Romans & histoires Our Overtime

But just as she was about to open the door, Claire turned her body around and looked at Shelly seriously. "About working hours." He said, causing Shelly's eyebrows to knit together. "The company owner's presence in our branch won't make us work overtime, right?" She asked curiously. Honestly, Claire was a practical person, as long as the work could be done quickly, she didn't want any overtime work even if it was paid. Shelly shrugged with an indifferent expression. "If it's urgent." She replied flatly. "What about overtime?" Claire shook her head. "I have some personal business." Claire replied briefly.

Cristofer suddenly stopped his steps at the door of the meeting room and said, “Tell all the staff members to work overtime this weekend and make the bidding document. The overtime pay is still the same as before, three times their daily wages.” The HR manager was stunned, and her face turned pale. “... Mr. Hans, do we have to work overtime on the weekend again?” “Do you believe the overtime pay is inadequate? In that case, convey to them that I’m prepared to offer them overtime compensation at a rate five times their daily wages,” Cristofer stated. “No, I didn’t mean that. I mean, aren’t you going to hold your wedding this weekend?” Upon hearing this, Cristofer responded with a chilly tone,

The next day, Silas brought the clock-in info to Paul. "Didn't you also leave early without doing any overtime?" he asked. Paul smirked. "But I did. I stayed ten minutes longer than you." Silas couldn't believe it. That also counted as overtime? Paul seemed to have read his mind and asked, "Why wouldn't it?" Silas crossed his arms. "Well, I also worked overtime yesterday, so I don't care. You'd better make sure you pay me for it."

Eve was still hesitant because she hadn't applied here, but perhaps the person had mistaken her for someone else. "There's no buts! Don't you want to?" he shouted with quite a high intonation. Eve finally shouted, "I want to! I want!" And so she worked that day, but a little longer this time. She was asked to work overtime until 6 pm as more and more customers arrived. Eve worked so energetically that day that she didn't even notice that her legs were in much pain. She even forgot about her sadness for a moment. "This is your wage today. You were given an extra 80 dollars today because you worked overtime for 3 hours," said the owner and manager of the Cafe when he called her.

Sure enough, besides the bright lights and the empty office building, it seemed like the both of them were the only ones left. “How?” Lance smiled. “It's the company rules. To avoid burnout, they only have to finish the day's work and can get off work on time. They need to apply separately if they want to work overtime.” Yvette blinked. She had never seen such a benevolent capitalist. Ordinary capitalists usually wanted people to work overtime as late as possible. Now, they even had to take the initiative to apply for working overtime? Wow... Lance went over to press the elevator. Yvette went in and saw that something was off opposite her. There seemed to be more building materials.

Keith nodded his head, before he could say anything, another piece of information appeared in front of him, "This is what I need for tomorrow morning, you may need to work overtime, remember to mention the overtime hours in the evening, there is overtime pay for overtime work." After saying those two sentences, she went into her office. This was Keith's first time working overtime, and he worked until past 9pm. He was just about to get up and leave when he saw Nina's office door open. It turned out that she was still at the office even at this late hour. Nina smiled at him, "Did you mention the overtime hours? Don't forget." Keith nodded and entered the same elevator with her. There was no o

He said to her over the other end of the line, “Nora, Mr. Julian came back from a business trip yesterday and said that there is a bunch of important financial data that we need to verify. We have to go to the company to work overtime later, so please arrive at the company on time.” “Work overtime?” Nora was depressed. She wanted to go back to sleep. She would have gone to bed early and slept well last night if she had known that she would have to work overtime today. However, since she was unable to sleep in the middle of the night last night, she got up and watched the television series she had been binging and only slept after 4:00 AM. She thought that she could sleep in all morning today

If two people are in the same room, how can they not talk? "Yes, sir!" Robin was very aggrieved, he would rather be beaten up. Working overtime for three months was simply taking his life. "Sir, I have already worked overtime for four months. I haven't had a good rest in these four months. I haven't even had a day off on the weekend." Robin couldn't help but complain. He still had to work overtime for three months, wasn't this taking his life? In this cold winter, wouldn't it be nice to go home and warm the bed for Riley?

And Axel didn't want to work overtime alone, and instead, he invited Tessa to come with him. "Overtime?" Tessa still didn't understand what tasks she would be doing when she worked overtime at the company. Would she not be able to go home later? Tessa already misses her bed, she can't wait to watch a movie series while drinking a beer. Right now, Tessa needed all of that.

She had also overheard plenty of people complaining about the pain of working overtime. Especially when there wasn’t even any overtime pay. If Westley called someone in, they surely wouldn’t get any overtime pay. But not finalizing this divorce was unbearable for her. She thought to herself that she could just pay the overtime fees herself. “But...” Westley glanced at his watch, cutting her off. “By the time dinner is over, it’ll be around nine. The earliest we could fly back to Nelana would be midnight.” “Dragging someone out of their bed to work overtime—don’t you think that’s a bit too much of a capitalist move?”