Chapter 60: Leaving
A week later on Monday, everyone received the news.
The new Chief Financial Officer and Chief Human Resources Officer were about to take office, and the general manager was reportedly coming to the company within the next couple of days.
Immediately, the office buzzed with speculation.
The calm was only temporary; this period of quiet had finally reached its conclusion.
At 9:30 a.m., the department managers began shouting orders.
"Everyone, to the meeting room."
The new directors had arrived and were now holding their first company-wide meeting.
Inside the meeting room, all staff gathered together, and the new HR director and CFO finally made their appearance.
The CFO aside, the new HR director looked determined, eager to change the company's culture.
"Starting this week, each person may not be late or leave early more than once per month. Late arrivals must be within five minutes, and attendance requests must be submitted on the internal platform. More than five minutes late will be counted as absence. Being late three times or more in a month will be treated as voluntary resignation."
Sitting in the meeting room, Zhang Yang looked around at the faces of his colleagues, each showing a mix of dissatisfaction and concern, and felt a sudden sense of emptiness.
When a company starts strictly enforcing attendance, its future looks grim.
He had stayed at the company mainly for a transitional period, enjoying the relatively pleasant atmosphere and comfortable environment.
But now, with management suddenly changing, Mingyang Advertising was no longer the company it used to be. It was time to say goodbye.
After the meeting, colleagues returned to their seats, whispering to each other.
"Starting with attendance? Nothing else to crack down on?"
"What else can an HR director do besides attendance? Looks like no good days ahead!"
In the past, the company's atmosphere was lively rather than rigidly rule-bound. As long as work was done, a few minutes late or early was no big deal.
Now, everything was being scrutinized, and it felt uncomfortable.
"Lao Xiang, let's go for a walk," Zhang Yang called to Xiang Youde.
"Sure," Xiang Youde put down his work and followed Zhang Yang to the stairwell.
By the window in the stairwell, Xiang Youde rarely lit a cigarette.
"Looks like the good days are over," he sighed deeply.
Zhang Yang listened for a while, then smiled and patted his shoulder calmly. "Brother, I'm leaving."
"Leaving?" Xiang Youde was stunned, looking up in disbelief.
"You're leaving? You're not joking?"
Zhang Yang was serious. After working together for years, it was hard to believe someone could just leave on a whim.
Even taking a conservative approach, he would at least have observed the situation first.
"I'm serious. If I enjoy it, I stay. If not, I leave. Otherwise, why do you think I've been here? Just for money?" Zhang Yang smiled.
"Isn't that… why?" Xiang Youde stammered.
"Stay here and do your thing. Don't be influenced by me leaving and make impulsive decisions," Zhang Yang advised, knowing Xiang Youde was easily swayed.
But Xiang Youde murmured to himself, "How can you just decide to leave like that?"
Then he grabbed Zhang Yang. "Bro, think it over… you're dating Bei Wei now; you can't just abandon your work like this!"
"No problem," Zhang Yang smiled and walked back into the company.
Xiang Youde stood there, staring at Zhang Yang's back, feeling a sudden tightness in his chest.
Inside the company, group supervisors were handing out commitment forms for everyone to sign, promising not to be late or leave early. Violations were personal responsibility; the company would not be involved.
"Zhang Yang, just you and Xiang Youde left," Supervisor Wang Shijie said, handing over the form.
Zhang Yang glanced at it, shook his head, and set it down. "Brother Wang, I'm not signing. I'm resigning."
Surrounding colleagues were stunned.
"Resigning?"
"Calm down. Don't resign yet; see how it goes."
"Yes, resigning now might be rash. You've been here for years-think it over!"
Xiang Youde, holding the form, gritted his teeth but signed it first.
Wang Shijie looked surprised and advised kindly, "Zhang Yang, any company is the same. Rules exist everywhere unless you… run your own company someday."
"Run my own company?" Zhang Yang blinked, thanked Wang Shijie for the concern, but still insisted on leaving.
Soon, the resignation form was ready, and he signed it immediately, skipping the thirty-day notice.
Not far away, Bei Wei also stood decisively.
"Zhang Yang, I'm leaving with you."
The design team tried to persuade her.
"Bei Wei, don't act impulsively. Zhang Yang is leaving and will look for work. If you quit now, it will be difficult for both of you."
"Yes, stabilize first. Wait until Zhang Yang finds a job."
"Listen to Wang Jie," they urged.
Zhang Yang packed up quickly. Seeing Bei Wei follow him without hesitation, he felt a small flicker of emotion.
"Bei Wei, are you sure?"
"I'm sure," she said, gazing at him with warmth. "You'll take care of me, right?"
Zhang Yang nodded and smiled. "Yes, I'll take care of you."
Soon, Bei Wei collected her resignation form and submitted it decisively.
In a single day, a company of over forty people lost two employees. The impact on morale was significant.
Retention? Impossible.
A planner and a design team artist were replaceable. The real headache for HR was morale.
But that no longer concerned Zhang Yang and Bei Wei.
They walked out together. Outside, the sky was high and clear, another fine early summer day.
Zhang Yang glanced back at the building where he had spent years and smiled at Bei Wei.
At the Bentley, he noticed a Maybach S400 parked nearby. Neither of them paid attention as they got in, but a middle-aged man exiting the car glanced at them repeatedly.
Later, inside Mingyang Advertising, the new general manager reviewed the staff report and noticed the two recent resignations, falling into deep contemplation.
How discreet must young people be to willingly stay in this small firm of Mingyang Advertising?
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