Chapter 6

"Uh, I can't do it anymore, my neck really can't take it." Zhuochuan wasn't lying; his neck had been checked by a doctor who said that if he didn't take a complete rest, it would turn into a serious cervical spondylosis, which would be hard to cure. This was also one of the reasons he decisively took a two-month sick leave.

"Well, they should at least give you some compensation. You've worked here for so many years, always overtime. Even if the country doesn't recognize this as an occupational disease, any company with a bit of humanity should give you some compensation. If you resign voluntarily, it will just suit their wishes," Dongze said indignantly.

"Let's see if they have any humanity left." Zhuochuan didn't think a company that used so many tactics while he was on sick leave would give much severance pay, and he didn't have time to get entangled in this.

Soon, Zhuochuan wrote his resignation letter and returned to the Human Resources Department, this time with Dongze.

"Resignation letter, approve it," Zhuochuan didn't call Chen Fat anymore, he went straight to him and said.

Chen Fat took the letter, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, but he pretended to be regretful, "Oh, how did it come to this? Well, since Manager Zhuo is determined to leave, I guess you have a better future ahead. We can't stop you. I'll process your resignation right away."

Zhuochuan continued to watch his hypocritical act and found a place to sit with Dongze, waiting for him to go through the procedures.

"Manager Zhuo, it's been a while. Good morning," a young woman with a good appearance pushed the door open and greeted Zhuochuan.

"Oh, it's Liu Yang. Good morning," Zhuochuan didn't get up, just nodded at her.

The young woman sat down at her desk. There wasn't much to do in the morning, and soon she started chatting with two other female colleagues, of course, in a low voice.

"That's Manager Zhuo, young and capable, and so handsome. I wonder if he has a girlfriend," one of the female colleagues stared at Zhuochuan, who was leaning on the sofa, and said in a low voice.

"Ah, I saw his long-term sick leave form. He has a serious cervical spondylosis, and he probably won't be able to work here much longer," Liu Yang looked at Zhuochuan's back with regret and turned to the new receptionist.

"That's really a pity. Such a promising stock is wasted."

Zhuochuan heard the women's whispers but didn't have the heart to pay attention, just lowered his head and thought about some things.

The resignation procedures were quickly completed. When Chen Fat handed Zhuochuan his resignation certificate and other documents, he also took out a thin envelope and handed it to Zhuochuan.

"This is a small token of appreciation from the company for the old employees. Please accept it. We've been together for so long, and even though you're leaving, the bond remains. We might work together again in the future," Chen Fat put on a show of sincerity and said to Zhuochuan.

Zhuochuan took the resignation certificate and the envelope. He had given out many bonuses and red envelopes to his subordinates, so he knew it wouldn't be more than 5,000 yuan. Heh, after working hard for this company for more than five years, he was dismissed with just this amount of money, and they didn't even say a word to retain him. They probably thought he was too sick to be further exploited.

Dongze, however, stood up immediately. He glared at Chen Fat, pressed the envelope in Zhuochuan's hand, and started to get angry, "Hey, Manager Chen, you think you can dismiss someone with just this amount of money? The company always talks about corporate culture, righteousness, and Confucian business ethics in meetings. Have you eaten all of that?"

Chen Fat's face turned pale, then he shouted, "What are you talking about? Do you want to keep working? When did the company ever specify how much severance pay to give to resigning employees? If you think it's too little, fine, go work for those foreign companies. They give N+1 months of severance pay. If you can't get in, just stay here. If you still think it's too little, then sue me."

"Shit! Your mother, say that again and see what happens." Dongze had a short temper. He grabbed Chen Fat's collar and dragged him to the door of the Human Resources Department, "If you have the guts, say it again to the whole company. Just 5,000 yuan to dismiss Manager Zhuo?"

"If it were a normal situation, it would be fine, but everyone knows Manager Zhuo's cervical spondylosis is from overworking. Now he can't continue working, and the company hasn't paid any medical expenses. They forced him to resign voluntarily and gave him only 5,000 yuan in severance pay. Is this how you treat the development department? Do you think we're all blind?"

The commotion had already attracted the attention of the entire company. Almost everyone from the development department came over, and the narrow corridor was packed.

"What's going on? Why are they arguing?"

"It seems Manager Zhuo is resigning, and the company only gave him 5,000 yuan in severance pay?"

"Didn't Manager Zhuo take a long-term sick leave?"

"Yes, I heard he has cervical spondylosis, which is from overworking."

"Shit, that's too inhumane."

"Indeed, it's disheartening. They say one thing and do another. What kind of company is this?"

"Domestic companies are all the same. Didn't a colleague from another company die from overworking until 1 a.m. recently? His company didn't give any compensation, and his family even surrounded the company."

"Who would have thought our company would be the same?"

The onlookers were discussing, but it was clear they were all supporting Zhuochuan. It wasn't surprising that the development department supported their old boss, as Zhuochuan had always been good to his subordinates, never missing out on any benefits they deserved, and was very concerned about their growth. Most of them were students he had brought up.

As for people from other departments, they sympathized with the underdog, and no one wanted to face the same situation and have the same fate.

Zhuochuan walked over. As soon as he appeared, the onlookers quieted down, watching what he would do.

Pressing Dongze's hand, Zhuochuan said to him, "Dongze, let go. There's no point in arguing with this kind of person."

He turned to Chen Fat and said, "Do you think saving a few hundred thousand yuan is a contribution to the company? Let me tell you, the company will lose ten times, a hundred times more because of your decision."

After saying this, Zhuochuan didn't pay attention to the red-faced Chen Fat and turned back, "Thank you all for your kindness. I, Zhuochuan, am not a shameless person and won't be greedy for this severance pay. I'm leaving, take care of yourselves."

He took the envelope, weighed it, and threw it on the ground, "But what's mine, I will take back."

"Boss, wait for me," Dongze, ignoring Chen Fat, "I'm not working here anymore."

"Come back, you haven't handed over your work. If you want to resign, it won't be approved!" Chen Fat straightened his collar and shouted at Dongze's back.

"Hand over my ass, find someone else to take over!" Dongze didn't look back and followed Zhuochuan.

"Scatter, all of you, scatter. It's working hours, not time to socialize," Chen Fat couldn't do anything about Dongze, but he looked around at the crowd, "What are you looking at? Do you want to lose your performance bonuses? If you want them, go back to work. What does this have to do with you? Take care of yourselves."

Slowly, the crowd dispersed. Chen Fat was the boss's brother-in-law, and they could only complain. They still had to eat, and even if they were dissatisfied, they needed to find a new job before resigning. Most of them still had mortgages and car loans to pay.

"Shit, how much compensation do you want?" After the crowd dispersed, Chen Fat started cursing, "Taking up a position without doing any work, get sick and resign quickly. We're not a state-owned enterprise; we can't afford to support idlers. It's as if the company owes him something. Giving him 5,000 yuan in severance pay and he's still not satisfied. If we don't give you anything, what can you do?"

He cursed while squatting down to pick up the envelope, "If you don't want it, I'll take it. I'll have a good time this week."

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