Stronger by Paying Salaries and I Have 1 Billion Employees

Chen Yansen had to attend the unveiling ceremony for the Orange Factory the next morning, so he suggested ending the dinner.

Tao Jingwen felt the same way and immediately agreed.

The group slowly walked out of Luzhou Prefecture, got into their respective cars, and waved goodbye.

「Meanwhile.」

In a dormitory at Orange Factory No. 4 in Luyang District, Sun Haiyang tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

”Ocean, what the hell, is your ass hurting or something? Stop tossing around. The bed boards are creaking so much I can’t fall asleep even if I wanted to,” Yao Xin protested from the lower bunk.

”Xinzi, it’s just... I feel like my parents spent over a hundred thousand yuan to put me through college, and the second I graduate, I go to work in a factory tightening screws. The pay is good, I know, but it just sounds bad,” Sun Haiyang said with a pained expression.

”With the kind of university we went to, people joke that we’re one of Luzhou’s ’Four Little Dragons.’ What’s wrong with tightening screws? It pays seven or eight thousand a month!” Yao Xin pursed his lips. He didn’t share Sun Haiyang’s psychological burden.

Some of their other dorm mates went to work as white-collar workers in office buildings, either in telephone sales or online customer service, but when you asked about their salary, it was only three thousand.

Yao Xin hadn’t hesitated for a second before accepting the offer for Production Operator—colloquially known as a screw-tightener—at the Orange Factory.

”You’re both university students from Luzhou?” another middle-aged man in the next bed, who was also awake, asked in a low voice.

”Yeah, Uncle Li,” Sun Haiyang replied.

”Sigh, university students not finding white-collar jobs and coming here to tighten screws instead... I hope my son doesn’t end up as miserable as you two in the future,” the middle-aged man said bluntly.

”...” Sun Haiyang.

”...” Yao Xin.