One Small Tip for Unemployment Every Day
One Small Tip for Unemployment Every Day – Chapter 40

Chapter 40

With a complicated mood, Chi Heyuan returned to his workstation. It was only when he sat down that he remembered he hadn’t asked Chu Yu whether being late or leaving early would result in a salary deduction.

If there is a deduction, how much would it be?

The company he worked at the longest in his previous life was really terrible. If you were late by 30 minutes, they’d deduct half of that day’s salary, and if you were more than 30 minutes late, you’d lose a whole day’s pay.

He couldn’t understand it.

Even Justice can be late.

Why can’t employees be late?

As Chi Heyuan was lost in thought, becoming a pure hate warrior resentful of the whole world, he reluctantly opened his computer, planning to write the meeting notes first before continuing to update the Ruifeng project proposal.

Meeting minutes are quite a necessary task at work.

Most companies require a dedicated person to take notes during meetings, and the minutes are later archived for future reference.

Chi Xiting had written meeting minutes before, but not often.

After all, meeting minutes are considered a tedious task—time-consuming, labor-intensive, and not very educational. Usually, they are given to new employees to handle.

Chi Xiting felt a bit out of practice while writing them now.

Moreover, he hadn’t paid much attention during the meeting. He only had a general understanding of each section’s content and planned to slightly polish the minutes before submitting them.

Since there was no prior notice about needing to take notes, the final report submitted might not be comprehensive, but no one could fault him for it.

As an experienced worker, Chi Xiting handled such tasks effortlessly.

It took him an hour to finish the minutes, and he habitually checked them before sending them to Shen Zhizhe.

After sending them, he sent a WeChat message to remind Shen Zhizhe to review them.

[Shen Zhizhe]: OK.

Seeing Shen Zhizhe’s reply, Chi Xiting stretched his neck, ready to take a short break and slack off a bit before continuing with his planning work. But just as he was putting his phone down, Shen Zhizhe sent another message.

[Shen Zhizhe]: Did President Chu call you upstairs just now?

Chi Xiting glanced at the message and immediately felt something was off.

As expected, the company was a place without secrets.

Chi Xiting checked his Wi-Fi connection, and both his phone and computer were connected to the company’s network.

After a brief pause, he turned off the Wi-Fi on his phone and switched to mobile data.

[Chi Xiting]: Yes.

Shen Zhizhe quickly sent another message.

[Shen Zhizhe]: How’s the project that President Chu gave you going? Do you have any spare capacity to take on another small project? It’s super easy. 😁

Shen Zhizhe, after reading the meeting minutes Chi Xiting sent, couldn’t help but think more highly of his work ability.

Not only did he work with attention to detail on the project, but even the meeting minutes were meticulous and logical.

He hadn’t even reminded Chi Xiting to take notes seriously during the meeting, but Chi Xiting still managed to make the minutes so clear and complete.

Such talent should not be wasted… it would be a shame not to tap into his potential.

Chi Xiting, who was now burdened with even more work: “…”

He sighed internally.

He couldn’t handle this.

[Chi Xiting]: You’re asking me to do this little thing? Are you going to pay me more? 😂

Chi Xiting rejected without hesitation, showing no regard for the fact that Shen Zhizhe was his direct supervisor.

Well, he still showed a little consideration, since he only sent a meme instead of directly typing a response.

He was really annoyed.

One thing after another.

When would this damn job ever end?!

Shen Zhizhe didn’t get angry. He sent a finger-pointing emoji and didn’t reply further.

Chi Xiting calmly put down his phone and opened Little Red Book to relax.

A little distraction during work was beneficial for one’s physical and mental health.

After scrolling for a while, Chi Xiting noticed it was getting late, so he responsibly closed the app and decided to get back to work.

At least he’d accomplish something by the end of the day.

After briefly reviewing the plan and reorganizing the materials that Chu Yu had given him a few days ago, Chi Xiting immersed himself in his work.

Chi Xiting was highly efficient, and he had written over 800 planning documents of this type before, so he was very skilled. The issues he encountered were resolved after discussing with Chu Yu, and he added some of his own creative touches.

It may not have been the perfect plan, but it was at least the most suitable one for Ruifeng at this stage.

It was a plan that could be promoted steadily over the long term.

Moreover, the financial cost was minimal—he had managed to cut expenses to the extreme, yet the promotional effect, according to predictions, was quite high.

The only remaining issue was the implementation, which was not something he needed to worry about as a planner.

Chi Xiting wrapped up his work, stretching his fingers after typing the last word. He leaned back slightly, feeling a little tired.

It was finally done.

Much faster than he had expected.

He looked up at the ceiling and zoned out for a while.

But this was just the first draft. After all, there would likely be several revisions later.

The client was always the hardest to please.

No exceptions.

Chi Xiting sat back up, rested his chin in his hand, and reviewed the plan from start to finish. After confirming there were no issues, he saved and closed the document.

Although he had finished the task, he didn’t want to submit it so early.

Getting things done too quickly at work wasn’t always a good thing.

Especially with tasks that didn’t have a clear deadline.

The easier something was to complete, the more likely it was to be criticized.

If it could be delayed, then it should be delayed. When the deadline really came, they’d ask for it anyway.

Chi Xiting glanced at the time—it was still a while before 4 PM—so he opened his phone to check WeChat. There were no new messages, but he remembered he hadn’t told Chi Heyuan that he wouldn’t be going home today.

After thinking about it, Chi Xiting sent a message to Chi Heguan.

[Chi Xiting]: I’m not going home today, don’t wait for me, go back to your place.

Chi Heyuan replied surprisingly fast.

[Chi Heyuan]: ?

[Chi Heyuan]: Where are you going if you’re not coming home? Don’t do anything reckless, Chi Xiting.

Chi Xiting sent an emoji.

[Chi Xiting]: I know you’re worried, but calm down. 😂

Chi Heyuan, a bit taken aback, sent several question marks before finally saying something serious.

【Chi Heyuan】: Are you kidding me? Who’s in a hurry? I was just casually asking, who cares where you went?

Chi Xiting glanced at the message, somewhat hurried to reply.

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before Chi Heyuan sent another message.

【Chi Heyuan】: You didn’t do anything bad and end up in trouble, did you? thinking

【Chi Heyuan】: Do you need me to bail you out?

Chi Xiting: “……”

This feels so familiar.

Chi Xiting weirdly thought of Shen Zhizhe.

Just as he thought of Shen Zhizhe, Shen Zhizhe coincidentally sent a message.

Chi Xiting raised his eyes to look at the notification.

It was a very short line of text, followed by a file.

Chi Xiting frowned slightly, put Chi Heyuan aside for now, and clicked into the chat with Shen Zhizhe.

The name of the file was quite…

Chi Xiting paused for a moment and thought of a more accurate word to describe it.

Explosive.

The Hidden History of the Chu Family’s Last Ten Years, click if you’re curious

Chi Xiting: “……?”

What is this about?

Did he send the wrong file?

Or was his account hacked?

Chi Xiting hovered his finger over the file for a moment, hesitated, and glanced from Shen Zhizhe’s name to the file.

He had to admit, he was curious.

What kind of secret history could the Chu family have?

Chi Xiting hesitated for two seconds before clicking on it.

As soon as he opened it, the content slapped him in the face.

He closed it expressionlessly.

Ha.

What an idiot.

Chi Xiting laughed helplessly, suddenly feeling an urge to delete Shen Zhizhe from his contacts.

What kind of leader sends project files with an explosive title like this to their subordinates?

Shen Zhizhe probably guessed that Chi Xiting would open it, and not long after, he tested him.

【Shen Zhizhe】: Have you seen it? It’s simple, right? With your skills, you should be able to handle it in no time. winking

Chi Xiting: “……”

Meanwhile, Chi Heyuan, seeing that Chi Xiting hadn’t replied yet, kept shaking his phone.

Chi Xiting felt exhausted.

—–

In his past life, he thought he was the one in control, but now, he just feels like his life is being controlled by others.

It doesn’t matter if he’s useless.

As long as he’s alive, that’s already quite amazing.

Chi Xiting first replied to Shen Zhizhe.

【Chi Xiting】: The Ruifeng project isn’t finished yet, I’ll get to it later.

If it can be delayed, he would delay it.

Maybe it’s an urgent project, and if Shen Zhizhe sees that he’s too busy, he might just give it to someone else to do.

Chi Xiting felt a tiny bit of hope rising.

【Shen Zhizhe】: Alright, just check the content and do it when you have time. winking

Chi Xiting sent back a cold expression emoji.

【Chi Xiting】: It’s my kind heart that’s ruining me. image

With that done, Chi Xiting replied to Chi Heyuan’s message.

【Chi Xiting】: A friend took me in. His place is very close to the office, so I’ll stay there until I find a place.

Considering that he couldn’t get up in the morning was one thing.

The main issue was that if he kept staying at Chi Ye’s place, Chi Heyuan would need to pick him up and drop him off every day, which would result in both of them getting poor sleep and being late every day.

He didn’t mind, but Chi Heyuan was very career-focused, and the department’s leader was strict about attendance. A few times wouldn’t matter, but if it happened every day, Chi Heyuan’s work would definitely be affected.

With that in mind, Chi Xiting decided to accept Chu Yu’s suggestion and stay with him for a while.

Chi Heyuan reluctantly accepted this and awkwardly showed concern, telling Chi Xiting that if he had any trouble finding a place, he could let him know, then stopped replying.

Chi Xiting finished replying to both of them and realized it was almost 4:00 PM.

Even though his direct superior had told him he could leave early, Chi Xiting still told his manager.

Since it was Chu Yu’s suggestion, Shen Zhizhe was curious but didn’t ask further. He generously allowed Chi Xiting to leave early.

Chi Xiting got the response and immediately packed up his things, leaving the office without hesitation.

He left behind a group of curious, confused gazes.

It was only 4:00 PM. In the elevator downstairs, Chi Xiting was the only one.

He felt a sudden sense of loss and looked at the empty elevator lobby, feeling a bit emotional.

It felt nice.

The feeling of leaving early was very subtle, like being called home early from school by parents.

Chi Xiting thought for a moment, then took out his phone from his pocket and impulsively posted on his Moments. Maybe it was influenced by Shen Zhizhe and Chi Heyuan’s “bail-out” comments, but the tone of his post ended up having a “criminal” vibe.

【Chi Xiting】: Every time I leave work, it feels like being released from prison.

It sounds rough, but it’s not wrong.

Isn’t work like being in prison?

Besides, in prison, there’s the possibility of a reduced sentence, but with work, there’s only overtime.

Chi Xiting went straight to the parking lot, searched around, and only then realized he had completely forgotten Chu Yu’s car plate number.

It was all in vain.

Chi Xiting took out his phone to text someone when, suddenly, he heard two honks from nearby.

He looked up instinctively and saw Xiao Hu opening the car door and walking toward him.

“Mr. Chi.” Xiao Hu waved at Chi Xiting, signaling for him to come over.

Chi Xiting took a step closer and instinctively glanced inside the car. When he didn’t see Chu Yu, he turned to Xiao Hu with a puzzled look and asked, “Isn’t President Chu coming back with us?”

Xiao Hu replied, “He is, we just need to wait for him for a bit.”

Chi Xiting then relaxed subconsciously, let out a small “oh,” and stood aside.

Xiao Hu didn’t get into the car either. He looked at Chi Xiting several times with a somewhat curious gaze, before finally breaking the silence and asking, “Are you going to stay at President Chu’s house?”

Chi Xiting nodded, modestly replying, “Just staying temporarily, just temporarily.”

Xiao Hu’s eyes flickered slightly, and his tone shifted to one of respect as he added, “Wow, I haven’t…”

“Not seen anyone stay at the young master’s house in a long time?” Chi Xiting naturally finished his sentence.

Xiao Hu’s gaze grew more reverent. “Yes.”

Chi Xiting: “…”

As expected, every novel has this character.

Maybe he’ll dress up as this character next time.

He likes this positioning.

But he’s not sure about the salary, how free the schedule is, how hard the work is, or if they offer insurance.

Since he figured Chu Yu wouldn’t come too soon, Chi Xiting continued to ask Xiao Hu about things, “Does President Chu only have you as a driver?”

Xiao Hu shook his head, his tone one of disbelief. “How could that be?”

Chi Xiting was even more curious. “Tell me more.”

“There are five drivers on the team, and we work in shifts. President Chu works a lot and his hours are irregular, so if he stays up late the night before, another driver will take over the next day.” Xiao Hu seemed quite satisfied with the job and had a good opinion of Chu’s company. “In any case, the benefits are okay. One of my friends works as a driver for another company leader. He’s much busier, traveling all the time, but there’s no extra pay for it.”

Chi Xiting nodded in agreement and asked humbly, “Do they offer insurance? How’s the pay?”

Xiao Hu seemed unguarded, not thinking that Chi Xiting would be interested in his career, and freely shared the details.

Chi Xiting gasped in shock.

“Wow, is the pay really that high?”

Is it too late to go get a driver’s license?

Before he could inquire more from Xiao Hu, Chu Yu’s figure appeared in the distance.

Xiao Hu, sharp-eyed, immediately noticed him and stopped chatting, nodding to Chi Xiting to signal him to get into the car. Then, Xiao Hu quickly got into the driver’s seat and prepared to leave.

Chi Xiting, still absorbed in the conversation, cluelessly followed Xiao Hu into the car, thinking it was just Xiao Hu tired of standing and wanting to sit down and chat with him.

Since it concerned his future career plans, Chi Xiting still took it seriously and continued his inquiries once inside.

“Does Chu’s company have security guards?” Chi Xiting asked.

Xiao Hu replied, “Of course.”

“Wow, you wouldn’t believe it, but being a security guard is really great.”

At this, Xiao Hu let his guard down, completely relaxed, and started speaking casually with Chi Xiting. “Basically, there’s nothing to do, just sitting in the security room watching surveillance. You can play on your phone or sleep in there, no problem. The only work is to walk around the lobby a couple of times a day.”

Chi Xiting was shocked. “Seriously?”

“Would I lie to you?”

“What’s the salary like?”

Xiao Hu made a gesture with his hand, signaling an amount.

Chi Xiting was stunned and lowered his head.

As expected.

They weren’t lying.

Now, going straight into being a security guard would save him thirty years of struggle.

Chi Xiting looked up, noticing that his clothes were caught in the car door. He opened the door, freed his clothes, and closed it again, continuing to speak with Xiao Hu, “Now I feel like my job has suddenly lost all meaning.”

Xiao Hu chuckled and said, “Once you’re working, who cares about meaning? That’s something people who can’t make money think about.”

If the money is enough, who has time for these random ideas?

Meaning? Isn’t the goal just to earn as much as possible?

Chi Xiting smiled. “True, but that’s only the case when you can’t make enough money. The importance of work meaning becomes noticeable then.”

Because most people can’t make enough money, work gradually becomes just a way to stay within a stable social class, a tool for ordinary people to just be good, obedient cogs in the machine, without the time or energy to think about crossing classes, focusing instead on their basic work to contribute to society’s progress.

Xiao Hu noticed Chi Xiting smiling but quickly stifled his own laughter when he heard the sound of the door closing. His lips curled slightly, and he naturally started the engine, turning the steering wheel to drive toward the parking lot’s exit.

Chi Xiting and Xiao Hu got along well, talking about work and then moving on to discussing his living situation. After venting about his roommate, Xiao Hu finally asked, “Oh, so you’re staying at President Chu’s house?”

But it was strange.

Xiao Hu had worked for Chu Yu for so many years and had never seen anyone stay at his house.

The last time Chi Xiting was brought there was a special case.

Now, he was going to stay there for so long.

It felt odd.

Chi Xiting was about to speak when he suddenly caught sight of the changing scenery outside the window. He suddenly felt a chill run through him, as though he had forgotten something, and his heart skipped a beat.

“Xiao Hu,” Chi Xiting hesitated for a moment and called out.

Xiao Hu looked up in confusion, meeting Chi Xiting’s gaze in the rearview mirror.

There was a subtle and puzzling emotion in Chi Xiting’s dark eyes.

Xiao Hu couldn’t help but swallow, feeling a vague sense that something was wrong.

But fortunately, he didn’t have to think too long before Chi Xiting pointed out what was wrong.

“Did we forget about Mr. Chu?”

Chi Xiting spoke lightly.

Xiao Hu: “…”

Haha.

Spicy.

The sky was about to fall.

On the other side, Chu Yu stood expressionlessly next to the parking space, watching his driver leave with his employee. After sneering, he took out his phone.

There were many messages on WeChat. Chu Yu’s gaze quickly scanned the WeChat interface and finally stopped at one of the chat windows.

[Grandfather]: Ah Yu, are you going back to the old house today?

[Grandfather]: Your mom said they’re coming to B City today, and they brought your younger brother with them. They’re planning to have a meal together.

Chu Yu’s gaze froze for a moment. His lips involuntarily tightened, then relaxed two seconds later, his expression as indifferent as always, as if the brief lapse in composure didn’t exist.

[Grandfather]: If you don’t want to see them, it’s okay. I’ll help you handle them.

Chu Yu’s knuckles cracked, and after a long pause, he sighed slightly and then typed a few words.

[Chu Yu]: It’s fine, I’ll be back tonight.

After that, Chu Yu stopped paying attention to any further replies. He was about to call Xiao Hu from his contacts, but before he could open the page, his attention was once again drawn to a profile picture in his Moments.

It was rare for Qin Jinhe to post anything on Moments, but today she had posted.

Chu Yu hesitated for a moment but still clicked to view her Moments.

It was a family photo.

A family photo of three people.

Chu Zixun, Qin Jinhe, and his younger brother, Chu Xun.

The three of them were smiling happily, embracing each other in a friendly and harmonious way. Each person’s eyes were filled with joy and happiness.

The caption was brief.

[Qin Jinhe]: Our Xun Bao is insisting on going home. We really can’t do anything about him. Shrugs

Chu Yu’s expression didn’t change. His pitch-black eyes seemed to sink like they were immersed in a deep pool. His long eyelashes drooped, hiding the expression in his eyes. His throat moved slightly, but the movement was almost imperceptible.

Chu Yu calmly scrolled past this post and casually looked through other posts from people he usually didn’t pay attention to.

His WeChat contacts were numerous, and the content in his Moments was varied.

Work, family, lovers.

Chu Yu found it all boring. After scrolling for a while, just as he was about to forget Qin Jinhe’s post, he came across another post.

It was from Chi Xiting.

After reading it, Chu Yu: “…”

Released from prison?

Really?

Chu Yu glanced at the empty parking space, his mood a bit complex as he pursed his lips, but the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl upwards.

Xiao Hu almost slammed the accelerator to the floor to get back to the parking lot in five minutes. He carefully parked next to Chu Yu.

He was very considerate and adjusted the position so precisely that Chu Yu could directly sit in his usual seat.

But once again, he miscalculated.

That special seat was taken by the “ungrateful” Chi Xiting.

Chi Xiting raised his head in confusion, making eye contact with Chu Yu outside through the window. He then absentmindedly turned his head to look at the other car door, feeling a bit confused.

What does Xiao Hu mean by this?

Is he supposed to go and apologize to Chu Yu alone?

Chi Xiting hesitated and opened the car door, feeling a bit guilty as he got out of Chu Yu’s seat. He glanced at Chu Yu, who was standing expressionlessly beside him, and nervously tugged at his clothes, pretending to be calm.

“Mr. Chu, what are you so busy with? You even forgot about your car.”

Chu Yu: “…”

Xiao Hu in the driver’s seat turned around in shock and then quickly turned back, still in a daze.

Chu Yu pushed up his glasses, looked at Chi Xiting, and then glanced at Xiao Hu, who was sitting nervously in the driver’s seat with his back written all over with guilt and anxiety. Chu Yu smiled ambiguously.

“I’m busy with the share transfer contract.”

Chi Xiting froze, surprised, and looked up at Chu Yu, blinking slowly, “?”

Huh?

Is Chu Corporation going bankrupt?

No way?

Chu Yu’s tone contained a hint of something mysterious.

“From now on, you can take my seat whenever you want.”

Chi Xiting: “…”

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