Chapter 402: 404. Chapter 398 Dismissal, Family, and Father and Son

404. Chapter 398 Dismissal, Family, and Father and Son

Enio's father didn't realize the seriousness at this time; he even felt that the personnel supervisor was joking with him.

In his understanding of the Federation people, the Federation people are all very humorous, especially the middle class; they will make some harmless jokes to obtain emotional sublimation!

In his imagination, his old job would be terminated, but at the same time, he would get a new job.

Isn't that how it's introduced in those books he read?

Give people some fright first, and then give people a huge surprise, so that the surprise can bring stronger emotional stimulation!

So at this time, he didn't show depression or any other negative emotions; he looked at the personnel supervisor with a smile. "And then?"

He was already prepared to welcome his new life!

But the personnel supervisor just looked at him like looking at a fool. "What then?"

"Then you should go and pack your things and leave the company before ten o'clock. We can only give you half an hour to handle these."

"Things you haven't taken away after more than half an hour will belong to the company!"

Enio's father only reacted at this time; this wasn't the "Federation Workplace Book" he had read. He looked at the personnel supervisor in disbelief. "Why, why fire me?"

"Didn't we talk about it before?"

"If I reached a sales volume of one thousand dollars this quarter, you would give me a business manager position?!"

The personnel supervisor shook his head. "This has nothing to do with me; whoever promised you, go find whoever."

He glanced at his watch. "By the way, you don't have much time."

Enio's father's face was full of anxiety and unease. He left the personnel supervisor's room quickly and went to the manager's office.

Regardless of the secretary's obstruction, he pushed the door and entered directly.

The manager was on the phone. He saw Enio's father push the door and enter, frowning first.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a bit oppressive. Enio's father, who originally wanted to loudly question the manager why he didn't fulfill his promise and fire himself, also subconsciously closed his mouth.

"Okay, okay... I have something to do here, I'll call you later." He hung up the phone and glanced at the innocent-looking secretary. The secretary breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door, and left.

The manager was only thirty years old, more than ten years younger than Enio's father.

He was wearing well-fitting high-end formal wear and sitting in an air-conditioned room. He motioned for Enio's father to sit down. "What's wrong?"

This sentence made Enio's father's anger rise again. He didn't sit down and asked loudly directly, "The personnel side just said I was fired. Why fire me?"

"Didn't we agree that if I reached a sales volume of one thousand, you would let me be a business manager?"

The manager didn't deny it. He crossed his legs, leaned back on the chair, and played with a pencil in his hand. "That's right, I promised you before."

"But someone said you bought those products yourself; you violated the company's regulations."

"Company regulations?" Enio's father's voice became louder again. "When was this regulation made?"

In fact, the vast majority of business people in this company are buying products themselves.

The products they promote... actually don't have any strong competitiveness in the market, and the price isn't very cheap either.

If they don't frequently buy the bottom-line products that they can't promote, they won't even get their basic salary, and they might lose this job.

Enio's father has looked for many jobs and has changed many jobs. The Federation people don't welcome immigrants without any technical expertise at all; he can't even go to the factory!

People in the recruitment office told him that the people were full as soon as they saw his immigrant certificate, even if they were still talking about treatment a moment ago.

Plus he read many books about pursuing dreams and realizing dreams, and he firmly believed that he could find a direction in this line of work.

Originally the direction had been found, but inexplicably, it was extinguished again. He wanted to know why.

The manager took out a contract and handed it over. "You turn to the third page, line forty-seven, and tell me what you see."

Enio's father did as he said, and then saw a line of text—

"Business people shall not obtain fraudulent sales performance by purchasing privately themselves."

"Once discovered, the company has the right to unconditionally terminate the employment relationship..."

When he signed the contract, he didn't notice these at all; he just looked at them roughly. At this time, his face was a bit pale, and he was still defending himself. "But many people are buying the products they can't promote themselves. I'm not the first, nor the last!"

The manager was still in that unhurried manner. "Yes, we all know. Occasionally you buy one or two, we don't care, we can let you go."

"But look, you bought several hundred dollars of things at once!"

"You are already deceiving the company for this, in order to become a business manager, deceiving the company!"

The manager threw the pencil in his hand onto the table. "The purpose of letting you promote products, besides selling the products themselves, is also to promote the company and the brand, which is why we set a relatively high commission in the industry."

"But on the basis of deceiving the company, you also affected our external publicity!"

"To be honest, not suing you is already the greatest pity and mercy the company has for you, so you shouldn't be looking for me now, but packing your things and leaving decently!"

Enio's father's momentum weakened all of a sudden. His lips trembled. "We agreed..."

The manager looked at this person who was more than ten years older than him without any sympathy. "But you violated the rules."

He paused. "You can leave now, otherwise I'm going to call security."

Enio's father's face was full of disappointment and sadness. He wanted to say something to try again, but seeing the manager's eyes without any pity, he finally gave up.

He thought about the sales problem of those products. "Then my commission..."

The fifteen percent sales commission is also not a small number, close to one hundred dollars.

The manager had a mocking smile on his face. "You violated the company's rules; you were fired. I already said, not suing you is the company's greatest mercy."

"If you still want to make trouble, either go to court and let us lose, and I'll give you the money."

"Or we sue you and let you understand that these breach of contract clauses are not just for show. Think about it yourself!"

This set of combination punches has hit many people and is invincible.

In fact, this set is all tempered. Everyone knows that almost all salesmen are buying some products they can't promote themselves, but why don't they say it?

Because this is the way the company makes money—the salesman package sales model!

Many people might not think in this direction, but the capitalists in the capitalist society have long played these things very skillfully!

Those super consortia don't dare to sign package agreements, but for these promotion companies, they can do it because the salesmen are bottoming out for them.

Every salesman will have basic business. They can complete these basic businesses, so they can get the minimum wage.

These minimum wages are actually generated from the profits they sell. They are equivalent to paying themselves wages while also making money for the company.

If they can't sell these things, it doesn't matter; they can't get the basic salary, which means they are working for the company for free!

So wanting to get the basic salary is equivalent to package sales. If you can't package sales, you work for the company for free. This model is very popular!

Also get a few so-called star salesmen, who are always constantly creating myths to spur and motivate those who want to give up.

Plus the whole industry is also writing books to encourage people to pursue dreams. This is a huge capital trap.

Cheat all those who can't see the essence into it, and then kill them hard!

Many people won't find out until the end that they have worked for years, decades, or even decades, but they are still empty-handed and penniless.

Because the tasks assigned to them by the company every month are calculated by models. How could the company let them take advantage of the company?

At the same time, every once in a while, the company has to clean up a batch of old people, because these old people who cannot realize the Federation dream for a long time will hit the enthusiasm of some newcomers.

So how to clean them up?

Every company has different ways for every company. In the company of Enio's father, they use the method of contract traps.

Kill hard once, squeeze out the last residual value, and then fire.

If Enio's father doesn't buy these products himself?

Then he has no chance to be promoted to business manager in his life. As long as he is willing to progress, he will definitely find a way to fill this vacancy.

As long as he really bought it himself, then he is in the trap.

Of course, there is another possibility. He did promote these products. If he really did this, the company would have other ways, such as adding an "observation period" to observe whether he cheated.

If he can continue to complete the excellent business standard for a quarter, then the company is also willing to let him be a business manager. After all, why shouldn't the company want someone who has the ability to create more value for the company?

When he can no longer continue to create value for the company, the company has ways to kick him out.

This set of plans ensures that the company has been making profits. Now more and more immigrants in the Federation need jobs. They are perhaps one of the few companies that do not discriminate against immigrants, plus the rich business environment, naturally there are fools coming to report every day!

"Now, are there any other questions?" The manager looked at him.

Enio's father shook his head with a pale face. The manager had a smile on his face. "Now go out, pack your things, and don't let me see you in the company again!"

"Get out!"

Enio's father could only turn and leave. He returned to his desk and sat blankly for a while. Two security guards walked over from a distance and stared at him.

He started to pack his things.

He has also struggled here for a long time. He didn't expect that he would leave in such an indecent way one day!

The people around were discussing, making him even more embarrassed and desperate. He felt that he was almost unable to breathe!

He didn't know how he left, swaying and holding a box of things, left the company, and was pushed, falling to the ground.

Things were scattered all over the ground, and he was reluctant to throw them away, so he could only pick them up bit by bit, like a corpse without a soul, subconsciously walking toward the direction of home swaying.

His dream, his cognition of everything beautiful in the Federation, were all broken at this moment.

Beno's execution eventually brought some things to the family. He is not at the bottom, his death will make people have some different ideas, and will have a lasting influence.

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Enio has been accompanying Mo Lisi during this time. Mo Lisi is still very young and recovering well, but compared to normal people, he is still a bit worse.

Lans spent a lot of money to let the doctor give him the best medical means, although these means may not be really that effective, at least it is much better than doing nothing!

Mo Lisi is also very moved. When the two were bored, they suddenly talked about his dead father.

"In a few days when I have time, I want to go to the cemetery to see him again."

"His life... e=(o｀*)))sigh."

Mo Lisi's father's life is actually not too bad, he hasn't suffered much, and he lived very happily.

When he had money, he went to gamble, when he had no money, he went to do temporary work, won money and took him to eat and drink, and when he had no money, he chewed black bread together.

But to say enjoy happiness, in fact, he hasn't enjoyed any good life.

He knows his father, and behind his enthusiasm for gambling, in fact, it is the idea of getting rich overnight in his heart that is at work.

Relying on temporary work?

He won't have any prospects in his life.

"What about you, have you gone back to see your dad recently?" He looked at Enio.

Enio paused and shook his head. "No, he is still dreaming his Federation dream!"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but want to laugh. "I hope his Federation dream can be realized!"

However, Mo Lisi's reminder, as well as the things that happened to him, made Enio decide to go back and take a look.

The relationship between him and his father has been greatly eased. Sometimes people say that there is really nothing wrong at all.

All unhappiness stems from poverty.

Now he has money, inexplicably, the contradictions between him and his father have become much less, and they are not so opposed.

Money is really a good thing!

After settling Mo Lisi in the evening, he took two thousand dollars and went home.

Since Mo Lisi's incident, now these senior cadres follow people wherever they go, carrying guns.

They can attack and assassinate others, so others can also assassinate them!

Mo Lisi's serious injury, as well as Lans's assassination, are all warning them that they are not "protagonists," they will also encounter danger, will also be injured, and even endanger their lives!

When Enio pushed the door, he happened to see his father sitting at the small round table in the living room bandaging his arm.

When he was pushed and fell, both his arms and elbows were injured, and a piece of skin fell off.

It is very troublesome to handle these simple external injuries in the hospital. He consulted and bought some medical supplies to handle them himself.

He didn't expect Enio to come back at this time. After a brief mistake, he asked, "Have you eaten in the evening?"

Enio frowned and walked to the round table to sit down. "Fell down?"

Enio's father said "um". "Fell down accidentally."

"I'll help you handle it, I'm familiar with this." Enio took the initiative to take over this work, and the father and son sat at the table without speaking.

After a while, he cut the bandage and was very satisfied with his craftsmanship.

He has experienced handling wounds many times and knows how to do it most appropriately.

Neither of them knew what to say, and it was a bit awkward for a while.

"I... will get you something to eat, I haven't eaten yet, you eat a little more." Enio's father stood up, and he walked toward the kitchen.

Enio didn't refuse. Although he suddenly wanted to come back to see his father, when he really saw him, he didn't know what to say.

Sometimes the relationship between father and son is like this, it can't be said clearly, but it carries a trace of connection.

When his father was making dinner, Enio stood up at home.

His room was very clean, the same as when he didn't leave. It can be seen that it was cleaned every once in a while.

There was no rotten smell in the room. He inexplicably thought of Burton, perhaps he should find another one for his dad.

There must be a woman in the family, he thought so.

When he returned to the living room, he found the paper box in the corner, which contained all his father's things in the company.

"You were fired?" He could only think of these, because for his father who firmly believed that as long as he worked hard, he could become a person above others, active resignation was almost impossible.

But soon he found something wrong, because there were obvious, fresh scratches and falls on the box, and thinking of the injuries on his father's arms, a burst of anger rose from the soles of his feet.

"Did they push you to the ground and get it?"

Enio's father was very embarrassed. "They pushed me, but I also accidentally..."

"These bitches raised, tell me, what happened today!"

"I...", his father still wanted to muddle through, but Enio was already a bit out of control!

"They pushed you down, and you were injured, and you still want to protect them now?"

"Shit!"

"You should care about those who care about you, instead of covering up the facts for those who hurt you!"

Looking at his son in a rage, he was actually not angry at all, but a smile appeared on his face. "Okay, in fact, things are like this..."

After listening to him narrate his encounter, Enio was already full of anger!

"I want to kill him!", he said.

He stood up immediately. "What is the name of your company, and what is the name of that damn guy, do you know where he lives?"

Enio's father was a bit nervous. "In fact, I just fell..."

Enio turned to look at him. "Don't stop me from doing something for you, although you were a bastard in the past!"

"But don't forget, you are my father, they humiliate you, which is equal to humiliating me, humiliating the family!"

"If I don't find him tonight, I won't be able to sleep all night!!" ===== CHAPTER 403 =====

"If I don't find him tonight, I won't be able to sleep a wink!"