Gu Xiaoer returned to the office, but Gao Qiuyan had urgently gathered all the colleagues from the fruit supply group.
"During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the leaders have made requests, and it's our department's turn to send someone on duty. Who among you has the time?" Gao Qiuyan urgently sought everyone's opinion.
As employees, there was some resistance to overtime duty during such matters, after all, it's a festival for reunion, and no one wants to be alone at the company. Although the triple daily salary compensation is quite tempting, the desire to go home and reunite with family is stronger.
After Gao Qiuyan posed the question, basically no one responded.
"Ah, whenever the higher-ups make a fart, we all have to tremble a bit," someone sighed dissatisfied.
"It's rough talk, but reasonable!"
"Group Leader Gao, we've already planned our trips, can't do duty!"
"Yeah, why not mention it earlier!"
