Chapter 295 The 8-Hour Workweek
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Mo Bi Mei Le Mo
Looking at the information displayed on the phone screen, Emma Watson smiled like a flower, and tapped her fingers on the screen.
Emma Watson: It's a deal.
Jiang Lang: OK!
After the two chatted briefly for a while, they said good night to each other, and Jiang Lang put down his phone.
Looking at the ceiling above his head, Jiang Lang smiled.
He couldn't wait for tomorrow to come.
The next day - early morning.
San Francisco - International Airport.
A plane landed slowly on the ground.
The crowds are turbulent. As a world-famous tourist destination, there are not too many tourists coming and going every day.
Whites, blacks, Asians, etc... both men and women.
Jiang Lang was wearing a sun hat, a small vest, big pants, and a pair of flip flops.
He was dressed casually and leisurely, and he was completely relaxed.
Glancing at the starry sky watch in his hand, Jiang Lang wondered, "Why hasn't it come out yet."
He had been waiting for quite a while, and he felt that his skin was peeling off.
Just as he was complaining secretly, the gate of the airport exit suddenly opened.
A group of tourists came out.
Jiang Lang held the sign over his head and kept shaking it.
In fact, there is no need for him to come for something like this, just order Lei Dong or Liu Lei to come.
but...
He still felt that there was no need to put on such a show as a family.
Besides, being idle in the hotel is also idle, so it's better to come out for a walk.
After a while, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang walked over from the crowd with their younger sister.
Jiang Ting's temper was jumpy, and as soon as she saw Jiang Lang, she ran to Jiang Lang bouncingly, with her hands behind her back, her face flushed a little.
"Bro, how long have you been waiting?"
"It's been less than half an hour." Jiang Lang responded casually, and then turned his head to greet Jiang's father and Jiang's father: "Dad~Mom."
"Let's go eat first~ I've already reserved a table."
"Well~ I'll listen to you." Jiang Lijun nodded slightly.
Originally, Jiang Lang planned to bring his family to eat western food, so he was doing as Romans do!
Later, when he thought about it, he was tired of eating when he was in Shanghai, and he still ate foreign food when he came abroad, which was really a bit embarrassing.
It's better to find a Chinese restaurant, and Jiang's father and Jiang's mother don't like western food very much.
That thing is still liked by young people.
So, Jiang Lang brought his family to a restaurant near San Francisco's Chinatown.
It's called "Royal Food Garden"
The name sounds very Chinese. It is a restaurant opened by a Chinese. It was praised by the former president of the United States, Obama.
Known as the best Sichuan cuisine restaurant in San Francisco, the chef once served as the official residence chef of the Consulate General of China in San Francisco, USA. He is well-known, and there is an endless stream of food lovers who come to taste it.
Peking duck, Maoxuewang, boiled fish, spicy chicken, charcoal-grilled whole fish, Sichuan tofu nao, red oil dragon Chaoshou, etc., are all unique, and they are all available.
The bad thing is that the store is a bit small and can only accommodate about 40 people.
Because it was booked in advance, Jiang Lang and the others went straight into the box as soon as they arrived.
While eating, chatting with family members.
The father was full of food, his face was flushed, and Zhou Hong, who was on the side, couldn't help but patted the other party: "Hey, eat slowly, and no one will grab you."
Jiang Lijun rolled his eyes, "What do you know, this is what people eat."
"What do you eat these days, hamburgers, steaks...almost made me vomit."
"Sure enough, only we Chinese people know what is delicious."
Jiang Lang agreed: "Father is right. Our country of Hua has a vast land and resources, and our culture has a long history and profound knowledge."
"When it comes to food, even foreign countries can't keep up with it!"
"In our country, just cooking, there are eight major cuisines!"
"There are also a variety of cooking methods, including nearly a hundred kinds of frying, deep-frying, roasting, stewing, steaming, roasting, etc. Who can compare with this?"
"When it comes to food, we are the ancestors of these people abroad!"
After a pause, Jiang Lang put a piece of spicy chicken into his mouth, and then said, "That's right ~ wait a minute, let's go shopping around Chinatown!"
"This place is not only famous, but also has a lot of ethnic Chinese, so you two don't have to worry about language communication."
Jiang Ting also raised her hand and said, "I checked the strategy, and I will lead the way later."
With a smile on her face, she looked up at Jiang Lang: "By the way~ bro, remember to take pictures later."
"I took a lot of photos with my parents, and it's all about you."
Jiang Lang pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "Yes!"
The family, chatting while eating, seemed very comfortable.
Travel is like that, relax, relax, relax!
The reason why many people like to travel is not because they are too tired in their daily life.
Otherwise, in recent years, the domestic tourism industry will not be in full swing.
Strictly speaking, modern society is a place where personality is destroyed. If you want to survive and develop, you must force yourself to adapt to the outside world.
And in Huaguo, it is a particularly introverted place. In 996 and 007, people are like a machine, lifeless.
Although Jiang Lang is no longer troubled by money, he was born poor before, and he also worked part-time and did an internship...
So, the feeling is very deep.
He feels that compared with domestic residents, the happiness of foreign residents is indeed higher, at least in terms of work.
It's not that he's xenophobia, but that's the reality.
There are clear working hours in foreign countries, as much as you say, and the 8-hour system is sacred and inviolable!
Overtime is not mandatory, even if you work overtime voluntarily, there are clear overtime pay.
Even if some people work overtime, the leader will talk to you, ask if something happened at home, and ask you to go back and rest...
If it is in the country?No overtime?
It's no wonder that people don't wear small shoes!
Commuting to and from get off work on time has become an alternative.
The most important thing is overtime pay?
What's more, there may not be any.
Simply...
Fuck it!
Moreover, there are workers' unions in foreign countries, and they are really doing things.
When encountering something unreasonable, if something happens, it will be true!
If there is a disagreement, a strike will be organized to seek the welfare of the workers or something.
In China, there are guilds in name, but in fact it means that there is no...
Want to strike, want to march?
If they don't arrest you and lock you up for a few days, the higher ups will be magnanimous.
Therefore, there are all kinds of ridicule on the Internet.
Why don't you ask for promotion and salary increase, just follow the Geneva Conventions.
I can't roll anymore, I want to lie flat...
He took his family on a trip this time. Apart from making his parents happy, he also wanted to relax and relax...
His nerves were actually tense all the time.
Although just half a year has passed and he has acquired wealth that many people can't imagine, he has suffered a lot of trauma.
He has been hunted down, kidnapped, and narrowly escaped several times. If he were an ordinary person, he would have already collapsed.
He needs spiritual relaxation and self-healing...
Emma Watson: It's a deal.
Jiang Lang: OK!
After the two chatted briefly for a while, they said good night to each other, and Jiang Lang put down his phone.
Looking at the ceiling above his head, Jiang Lang smiled.
He couldn't wait for tomorrow to come.
The next day - early morning.
San Francisco - International Airport.
A plane landed slowly on the ground.
The crowds are turbulent. As a world-famous tourist destination, there are not too many tourists coming and going every day.
Whites, blacks, Asians, etc... both men and women.
Jiang Lang was wearing a sun hat, a small vest, big pants, and a pair of flip flops.
He was dressed casually and leisurely, and he was completely relaxed.
Glancing at the starry sky watch in his hand, Jiang Lang wondered, "Why hasn't it come out yet."
He had been waiting for quite a while, and he felt that his skin was peeling off.
Just as he was complaining secretly, the gate of the airport exit suddenly opened.
A group of tourists came out.
Jiang Lang held the sign over his head and kept shaking it.
In fact, there is no need for him to come for something like this, just order Lei Dong or Liu Lei to come.
but...
He still felt that there was no need to put on such a show as a family.
Besides, being idle in the hotel is also idle, so it's better to come out for a walk.
After a while, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang walked over from the crowd with their younger sister.
Jiang Ting's temper was jumpy, and as soon as she saw Jiang Lang, she ran to Jiang Lang bouncingly, with her hands behind her back, her face flushed a little.
"Bro, how long have you been waiting?"
"It's been less than half an hour." Jiang Lang responded casually, and then turned his head to greet Jiang's father and Jiang's father: "Dad~Mom."
"Let's go eat first~ I've already reserved a table."
"Well~ I'll listen to you." Jiang Lijun nodded slightly.
Originally, Jiang Lang planned to bring his family to eat western food, so he was doing as Romans do!
Later, when he thought about it, he was tired of eating when he was in Shanghai, and he still ate foreign food when he came abroad, which was really a bit embarrassing.
It's better to find a Chinese restaurant, and Jiang's father and Jiang's mother don't like western food very much.
That thing is still liked by young people.
So, Jiang Lang brought his family to a restaurant near San Francisco's Chinatown.
It's called "Royal Food Garden"
The name sounds very Chinese. It is a restaurant opened by a Chinese. It was praised by the former president of the United States, Obama.
Known as the best Sichuan cuisine restaurant in San Francisco, the chef once served as the official residence chef of the Consulate General of China in San Francisco, USA. He is well-known, and there is an endless stream of food lovers who come to taste it.
Peking duck, Maoxuewang, boiled fish, spicy chicken, charcoal-grilled whole fish, Sichuan tofu nao, red oil dragon Chaoshou, etc., are all unique, and they are all available.
The bad thing is that the store is a bit small and can only accommodate about 40 people.
Because it was booked in advance, Jiang Lang and the others went straight into the box as soon as they arrived.
While eating, chatting with family members.
The father was full of food, his face was flushed, and Zhou Hong, who was on the side, couldn't help but patted the other party: "Hey, eat slowly, and no one will grab you."
Jiang Lijun rolled his eyes, "What do you know, this is what people eat."
"What do you eat these days, hamburgers, steaks...almost made me vomit."
"Sure enough, only we Chinese people know what is delicious."
Jiang Lang agreed: "Father is right. Our country of Hua has a vast land and resources, and our culture has a long history and profound knowledge."
"When it comes to food, even foreign countries can't keep up with it!"
"In our country, just cooking, there are eight major cuisines!"
"There are also a variety of cooking methods, including nearly a hundred kinds of frying, deep-frying, roasting, stewing, steaming, roasting, etc. Who can compare with this?"
"When it comes to food, we are the ancestors of these people abroad!"
After a pause, Jiang Lang put a piece of spicy chicken into his mouth, and then said, "That's right ~ wait a minute, let's go shopping around Chinatown!"
"This place is not only famous, but also has a lot of ethnic Chinese, so you two don't have to worry about language communication."
Jiang Ting also raised her hand and said, "I checked the strategy, and I will lead the way later."
With a smile on her face, she looked up at Jiang Lang: "By the way~ bro, remember to take pictures later."
"I took a lot of photos with my parents, and it's all about you."
Jiang Lang pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "Yes!"
The family, chatting while eating, seemed very comfortable.
Travel is like that, relax, relax, relax!
The reason why many people like to travel is not because they are too tired in their daily life.
Otherwise, in recent years, the domestic tourism industry will not be in full swing.
Strictly speaking, modern society is a place where personality is destroyed. If you want to survive and develop, you must force yourself to adapt to the outside world.
And in Huaguo, it is a particularly introverted place. In 996 and 007, people are like a machine, lifeless.
Although Jiang Lang is no longer troubled by money, he was born poor before, and he also worked part-time and did an internship...
So, the feeling is very deep.
He feels that compared with domestic residents, the happiness of foreign residents is indeed higher, at least in terms of work.
It's not that he's xenophobia, but that's the reality.
There are clear working hours in foreign countries, as much as you say, and the 8-hour system is sacred and inviolable!
Overtime is not mandatory, even if you work overtime voluntarily, there are clear overtime pay.
Even if some people work overtime, the leader will talk to you, ask if something happened at home, and ask you to go back and rest...
If it is in the country?No overtime?
It's no wonder that people don't wear small shoes!
Commuting to and from get off work on time has become an alternative.
The most important thing is overtime pay?
What's more, there may not be any.
Simply...
Fuck it!
Moreover, there are workers' unions in foreign countries, and they are really doing things.
When encountering something unreasonable, if something happens, it will be true!
If there is a disagreement, a strike will be organized to seek the welfare of the workers or something.
In China, there are guilds in name, but in fact it means that there is no...
Want to strike, want to march?
If they don't arrest you and lock you up for a few days, the higher ups will be magnanimous.
Therefore, there are all kinds of ridicule on the Internet.
Why don't you ask for promotion and salary increase, just follow the Geneva Conventions.
I can't roll anymore, I want to lie flat...
He took his family on a trip this time. Apart from making his parents happy, he also wanted to relax and relax...
His nerves were actually tense all the time.
Although just half a year has passed and he has acquired wealth that many people can't imagine, he has suffered a lot of trauma.
He has been hunted down, kidnapped, and narrowly escaped several times. If he were an ordinary person, he would have already collapsed.
He needs spiritual relaxation and self-healing...
