"Drop-", there was a soft thud as the door was carefully pushed open a gap.

A pair of pure black eyes looked tentatively around through the slit.

This is a studio that can accommodate forty or fifty people, and the area is not large, and you can see seven seven or eight at a glance.

The studio is divided into several small areas, each of which is divided into workstations with partitions, and a computer is placed on each workstation.

Jiang Qiubai took a cursory look, and among the dozens of workstations, there were probably only a few workstations with the computer on.

More than half of these computer screens that are lit up stay on the system desktop, and the rest are websites of various colors.

In short - no one is serious about their work.

It's not incomprehensible, after all, who would want to work hard in a studio that is said to be about to close down and is owed several months' wages.

Why didn't all these people come?

Jiang Qiubai, who had just tamed this body, worked hard to find relevant memories in his mind.

Then he looked sympathetically at the few remaining employees in the studio.

In the memory of this body, a person with a little ability had already broken his wrist a few months ago, and gave up his salary for those two months to change jobs.

Only these few graduates, who have never been able to find a job, are still holding on to the last shred of illusions, waiting for the boss to show kindness and fulfill the promise to settle their salaries.

But right...... Jiang Qiubai thought about the less than six-figure balance in the original owner's hand now.

If he hadn't crossed over, the group wouldn't have been able to get paid for a few months.

The employees who were deeply sympathetic to Jiang Qiubai were discussing fiercely together, and no one noticed that someone was quietly poking their heads in.

"It's the 28th, didn't the boss say that the previous month's salary would be paid before the end of the month." One man slammed his phone on the table with an annoyed face, "I'm still waiting to get my salary and pay off my credit card." ”

"Wait, it's only two days before the end of the month." A colleague on the side comforted him: "If No. 1 can't get his salary, let's go make trouble together." ”

"If you want to make trouble, it's early, I just talked to Sister Xu, the finance, yesterday, and she said that when she left last month, the company had no money on its books." The man at the center of the crowd interjected.

"Lao Liu, what you said is really false?!" The man who was anxious for a salary at the beginning suddenly became calm: "Didn't the boss say that he would go out to attract investment some time ago?" ”

I did pull it, but I didn't pull it.

Jiang Qiubai answered silently in his heart, and his head shrank back unconsciously.

Someone "cut" and said: "Do you still need to say?" The studio is like this, who wants to invest in him. ”

He then complained: "When I was recruiting at the beginning, I opened my mouth and closed my mouth to wait for the game to sell and give us a salary increase, but now let alone a salary increase, I haven't seen a salary for several months." ”

Someone immediately agreed: "Yes, why did you believe in his evil in the first place, and think about starting a business together and becoming a veteran, I'm afraid I'm not losing my mind." ”

"Damn, so we won't be able to pay our wages this month?!"

"No, we can't wait any longer!" The man who spoke first slapped his thigh and couldn't hold back: "Wait for the boss to come over, we'll go to him and ask for an explanation!" ”

"That's right! Let's find him together! ”

"If you don't pay your salary, go sue him!"

The few remaining employees in the studio responded. The sound was higher and higher.

Seeing that someone was already looking for the relevant legal provisions, Jiang Qiubai lowered his eyes.

Although he didn't know why one second he was still participating in the celebration of his new game with a monthly turnover of more than 100 million, the next second, he traveled to this person who had the same name and surname as himself and even looked exactly the same.

But if he comes to it, he will be safe, and if he continues to let the employees talk about it, he is afraid that he will really become the commander of the light pole.

Jiang Qiubai closed the door again, straightened his collar, calmed his breathing, and opened the door of the studio again.

This time, he didn't deliberately lower his voice, but instead coughed low when he entered the door, which quickly attracted the attention of the employees.

Suddenly, the originally heated discussion came to an abrupt end as if the pause button had been pressed.

Jiang Qiubai stood at the door with his hands folded, admiring the expressions of the employees who seemed a little distorted because they were changing too quickly.

What is it like to speak ill of your boss and get caught red-handed?

Employees: Thank you, you are in the studio, and you are dead.

The employee who was clamoring to sue him just now subconsciously put away his mobile phone and retreated behind his colleague, his thoughts racing in his head.

Why did the boss come over at this time?

I don't know how much he heard.

The employee swallowed as he desperately recalled what he had just said.

He spent the first minute searching for how to sue the studio, and he didn't participate in the discussion much, so he should ...... You okay?

And the soundproofing of the company's gate is also very good...... The boss doesn't necessarily get to hear.

He continued to build himself psychologically, and mustered up the courage to look at Jiang Qiubai tentatively, but he happened to bump into Jiang Qiubai's smiling eyes, and quickly turned his head.

It's strange how the boss feels completely different today.

He was keenly aware of the wrong, but he blamed it on himself as a thief.

"Old, good boss." Finally, a warrior broke the deathly silence.

"Hello boss." The others finally came to their senses and repeated the phrase dryly.

Jiang Qiubai responded, with a faint look in his delicate eyebrows and eyes, which made people inexplicably feel incomprehensible.

Don't seem to be angry? Everyone secretly exchanged glances.

But it was strange that he didn't paint cakes for them as usual.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

All eyes converged on the man in the middle.

Lao Liu, rush!

"Boss, why are you here so early today?" Lao Liu had no choice but to put on a smiling face to greet him, but he was bitter in his heart.

No way, who let him take the same salary as ordinary employees, but still be a leader in name.

"I want to settle everyone's salary first, if you don't come early, it will delay you from getting off work." Jiang Qiubai took two steps forward and pulled a chair to sit down.

"Damn, you're still going to get paid?" At first, the man who was waiting to pay off his credit card blurted out.

……

Almost immediately realizing that he had just committed some stupidity, the man made amends to himself in the speechless eyes of everyone: "I, I mean, yes......"

His mouth was open, but his brain was like a knot, and he couldn't say anything.

Oh no, he shouldn't be holding on to this and not paying his salary.

The man wanted to cry without tears, and he wanted to slap himself twice.

Let you talk but brains!

The others didn't have time to be happy, and after being interrupted by this, they were only nervous.

"Not only will I be paid, but I will also be raised." Jiang Qiubai didn't care at all, after all, what the original body was doing was really not personnel: "It's just that before that, I want to tell you one thing first." ”