Chapter 254: Is the Money I Deposit into a Game Still My Property?

Zhou Yi hurried to the office area and quickly recognized the young man; it was that unlucky fellow from the previous takeout theft incident, Yuan Jianhua, the one who had been stolen from twice in a row.

He wasn't convulsing anymore, but his condition looked very bad!

Someone in the Company had learned professional CPR and had already started performing it.

"Has 120 been called?"

"It has, President Zhou, but 120 said there are no ambulances near our Company, so it will take a relatively long time for them to arrive," He Ling said from the side.

"How far is the nearest hospital?"

"About ten minutes by car!"

"Then drive him there, be quick, and seek help from the traffic police comrades along the way!"

Zhou Yi gave orders in an orderly manner.

For now, never mind anything else; the most important thing is to save the person first.

Tengda Company does not allow that kind of endless overtime; precisely because Zhou Yi hates that kind of "voluntary overtime" behavior, he strictly forbids such situations from occurring in the Company.

News of young people dying from overwork while working overtime happens from time to time now; they all think they are made of iron, working themselves to the bone, thinking they can buy a house or something.

Honestly, every time he sees similar news about young people dying from overwork, Zhou Yi inexplicably feels a sense of surrealism.

He used to really like reading a novel, Mr. Lao She's *Rickshaw Boy*.

Xiangzi was a countryman who pulled a rickshaw in the city, working himself to death, just because he wanted to have a rickshaw of his own.

And what about the young people of today? They work themselves to death, day and night, just to have a house of their own.

They all think that sitting in an office means they must have it better than manual Laborers; that is not the case. In modern society, especially in some large internet firms, the work pressure can be ridiculously high.

Especially when a product is about to be tested, who knows how many people have to work overtime day and night!

So Zhou Yi does not want his Company to become a sweatshop; if it were to become that, he would rather not run this Company.

Someone nearby said: "Lao Yuan is under a lot of pressure too; I heard him say before that he had chased after his goddess and finally won her heart, and once he earned enough money, he was going to marry her!"

"We asked why he needed to earn enough money, and he said the girl's family had only one requirement: they must have a house in Jingzhou, so he had to work even harder to earn more money."

"And now..."

Zhou Yi waved his hand: "Don't talk about this, save the person first!"

The stretcher was carried over and quickly sent to the car; the brother with the best driving skills in the Company was already waiting.

Others called the police to have the traffic police comrades help out.

This is also another key area of promotion now: when an ambulance cannot provide timely rescue and a private car must be used to transport a critically ill patient, one can ask traffic police comrades to help clear the way.

Soon, the business vehicle carrying Yuan Jianhua was driven out, and not long after, traffic police comrades on motorcycles arrived, asked a few questions, and began an emergency escort.

"Lao Quan, you stay here and keep things steady; Yu Dajie, let's go to the hospital!"

Yu Dajie, Director Yu, was the Company's financial director, the God of Wealth.

Going to the hospital, never mind anything else, at the very least, money is a necessity.

"Alright, President Zhou." Yu Dajie nodded.

Soon Zhou Yi went downstairs to drive, also heading straight for the hospital.

After Zhou Yi left, He Ling looked at the surrounding colleagues and said: "I know everyone just took Photos, remember not to talk nonsense, you all understand, right?"

Their Company is different from others; the boss is an internet celebrity.

Just think, you, A Yi, spend your days focusing on being pedantic, always having the law on your lips, and yet now, someone in your Company is about to die from overwork!

What about the Labor Law? What about the Labor Law you were always talking about?

If such a narrative appeared, He Ling would not be surprised at all.

By then, all kinds of Self-Media would swarm in like flies that smelled blood.

So, explain it in advance to avoid problems later.

The Company Employees nodded one after another; the boss is a pedantic person, everyone knows that.

He Ling and Lao Quan maintained order at the Company, while on the other side, the veteran driver drove the car, escorted by the traffic police comrades in front, rushing to the hospital at top speed.

This is truly a very good method; if you encounter an emergency and 120 cannot arrive in time, then driving a private car to send the patient and contacting the traffic police in advance is really quite good.

Because these things are also a merit that can be publicized for the traffic police comrades.

After arriving at the hospital, the traffic police comrades helped lift the patient out of the car and into the hospital before leaving.

And after this, Zhou Yi drove to the hospital.

"President Zhou, you've come!"

A staff member stepped forward and said.

"How is the situation?" Zhou Yi asked while entering the hospital.

"They are still checking, but the situation is quite serious, and they are currently performing emergency resuscitation."

"Fine, everything should be done according to the doctor's requirements."

There is no use in being anxious at this time; Zhou Yi had someone notify Yuan Jianhua's family. He had just won his goddess's heart, and now this problem had occurred.

After waiting for about forty or fifty minutes, Huang Weiwei, who had been sent to take care of Zhou Yi, stepped forward and said: "President Zhou, Yuan Jianhua's parents are about to arrive. Do you think you should avoid them..."

It's not that anything is wrong, but mainly because the young man was working in your Company and then inexplicably ended up in the hospital for emergency resuscitation; if you meet those with bad tempers, they might just start a fight.

Zhou Yi felt a flash of hesitation upon hearing this; this was indeed a problem. With the system, he seemed to often encounter unreasonable people.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw a couple in their fifties walk in, still asking: "Where is Jianhua? How is Jianhua... President Zhou?"

They had looked up and seen Zhou Yi, and recognized him immediately!

"The two of you, you've mistaken..." Huang Weiwei hurried forward, about to say something.

But the man opposite immediately said: "How could I possibly mistake President Zhou? Our whole family is most grateful to President Zhou."

Hmm... ah?

Zhou Yi stopped in his tracks; it seemed this situation was different from before. Yuan Jianhua's parents seemed to have a particularly good impression of him.

As the saying goes, every sip and every peck is determined by Heaven.

With the funds provided by the Dog System, Zhou Yi continuously provided benefits to the Company employees; though everyone wouldn't say it out loud, they all kept it in their hearts.

Not to mention the travel; Yuan Jianhua was exactly the one who won a beauty's heart by relying on that travel.

Then, he even won a car in the lucky draw; with such benefits, how could Yuan Jianhua's parents not remember it?

"General Manager Zhou, um, do you know how our Jianhua is doing right now?"

This was truly the sun rising from the west; Zhou Mouren did not know the twists and turns in between, he just felt that the Dog System actually didn't continue to lower his intelligence this time!

Logically speaking, it would be more in character for this couple to come up and curse indiscriminately, spraying him as a black-hearted capitalist; he hadn't expected them to be so reasonable.

He shook his head and said, "You two elders should sit down first; the situation and such are not very clear right now, but there shouldn't be any major issues."

After offering a few words of comfort, Yuan Jianhua's parents finally sat down to wait for the results.

As they chatted, they talked about Yuan Jianhua's girlfriend and about Yuan Jianhua's recent frantic overtime work.

"Actually, General Manager Zhou, Jianhua really isn't tired working at your Company, but he has to continue doing other things after getting off work; he works three jobs alone, just thinking about earning more money."

"Sigh, actually, we wanted to fully support the partner he found before, but the housing prices in Jingzhou have risen to this point now; even in worse locations, the price is so expensive that we can't even come up with the down payment..."

Speaking of this, Yuan Jianhua's father shed tears; his son had reached the age to start a family, so naturally, they as parents had to provide support.

But they really couldn't give it; having struggled for a lifetime, they were still renting in Jingzhou, and the old couple lived frugally and worked hard, but they just couldn't keep up with the speed of rising housing prices.

They wanted to sell the house in their hometown, but they couldn't sell it on short notice.

Moreover, if he wanted to get married, it wasn't just the house; you also had to pay the Bride Price.

The car was fine, as he had already gotten one from the Company's lucky draw, so now, the whole family really had to work hard to earn that money.

Hearing this, Zhou Yi didn't know what to say; life, living, living has never been an easy thing.

He didn't worry about money now, but he wouldn't forget his situation before he had the System.

On the internet, it's always said that earning ten thousand a month is a small matter, and all kinds of luxury goods are common, but what about in reality?

How long does it take to earn ten thousand yuan?

If you are living here, you must have expenses.

Chatting like this, the emotions of Yuan Jianhua's parents finally stabilized, and at this moment, a doctor walked over.

"Yuan Jianhua, who is Yuan Jianhua's family member?"

"Comrade, hello comrade, we are."

Yuan Jianhua's father hurriedly rushed over and said, "How is our Jianhua's situation now?"

"He is out of danger, but the specifics are still unclear; there are some problems with his heart, and he may need surgery. By the way, which of you will go pay the fees first?"

"Comrade, how much are the fees for our family?"

After hearing the number the doctor said, Yuan Jianhua's father almost fainted; he gripped the bank card in his pocket, which he had urgently obtained after hearing his son was hospitalized.

Zhou Yi, who was behind them, stepped forward and said, "Uncle, don't worry; Jianhua has medical insurance, so it won't cost too much money. You don't need to pay for now; the Company will pay for him first."

As he spoke, Zhou Yi waved his hand, and the Financial Director, Yu Dajie, had already gone to pay the fees.

Just now, Zhou Yi also learned from Yu Dajie that the Company had purchased critical illness medical insurance for all employees, purchased in the form of a group policy, so if there really was a problem with his heart, it could be used.

After explaining it a few times, Yuan Jianhua's parents finally set their minds at ease.

Next, it was no longer appropriate for Zhou Yi to stay here; he was the Company boss and couldn't stay in the hospital all the time.

Now that the medical expenses had been advanced by the Company, Yuan Jianhua's parents didn't have to worry and could just wait for the surgery in peace.

Returning to the Company all the way, Zhou Yi notified the other employees of Yuan Jianhua's situation and then entered his office.

The other party's situation was very difficult, but Zhou Yi couldn't help.

The reason was very simple: many illnesses in this world can be cured, but only the illness of poverty cannot be cured.

Yuan Jianhua was a bit better off because of the Company's help; the other working people were the most miserable.

Just standing in front of the window, looking at the people on the street, Zhou Yi felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Sitting back in his seat, he wanted to play a game only to remember that his game account had been banned.

This shitty reality.

With nothing to do, he might as well go patrol the Company.

Time passed quickly; after finishing a patrol of the Company and chatting with a few employees, Zhou Yi returned to his office, only to find that there was actually feedback on his previous account appeal!

This made Zhou Mouren, who had been dragged along for week after week by the customer service last time, a bit surprised; this work efficiency was not bad!

As a result, after pulling up that result, Zhou Mouren was directly angered; the appeal didn't pass?

What kind of situation is this? Damn it, you're telling me this performance is cheating?

For some reason, Zhou Yi thought of what a certain professional player said, saying he previously thought his teammate was match-fixing, only to find out later that the other party was truly just bad.

So why didn't it pass after the appeal?

He wanted to continue contacting customer service, but unfortunately, this customer service existed in the form of an official account; he looked around for customer service he could contact directly, but he couldn't find any!

Should one say this is worthy of being Penguin? It's just awesome!

It seems I heard that people have exclusive customer service after high consumption, but unfortunately, I'm not some noble Heart-Joy member.

What to do? The account is banned; if it were before, I'd let it go, but now, I just put five hundred yuan into it, and you turn around and ban my account?

The key is that Zhou Yi was very puzzled; he clearly had no violation records, so why did they insist on saying he violated the rules?

Thus, Zhou Yi initiated an appeal again, demanding that the other party provide evidence of his violation.

Everything must be based on evidence, right? You can't just ban me because you discovered I violated the rules; you have to give me evidence!

The reply to this appeal was still fast, but after reading this reply, Zhou Yi felt a bit angry.

Because the other party seemed to not see his words at all; the reply only said that the system detected a violation.

Is this unable to understand human language, or just a simple robot reply? I already told you to provide the corresponding evidence of the violation; why are you talking to me about these things?

He wanted to find an online customer service representative to sort things out, but unfortunately, he couldn't find one at all; it's the kind of thing that can really make you die of anger.

Fang Dazhuang was not around, and the opposing party was the Nanshan Invincible Guest, so Zhou Mouren did not intend to make too much of a scene; he only wanted to get his money back.

So, after some thought, he filed a complaint directly with the Consumer Association.

Honestly, after the incident with the Chengdu Company, Zhou Yi thought he already understood the arrogance of internet companies.

But now, facing this matter, Zhou Yi felt that this was truly witnessing the arrogance of internet companies; they really, truly do not take ordinary users seriously.

Indeed, to them, someone like him who doesn't spend much money counts for nothing; after all, they "create happiness with salary," if you have no money, why the f*** are you playing.

But, on what grounds? Is the money I topped up into the game no longer my property?

Rushing and hurrying, I still didn't make it by twelve o'clock, f***.

Thanks to brothers Yisheng and Shanhaiwang for the tips, thank you.

It's June, asking for guaranteed monthly votes.

(End of this chapter)