Recently, there has been a lot of quiet in the company. Many employees have left one after another, and their resignation reports are written in a variety of ways, but in fact, there are only two points: employees always feel that the treatment is unfair, why can the boss do nothing, eat and drink all day long, soak in beautiful women, but still get such a high salary, but they themselves need to work tirelessly every day, but the money they get can only be fed? Secondly, and most importantly, the work is very unhappy for employees. There are too many rules, too strict, and the rigid boss will not do your job when he encounters you, deduct money and reprimand you for three days and three nights, which is absolutely indispensable. It's just a day or two to endure it, but if you have to train me seven or eight times a month, is it unbearable? Those hot-tempered employees, as soon as their hearts are crossed, they throw the resignation letter on the boss's desk, pack up their things and leave, thinking to themselves what do you like, Lao Tzu is still not doing it!

The important positions in various departments are all recommended by someone. Behind these people, they are all underground bigwigs who have not seen the light for many years, and it is said that they have a deep relationship with Li Yi, and it is their hidden power that makes Guan Ke dare not provoke easily. It seems that Guan Ke is the de facto ruler of many companies, but he does not dare to fire an executive of a company at will. Faced with a serious brain drain, Guan Ke has talked to the children of these rich families many times.

At first, I agreed to listen to you like I would listen to you, but after a few days, these top managers were back to the same place. Most of the employees couldn't bear it anymore and quit one after another.

As a result, the company's performance is getting worse day by day.

In the past ten days, Guan Ke can't keep pestering Xue'er, he needs to deal with the company's affairs. Since you are in the position of management, you must try to do your duty as well as possible, which is the creed of the customer.

He talked to the managers of various companies every day, and after the talks, he talked to some employees who were ready to resign or had already resigned, and promised to improve the company's environment so that some employees did not leave the company.

At the same time, the customs must always pay attention to the movements of various media. It wouldn't be good if any of the media newspapers were to point their cameras on the company's mass exodus. Luckily, instead of focusing too much on the high turnover rate in the room, the newspaper instead responded to bizarre natural events.

Massive flocks of birds gathered at North Bay International Airport, scurrying around like crazy. Several old men and women were frightened and spread on the ground. The screams of children and women echoed in the airport lounge, almost piercing a person's eardrum. A clear image of an airplane surrounded by a flock of black birds, placed to the left of the big black headline, is unusually eye-catching.

The whole world is watching the birds. For several days in a row, there were many news reports about the "collective madness" of the birds. On the west coast of North America, an elderly man who works at a gas station all year round said in an interview with a media outlet that after he filled up a small truck in the middle of the night, he saw many birds flying over. There were birds everywhere, and dark shadows had filled the road. He hid inside the house and looked out through the window. The refueled truck quickly started and crushed the birds in front of it. And so the wagon drove out of the bird's carcass.

The newspaper sold more than ten times more than usual that day. The next day's newspaper doubled the day before. A fisherman was casting a net on a small boat to catch fish, when suddenly a lot of birds flew over, and the sound was very great. The chirping sounded from time to time, and it was extremely terrible, even more desolate than the cry of an ape in the deep mountains and old forests. The fisherman was frightened, so he plunged into the water and waited for the birds to fly by. He swam to the shore in the distance, and when he surfaced, he saw that his fishing boat was already full of small birds, one wing after another, very dense.

The fisherman soon discovers the strange place. All the birds look in one direction. The fisherman looked over and saw an abandoned warehouse, and in a corner near the shore, there was something that seemed to be a black silkworm chrysalis, wriggling. He opened his eyes wide and looked closely, only to realize that the black layer was made up of birds.

The fisherman's remarks also made it to the newspapers, setting off heated discussions and panic. More people are beginning to believe the idea that the end of the world is coming.

Several strange events have attracted the attention of most people, and naturally no one has paid attention to the unemployment wave in Pingle City.

Guan Ke took this opportunity to talk to people everywhere, and he was busy for a long time and never returned home.

On the shore, the customs guest sat out of reach of the waves, watching the sunset over the sea to the west, drinking beer with some melancholy. He felt his tie tighten tightly, so he loosened it. Having just come out of an old guy's luxurious villa, the guest was a little depressed. Repeatedly told the old guy that his nephew was not suitable for the job of a manager, Guan Ke didn't know how many words he explained for this, and after the old guy listened silently, he only replied: "Young man, you need to grind your experience slowly." "There's no more to it.

Guan Ke read the old guy's inner thoughts, and found that these big guys all doted on their juniors, and hoped that they could inherit their father's business and master some skills. When he saw that he couldn't move the other party, he stopped wasting his lips and tongues.

I took a sullen breath in my heart, poured more than half a bottle of beer, and after admiring the vastness of the sea, it began to dissipate. Guan Ke didn't drink a lot of alcohol, and he rarely drank alcohol, so after a bottle of beer bottomed out, his mind began to get dizzy.

At some point on the right, two young men walked up, a young woman with dyed purple hair, her black tank top only covering her chest, and her white jade shoulders and navel exposed, and a young man with dyed blonde hair, who was hugging the purple-haired girl and kissing her. The two of them sat on the beach, and regardless of the eyes of others, they began to stage a French kiss.

A group of six or seven-year-old children ran over, and one of them, covered in mud and sand, with a red face, said "no shame" twice around the two kissing youths, and slapped the girl's bare back with one hand, and then he ran away as fast as he could.

The blonde young man was furious, "Dead boy, I'm going to kill you!" he yelled and began to chase the child.

The child turned back as he ran, and sneered, "Are you coming?" and threw the handful of sand he was holding in his hand.

The blonde young man was not bad for a while, he was thrown all over his face, and his eyes seemed to have sand in his eyes, and he couldn't open his eyes for a while.

Seeing him squinting, the boy ran back again, punched the young man in the ass as well, and then laughed again and ran away.

The blonde young man was annoyed and angry, waving his hands around like a blind man. When he was able to open his eyes, he saw the dark-skinned boy standing not far away, smiling at him.

The blonde young man was so angry that he ran over and beat the black kid together. Halfway through the run, he suddenly tripped over something and fell directly into the mud. He was already angry, and now he is even more angry. When he stood up and looked, he saw that it was a young man who had stretched out a foot and tripped over himself.

The one who tripped the blonde young man was none other than Guan Ke.

"What are you all doing?" the young man frowned, clenching his fists, about to punch the passer in the face.

Guan Ke glanced at the purple-haired girl and said, "I know you want to have both wealth and lust, and I don't have to disturb your good deeds, but if you insist on chasing that child, there is no way, so I have to shout out." ”

The blonde young man was told that he was on his mind, and he glanced at the guest suspiciously, but he really ignored it and retreated, and came to the purple girl's side again.

Halfway through, the blond young man noticed what Guan Ke was muttering, but he didn't hear clearly.

In fact, Guan Ke muttered: "The girl already knows everything, and you are still in the dark! As for who is the victim in the end, it depends on each person's ability." ”

Being disturbed like this, Guan Ke instantly felt that the beautiful seaside was about to lose a lot of color. He stood up, took a sip of the remaining bottle, and staggered forward.

Because he drank too much, the customer was in a hurry to urinate, so he came to the toilet to relieve himself. A dark-skinned boy is playing a game of cards with several other children. Guan Ke recognized him as the child who had disturbed the blonde young man's good deeds just now. When the little boy saw him come in, he ignored him, as if he didn't even know that the customs officer had cleared him once.

Guan Ke lamented that today's children don't know how to be grateful at all. He doesn't care about children like children, and since the other party doesn't plan to recognize his meaning, then he won't put a hot face on his cold ass.

Maybe it's because I drank too much beer, but this time the solution is particularly long. Outside, the child shouted loudly, and it seemed that the little boy had won, and from the sound he could tell that he was happy.

When the customs were released and they came out of the toilet, they were no longer in sight. He was about to go out, when he saw a few new white words written on the wall. The handwriting is crooked, horizontal and vertical, but it can barely make people see what the words are: "Uncle, someone is following you!"

He stared at the line for a moment. When he first came in, he really didn't see the words on the wall. The handwriting in these chalks was obviously written by him just now. It was the kid who was reminding him.

It turned out that the child didn't know how to be grateful, but the way of gratitude was a little special.

Guan Ke was reminded, his heart became alert, and the upsurge of wine was also pressed back into his stomach. He came out of the small door of the toilet and never saw a child again. They're gone.