Saito Jiro hurriedly shouted, and everyone instantly perked up, straightening their clothes with expressions full of respect and anticipation.
Saito Jiro quickly stubbed out the cigarette in his hand into a nearby ashtray and then hurried forward to meet them.
Amidst the endless flow of traffic in the distance, a vibrant streak of red was particularly eye-catching, like a ball of fire suddenly ignited in the darkness.
As the distance closed, the red silhouette became increasingly clear.
The red ferrari slowly came to a stop, the door opened, and a pair of polished leather shoes stepped out first, followed by a powerful-looking man in a sharp suit.
The group that had been waiting for a long time saw this and stepped forward, bowing in unison and saying respectfully, “Welcome, Esteemed President!”
“You guys… are really making a grand occasion of this, huh.”
Haruto looked at the display before him, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.
This feels just like those overbearing CEO power fantasies in female-oriented novels.
However, on second thought, he felt that this Japanese corporate culture, with its emphasis on pomp and ceremony, was actually quite pleasant to experience!
He knew that Japanese people had a habit of wearing suits to work; in their eyes, wearing a suit was a sign of respect for others.
In Japanese culture, dressing neatly is a basic courtesy toward clients, colleagues, and society as a whole.
To them, taking off one’s suit jacket was as inappropriate as wearing slippers to a formal event.
Therefore, before coming, Haruto had specifically bought a luxury suit, and even Kanako, who was accompanying him, had changed into a proper women’s suit. Visit novelping dot com for the full chapter.
“This is only what we should do, President.”
Saito Jiro stood at the front of the crowd, his eyes fixed on the President who had just stepped out of the car and was now surrounded by everyone, his heart full of surprise.
He truly hadn’t expected this President to be so young, with a handsome face and a steady, capable aura, yet possessing an unquestionable majesty in every gesture.
But then he thought, perhaps this was a young master from some large conglomerate out to gain experience in one of the family’s companies; thinking this, he felt more at ease.
Saito Jiro secretly calculated that as long as he worked hard in the future, it wouldn’t matter even if the workload was heavy or tiring.
After all, the salary offered by this company was very enticing, about 20% higher than the average at other companies—such a generous salary was rare these days.
However, Saito Jiro clearly hadn’t anticipated that Haruto’s visit was for far more than just assigning routine tasks.
Why isn’t it the Legend of “Link”?
Upon entering the hall, Haruto did not head for the meeting room.
Instead, he sat straight down on a sofa in the first-floor lobby, completely ignoring the usual protocol.
He leaned back slightly on the sofa, crossed his legs, and spoke calmly, “I assume you have the employees’ schedules. Let me see the timetables and such.”
“Yes, President.” A department head in the crowd behind him didn’t dare delay and quickly stepped forward to hand over the timetable.
Haruto took the timetable, flipped through it casually, and said, “9:00 AM to 6:00 PM with a one-hour lunch break. The schedule seems reasonable. What about company benefits? Have any been arranged?” You are reading on novelping.com, the official source.
“President, currently the company benefits only include an annual physical exam and a high-temperature cash subsidy. There’s nothing else.”
Haruto frowned slightly and continued to ask, “How many employees in the company have children? And has the housing issue for employees been resolved?”
“I… I’m very sorry,” a department head stepped forward flustered, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
“Employees with children… I didn’t expect you would want to track that. As for housing, because employees come from all over, the housing issue for most of them hasn’t been resolved…”
Haruto’s expression remained calm as he waved his hand.
“It’s fine. Go compile the statistics now and tell me later.”
“Yes! President!” The department head replied, feeling as if a weight had been lifted.
Haruto asked again, “The building I bought has sixteen floors in total. Have the floors needed for the four sectors—animation production, game production, music, and network operations—been planned out?”
“Yes, President. According to your requirements, we have left the first through third floors vacant. All necessary equipment, such as computers and servers, has been fully purchased. If I may be so bold as to ask, how do you plan to utilize these three vacant floors?” the department head asked cautiously.
“How to utilize them?
I believe I made arrangements before?” Haruto took out a document and said while looking at it, “Later, the first floor will be turned into a reception area and corporate culture display area.
The second floor will be a private gym, lounge area, and a large sauna and steam bath for internal employee use.
As for the third floor, it will house a cafeteria, a cafe, a children’s play area, and a snack shop.”
Hearing Haruto’s words, everyone looked at each other, their faces filled with surprise and confusion.