and some bank payment systems have also been destroyed or unstable. It would be better to put some cash on your body. At least, you can buy something to eat when you are hungry, and you won't rob and kill people for a piece of bread. Take it!"

"Thank you, Mr. Yao." Han Xinghai thought about it and picked up the imperial currency in front of him, because Mr. Yao was right.

"If you can help, you can only ask for more blessings in the future." Mr. Yao sorted out the miscellaneous items on the desk, and his face showed a lonely look.

"Did Mr. Yao close the Nuwa mecha modification factory because those two masters resign?"

"...Yes." President Yao hesitated and nodded.

"They resigned..."

"That sea, I'm already discouraged. Do you know! Those two masters were refugee apprentices three years ago. When they were at their worst, I took them in and applied for them to work in the Immigration Bureau to obtain the right to work in the Plato Federal Empire. As a result, they left me behind at the critical moment. Do you understand what sorrow is more than death? This is what I feel now."

"Is it because you pay too low?"

"Yes, I know, but I want to help more refugees. I can't offer higher salaries. Moreover, I have said before that if you dislike the low salary, you can leave at any time, but you must say in advance that it will not affect the work of the Nuwa mecha modification company. However, the two masters asked to resign without warning after getting their salary... Forget it, it's meaningless to say that these are not worth it. Well, everyone can get together and leave. I'm going out to announce it."

"Mr. Yao..."

"Let's talk about it outside, everyone is waiting."

Mr. Yao waved his hand to Han Xinghai and walked outside. Looking at the suddenly hunched and old body, Han Xinghai felt sad inexplicably.

Judging from the words just now, Han Xinghai has confirmed that Mr. Yao has been helping refugees by maintaining this mecha modification factory. His helping method is simple and effective, which is to allow refugees to have a place to live through low wages, and then obtain legal right to live and work for refugees through their own private channels.

The best way to have such low salary is to keep making jobs vacant, because once the refugees have a skill and gain legal residence and work rights, they will definitely be dissatisfied with the cheap job and resign, which will provide jobs for later refugees.

According to Mr. Yao's idea, this should be a virtuous cycle. However, there is a major flaw in whether the talent echelon can keep up, and establishing the talent echelon is based on whether the core technical employees are grateful, because once the core employees leave, the entire Nuwa modification company will be in trouble.

There is no doubt that now, the resignation of two core technical personnel has put Mr. Yao’s Nuwa mecha modification company in a difficult situation.

Han Xinghai speculated that the reason why President Yao suddenly decided to close the Nuwa mecha modification factory was not necessarily the resignation of the core technicians, but it was very likely that he believed that the two core technicians should not resign at this time, which made him feel like he was betrayed and betrayed, and he was discouraged...

...

It was already dark, and lights were lit in the cafeteria. More than 20 employees of the Nuwa Mecha Modification Factory were all sitting quietly in the cafeteria waiting.

In addition to employees' meals, this canteen is also a place to hold temporary employee meetings, with a simple podium near the office.

Mr. Yao nodded to everyone and walked to the podium with heavy steps.

After Mr. Yao walked onto the podium, he did not speak, but glanced at the huge canteen. This canteen had a meeting of 100 people a month ago, but now there are only more than 20 people left.
Chapter completed!