Chapter 837 - 856: Qian Xingxing, One of the Few Conscientious Bosses
Chapter 837: Chapter 856: Qian Xingxing, One of the Few Conscientious Bosses
Of course, before heading to the mines, she still needed to interview the people further back in line. However, Ting Mo quickly noticed something was wrong. What was going on? There should have been people lining up in this section, so why was it suddenly empty?
Puzzled, she continued her exploration toward the back. As she walked, she realized something was off. Without guards maintaining order, the crowd at the very rear was slightly chaotic. Among the dusty, gray mass of people, a few individuals in white uniforms stood out conspicuously. How could they not be obvious? The stark contrast between their incredibly dirty faces and bright white shirts was far too striking.
She noticed that after these men approached the crowd and spoke a few words, the people in line immediately began running in a specific direction. She wondered what exactly was happening. Ting Mo decided to step forward and investigate.
She called out to one of the men in white, hoping to get some information out of him. Her Federation News press pass proved to be quite useful. Once she revealed her identity, the man hid nothing and explained the situation.
"A free clinic?"
"Your factory? Which factory?"
"The New Star Delicious Factory. Miss Reporter, would you like to head over there for an interview?"
The man was considered a minor supervisor. He was a Q3 local with loving parents. He had worked hard and made it through high school, but unfortunately, college tuition was far too expensive. Since he was merely intelligent and had not awakened any special talents, his college aspirations ultimately came to nothing.
Later on, when Little President Qian came here to establish a factory, his first priority was hiring literate individuals. Since this young man had a decent educational background and was a clean, presentable person, Little President Qian quickly promoted him to a supervisory role.
As a minor supervisor, he knew about Little President Qian delivering food to Jiang Qiuqiu in hopes of getting some camera time. Now, standing right in front of him was a reporter from Federation News!
His smile grew even friendlier as he thought of this. "We drove a hovercar here. If you want to go, you can ride with us."
"I’ll go!"
Of course she would go. A factory hosting a free clinic? And hiring a Spirit Healing Master for it? That was a massive expense! What kind of factory was this? She suspected they might be taking advantage of the chaotic situation to fish in troubled waters and extort money. Even though these refugees had no wealth, their massive population meant they were free labor! Human strength could easily be converted into Star Coins!
Thus, Ting Mo set off with the group. Along the way, she carefully inquired about the New Star Delicious Factory. Her questions included, but were not limited to, who their legal representative was, what kind of work they did, how much they were paid, how many hours they worked a day, whether they got days off each month, and whether they lived in the factory dormitories or at home.
In reality, Ting Mo was just asking casually. Generally speaking, in Q3, such benefits simply did not exist. There were no ethical enterprises here. Under the heel of capital, there were only Star Coins; no one cared about humanity. However, the man’s answer was astonishing.
"Our salary is about ten thousand Star Coins a month. We operate on a three-shift system every day, which includes morning, afternoon, and night shifts. Working hours are about eight hours long. The night shift comes with an extra subsidy, bringing the monthly pay to around twelve thousand Star Coins. The factory also provides dormitories."
Ting Mo, who had been taking notes, jerked her head up.
"That high?"
"Yeah."
"What is your boss’s name?"
"Qian Xingxing."
As someone working in media, Ting Mo spent plenty of time on the internet and was quite familiar with various Federation news. Qian Xingxing, the New Star Delicious Factory...
She remembered!
The philanthropic enterprise! The charitable boss!
"So it’s him," she muttered.
If it was Qian Xingxing, then the factory’s generous treatment completely made sense. He had always seemed different from other capitalists. He was a boss who valued money, but saw far beyond just making a profit.