“The Lowe family is a top-tier wealthy family with numerous
industries under their name. Why bothering to work for Universal
Group?” Nash grumbled.
“Because Universal Group is a world-ss economic entity. Any
family business strives to join Universal Group. There are
representatives from the top ten families present at headquarters!”
Frankie said with pride, seemingly proud of being a member of Universal Group.
“Well, tell me more about thepany,” Nash said as he sat down
and started flipping through the documents.
Frankie stood respectfully beside him and exined the ins and outs
of thepany, which took the entire morning.
When it was lunchtime, Frankie suggested, “I’ve booked a private
room at Cloud Peak Pce Hotel. Let’s go there for lunch.”
Nash stretchedzily. “Since I’m here to work, let’s go with the flow.
I’ll check out the cafeteria…”
He had noted from the documents some issues with the cafeteria’s
management. The manager had been embezzling procurement fees,
resulting in the employee meals not meetingpany standards.
Three buildings made up the cafeteria, each with three floors. The first and second floors were for
regr employees, while the third floor was for management. Despite it being lunchtime, there were
not
a lot of people in the cafeteria.
“Ourpany has 30,000 employees, split into two shifts. We have three batches of employees getting
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off work during meal times with a 40-minute interval between each batch. With the staggered off-duty
schedule, there are more than enough seats in the cafeteria.
“However, due to the declining quality of employee meals, most employees choose to eat outside,”
Frankie exined as he walked alongside Nash with his hands behind his back. He lowered his pace
slightly to match Nash’s.
“Do we have meal subsidies?” Nash asked.
“Yes, employees who don’t eat in the cafeteria receive a monthly meal. subsidy of 350 dors!” Frankie
replied.
As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the first-floor cafeteria.
“Mr. Calcraft, this way, please.” Frankie intended to take Nash to the
third-floor management cafeteria. But the man waved his hand and
said, “Let’s eat on the first floor. I want to see how bad the food is.”
With that, the two joined the line at the food counter.
Seeing two high-level managers joining the queue, the employees in
line became nervous and kept quiet. They did not dare to speak.
Frankie smiled and said, “Let’s put away our work badges.”
Their work badges had purplenyards to differentiate them, and management always elicited awe
from regr employees. The two put away their badges, but their professionalism while dressed in
suits and leather shoes still kept people at a distance.
Soon, the two reached the counter.
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Nash handed his tray to thedy serving food, who scooped a
generous portion of one of the dishes. She habitually shook off a bit before depositing the rest on the
tray.
There were two meat dishes and one veggie dish-roasted chicken breast, frittata, and sd that looked
fresh from the garden. The food looked decent, but the taste remained to be ascertained.
Tray in hand, Nash also picked up a bowl of mashed potatoes before going to sit down and eat.
“Aren’t you getting some chowder?” ady in work clothes asked with
a smile.
She was in her early 20s. Herplexion was a little pale, and she had slightly messy hair. Her eyes
were clear and bright.
Nash looked around and saw another area where they could get
chowder, but it seemed a little more crowded.
“There are too many people; I’ll pass,” Nash replied with a smile.
“I suggest you go line up for a bowl. Otherwise, you won’t be able to
eat it all,” the woman added with a faint smile before taking a seat at
an empty table. She then began eating while ying with her phone.
Nash was puzzled. Frankie walked over, saying, “The mashed potatoes are a little dry. I’ll get some
chowder to help with that.” He
handed his tray to Nash. “Hold this for me. I’ll go get some chowder!”