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The Fishing Tackle Shop by the Sea
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Holding the two certificates he had exchanged four years of his life for, Shi Tian leisurely stepped into the company that had consumed three months of his youth and knocked on the manager's office door.
"Zhang Junming, could you please sign my resignation letter?" Shi Tian placed the resignation report he had prepared three months ago in front of Zhang Junming, eagerly staring at the pen on the manager's desk.
From the very first day of his employment, Shi Tian had no intention of investing too much energy into this company. He had merely taken this job to earn a little pocket money while waiting for his graduation and degree certificates to arrive.
In this day and age, is it easy to find a job? If you don't talk about salary, then yes, it is quite easy!
Shi Tian happened to be one of those who didn't care much about the salary; he was simply here to wait for the school to print those two certificates. So, as soon as he received them, his long-prepared resignation report materialized with the help of a printer and was placed on the manager's desk.
"Little Shi! The company is just starting out and is a bit tight on funds, so the pay is slightly lower. But once the company grows stronger, you will become one of its veteran employees. At that time, not only will your salary surpass everyone else's in the company, but you'll also have the chance to purchase original shares!"
Finding an employee willing to work for four thousand yuan in Beijing isn't easy. Upon hearing that Shi Tian wanted to resign, Zhang Junming immediately began searching for ways to retain him.
Low pay inevitably leads to high turnover. When a company experiences frequent personnel changes, efficiency cannot improve. This creates a vicious cycle, and Shi Tian wasn't foolish enough to believe that this company would grow strong.
Zhang Junming was already accustomed to resignations and had prepared a set of specialized rhetoric for such occasions. He painted a rosy picture of the future and spoke emotionally about dedication, going all out to retain cheap labor.
However, Shi Tian had no interest in Zhang Junming's soul food! His goal was simply to resign quickly and return home to live a carefree life!
He wasn't going back to inherit a vast fortune. His parents were somewhat well-off and had established a modest import and export company that allowed their small family to live comfortably.
Even after spending four years in Beijing, Shi Tian still felt out of place in this city; thus, he didn't particularly like it. The pace was too fast; everyone on the streets rushed by as if they were characters in Hao Yun's song "Alive."
The salary at the company where Shi Tian worked for three months was a meager four thousand yuan. If it weren't for him being able to stay in the school dormitory for free, this salary wouldn't even be enough to rent a decent apartment.
"Manager, my family is urging me to come back and take over our large family business. I really have no choice!"
After going through Zhang Junming's rhetoric without being swayed, Shi Tian ignored even the promise of a two hundred yuan raise next month and insisted on resigning.
Determined to leave, Shi Tian left Zhang Junming with no choice. He took the resignation letter from Shi Tian and signed his name with flourish before examining the simple text on the paper, shaking his head helplessly.
Resigning and going home to inherit five acres of good land!
Shi Tian originally wanted to write about how he had grown accustomed to coarse grains and couldn't digest the company's culture of "chives stewed with catfish." Or perhaps he could write about how only the Bodhisattvas in temples were untouched by worldly affairs; no amount of spiritual chicken soup could fill the bellies of ordinary people.
This company was merely a passerby in his life; having decided to leave, there was no need to criticize its culture. What exists is reasonable; the company's future was no longer related to him.
Some resignation letters would be kept on file. If he offended the company too much and something went wrong with his resignation letter, it could lead to unfortunate consequences.
Although this file might not hold much significance for him—if the company made an error, he could take legal action to have it revoked—was winning a lawsuit that easy? Spending months of effort and considerable money just to eliminate avoidable misfortunes and clean up messes caused by momentary arrogance? Only a fool would do that.
After leaving the company, Shi Tian headed straight for the high-speed rail station. For journeys under a thousand kilometers, high-speed rail was much more convenient than flying. If everything went smoothly, he might even make it home in time for dinner.
As the High-Speed Rail started moving, Shi Tian looked at the city that had confined his youth for four years, feeling a hint of freedom in his heart. Although he would still have to return to life in the concrete jungle, it was certainly better than the constraints of a fixed schedule.
The endless cityscape was quickly left behind as the High-Speed Rail sped away. Shi Tian took out his phone and opened the small group chat with his family.
Crown Prince: I will return to the palace at two fifteen this afternoon. Does Mother Empress have time to come to the High-Speed Rail station to greet me?
There was still quite a distance from the High-Speed Rail station to home, and if no one came to pick him up, it wouldn’t take long for him to call a ride. He didn’t have much with him—just a laptop in his backpack, his phone, and ID in his pocket. Everything else had been packed and sent back early that morning.
Traveling light was always the best option, whether for long or short trips. If he hadn’t left his laptop at the office yesterday, he probably would have packed it too; all he needed for his journey was his phone.
Not long after sending the message, there was finally some activity in the group.
Father Emperor: It’s inappropriate for your father and mother to go greet you upon your return! I’ve reserved a parking spot for you at the High-Speed Rail station; you can drive back to the palace yourself!
Shi Tian stared at the message in disbelief. He had planned to treat Shi Chui and Yun Wan'er to a nice meal on the way back, but now Shi Chui had dropped him off right at the parking lot of the High-Speed Rail station. How could he treat them? There was no one to pay!
Crown Prince: Lao Shi, I didn’t bring my driver’s license! I packed it and sent it back yesterday!
The driver’s license had become an essential part of life; Shi Tian had gotten his right after finishing high school. During every holiday, he became Shi Chui and Yun Wan'er’s dedicated chauffeur. His driving skills weren’t exceptional, but he had practiced enough to be competent.
Father Emperor: No driver’s license? I know you have an electronic version on your phone. The traffic police at home now accept electronic licenses; it won’t affect your driving!
Shi Tian hadn’t expected Shi Chui to be so modern that he even understood electronic licenses!
Shi Tian wanted to negotiate further but noticed that Yun Wan'er had suddenly come online.
Mother Empress: Young Emperor, are you really coming back today? What do you want to eat? I’ll cook for you tonight!
Yun Wan'er’s enthusiasm left Shi Tian feeling somewhat overwhelmed. He was somewhat prepared for this kind of warmth from her.
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