"Da Sheng, isn't it working hours at your company? Calling all these people down will delay work, won't it?" Madam Xie asked, looking at the grand spectacle with some hesitation.
Comrade Lao Sun also criticized him, "You're a private enterprise, so how can you act like some government department? You haven't learned anything useful, just how to be bureaucratic? That's not acceptable."
Facing the older couple's criticism, Sun Dasheng could only smile and nod in agreement. "We'll definitely do things differently next time."
Then he turned and glared fiercely at Sun Dacheng.
Sun Dacheng shrank back. Hearing his uncle and aunt's words, how could he not realize he had caused trouble with his good intentions?
"Alright, the welcoming ceremony is over! Everyone, back to work," Sun Dasheng announced loudly. "The time we've wasted will still count as work hours. If any of you don't finish your tasks today because of this, managers are forbidden from docking your performance pay."
