SFS Chapter 472: Rewarding Employees
Chapter 472: Rewarding Employees
I lay in bed, moonlight streaming in through the carved window lattices, casting a soft, silvery edge on my sleeping daughter. My fingertips gently caressed her rosy cheeks. She unconsciously pursed her lips, her eyelashes casting butterfly-like shadows under her eyes. The fatigue of childbirth hadn't completely dissipated, but looking at this tiny life, my heart was filled with tenderness and joy.
"What are you thinking about?" Fu Sihan's voice came from the doorway. He walked in quietly, his suit jacket off, the collar of his white shirt slightly open, and his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing the veins on his forearms. His eyes first fell on my daughter, a tenderness overflowing from his eyes. Then he sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to tuck my scattered hair behind my ear.
"I'm wondering what she'll look like in the future." I turned my head to look at him, "Will she be as smart as you and as stubborn as me?"
Fu Sihan chuckled softly, his voice filled with a hint of doting: "If she really looks like you, I'm afraid it will be a headache for her as a father in the future." Seeing me glaring at him in feigned anger, he immediately changed his tone, "But it's good to be like you. If anyone bullies her, just fight back." Having said that, he touched my head dotingly and said, "Just take good care of yourself this month. After you're one month old, the company will be handed over to you, and I'll just be the househusband. You have the final say in the company's affairs from now on."
After hearing this, I chuckled and said, "Mr. Fu, are you going to play the role of a domineering CEO retreating behind the scenes? Aren't you afraid that those old fogies on the board of directors will eat you alive?" My fingertips unconsciously stroked the corner of the quilt, but my eyes were fixed on his face, trying to find traces of a joke in those deep eyes.
Fu Sihan flicked my forehead with his finger, his gesture full of intimate indulgence. "If they have any objections, I will kick them out of the Fu Group directly. After all, I have the final say in the Fu Group. But you! Your thundering methods in the company have made those Fu shareholders behave in a cowardly manner. Have you forgotten what happened to Uncle Fu? Didn't I have a car accident that year? It was you who turned the tide and stopped Uncle Fu from replacing me. Wanting, I am really lucky to have you."
I was stunned by Fu Sihan's words, and memories flooded back. Back then, he'd been in a car accident and was in a coma. The Fu Group was in turmoil, and Second Uncle Fu seized the opportunity to ally with some shareholders in an attempt to seize control. Although I was just a secretary at the time, I stepped forward at a crucial moment. Drawing on my experience in investment banking and my familiarity with Fu's business, I worked overnight to compile the group's core data and strategic plan, and confronted Second Uncle Fu at the board meeting.
"The way you slammed the table in the conference room, you looked more like the Fu Group CEO than I do." Fu Sihan's voice was tinged with laughter, and his fingers gently traced the outline of my eyebrows. "Second Uncle Fu's face turned green after the meeting. When I woke up and heard about this, I was wondering how this woman could be so powerful."
I snorted softly, "Isn't it just that I'm afraid someone else will snatch away the empire you've worked so hard to build?" Thinking back on those thrilling days, I still feel a sense of emotion. Back then, I was caring for him while he was in a coma, juggling the board of directors and shareholders, sleeping only two or three hours a day, and I managed to get through it all thanks to my tenacity.
Fu Sihan suddenly held my hand and said solemnly, "Wanting, I used to be too conceited and always thought that my career was more important than anything else. Now I understand that having you and the children by my side is my greatest success. I'm relieved to leave Fu's to you."
I joked, "I have a confinement nanny here right now. You should go back to work first. Didn't you say you would give one million to each of the employees who donated blood to me? You, as a president, can't go back on your word! I'm fine at home, don't worry. The company can't do without me right now, don't you know?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Sihan frowned slightly, his eyes full of reluctance: "But you are still in confinement after giving birth, and I am worried about leaving you alone at home. It doesn't matter if those employees' bonuses are paid later, they are not as important as you and the child." His thumb gently stroked the back of my hand, as if he wanted to rub all his worries into his gentle movements.
I smiled and squeezed his palm. "Don't treat me like a porcelain doll. The confinement nanny and the children are here. If you don't fulfill your promise, the employees will say that President Fu is just a big shot." Seeing that he was still hesitant, I raised an eyebrow in feigned anger. "Why, President Fu doesn't trust my ability?"
Fu Sihan immediately hugged me in his arms, resting his chin on the top of my head: "How dare I not trust Mrs. Fu? I just can't bear to leave." He sighed and compromised, "Then I'll go to the company to deal with urgent matters first, and come back to have lunch with you at noon." Before leaving, he repeatedly reminded the confinement nanny of precautions, and even installed real-time monitoring in the baby room before leaving, looking back every few steps.
Fu Sihan came to the company, beaming with joy, and the employees were all excited and said, "The president is beaming today, could it be because his wife gave birth to a daughter? I heard that anyone who donates blood to his wife will receive one million.
"That's right! It's a pity that I don't have RH negative blood. If I hadn't come to donate blood, that would have been one million! With this one million, I can build a new house in my hometown, and I can finally have the hope of buying the two-story house that my parents have been dreaming about for half their lives!"
Amidst the flurry of discussion, Fu Sihan walked through the office area with a normal expression. The sound of his leather shoes tapping on the floor instantly silenced everyone. He walked into the CEO's office and called Special Assistant Chen. "Inform all employees to gather in the lobby. Even the cleaners must gather here. I have something to announce."
Special Assistant Chen's hand trembled slightly as he gripped the phone. As a longtime confidant of Fu Sihan, he knew the CEO's style all too well—the calmer he seemed on ordinary days, the more his heart surged with emotion. After he hung up, the entire office building's PA system activated, and a robotic female voice echoed throughout the building: "Attention all employees! Please assemble in the first-floor lobby in fifteen minutes. The CEO has an important announcement to make."
The hallway suddenly filled with the clatter of footsteps. Steam was still rising from the coffee cups in the tea room, and the blueprints were still on the computer screens in the design department. Everyone rushed into the hall with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity. Someone murmured, "Is this about the bonus?"
Fifteen minutes later, Fu Sihan appeared on the spiral staircase. He had changed out of his dark blue suit from the morning, his white shirt slightly open at the collar, his tie hanging loosely around his neck. This unusually casual look left the staff in the audience looking at each other in bewilderment. He reached out and flipped the microphone switch, the metal stand gleaming coldly under the light. "I called everyone here today not for work, but because of your blood donation for my wife. I promised you that if you donated blood, I would give you each one million, but now I'm changing my mind."
Before he'd finished speaking, the hall erupted in an uproar. Amidst the flurry of discussion, there were gasps of disbelief. Some people clutched their work badges, their knuckles turning white. Old Zhang from the logistics department even stumbled, needing to hold on to a colleague next to him. Xiao Wang's face paled, the blueprint for his new house shattered in his mind. He muttered, "Sure enough... money doesn't come so easily."
Fu Sihan raised his hand for silence, his eyes sweeping across the tense faces in the audience. His Adam's apple moved. "I know everyone's secretly scolding me for breaking my promise." He suddenly smiled, a hint of self-mockery in his smile. He reached out to untie his loose tie and tossed it aside. "But I'm changing my mind this time because I want to give you a better explanation."
The commotion died down abruptly, and everyone held their breath. Fu Sihan continued, "Every employee who donated blood will receive one million yuan, plus a three-bedroom apartment. Of course, you can also convert this into cash. Employees who didn't donate blood will receive one million yuan each." As soon as Fu Sihan finished speaking, the room erupted in excitement.