Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

Jiang Siming brought Li Yingzi, his two beautiful twin secretary assistants, and the finance department manager, who came along to keep track of the expenses. The five of them drove to a large car dealership.

The cars in the dealership were so dazzling that they left people overwhelmed.

"My big boss, how many cars are you planning to buy? And what kind of cars do you want to get?" Li Yingzi was also dazzled by the display of cars.

Although she owned a car herself, it was just a Volkswagen CC. Any car from the high-end section here could easily put her car to shame.

Jiang Siming thought for a moment and said, "Get three business vans, seven-seater Mercedes models. Each department manager and elite trader will get a personal car, with a price limit of 500,000 yuan per car. Also, rent a large bus along with a long-term driver to use as an employee shuttle for commuting to and from work. That way, they won’t have to squeeze into the subway every day. As for you, Yingzi, pick any car you like. I’ll give you a budget of 2 million yuan."

These words from Jiang Siming left everyone in a state of shock, their foreheads tingling and their hearts racing uncontrollably.

"Boss… are you serious?" The finance manager was so excited that he looked like he was about to faint.

He had only been working for a month, and now he was getting a 500,000-yuan car to drive? Oh my god, not even managers at Fortune 500 companies get treated this well, right?

At present, most middle-level managers at Fortune 500 companies have an annual salary of only 200,000 to 300,000 yuan, while senior-level managers make around 500,000 yuan on average. Typically, only senior managers are assigned company cars.

And even then, most of the cars assigned are worth only 200,000 to 300,000 yuan. A 500,000-yuan car is on par with brands like Land Rover, Mercedes, and BMW — the kind of treatment only core elite employees at Fortune 500 companies would get.

"Who’s joking with you? If you don’t want to drive it, we can skip you," Jiang Siming teased.

"No, no, no, I want it, Chairman! I want it so badly!" The manager shouted excitedly, almost ready to hug Jiang Siming’s leg and break into a tearful opera performance like Lady Meng Jiang.

"Don’t get too excited. You can drive the car, but it’s not a gift. If you resign or get demoted, you have to return it to the company."

Jiang Siming wasn’t some foolish landlord throwing money around without reason.

The cars could be assigned, but they were also a motivational tool for employees to stay diligent.

While you’re a manager, the car belongs to you. But if your performance is poor and you’re demoted, the car will be taken back and assigned to someone more capable.

This approach also reduced the likelihood of managers being poached by other companies. While it couldn’t completely prevent it, the fact that a rival company would need to offer a higher-value incentive to lure them away meant that, in the end, Jiang Siming wouldn’t lose out.

"Rest assured, Chairman! I will work my hardest!" The finance manager immediately made a solemn pledge.

If he didn’t put in his best effort now, what was the point of life? He might as well jump into a stinky sewer and drown himself.

The salespeople at the dealership had the same thoughts as the finance manager.

At first, they thought they had just met a wealthy customer, but it turned out they had met the god of wealth himself.

"Sir, I’ll inform the manager so he can personally assist you in selecting your cars!"

The saleswoman knew that this level of big business was beyond her control. It was best to let the manager handle it.

The dealership manager, upon hearing that Jiang Siming was going to buy so many high-end cars, quickly rushed over.

He personally guided Jiang Siming around the dealership.

Jiang Siming first selected three seven-seater Mercedes business vans in red, white, and black.

After calculating, he noted that there were 8 department manager positions and 8 elite trader positions, totaling 16 cars.

Since he no longer cared about 500,000-yuan cars, he casually picked a mix of models and brands, including BMW, Mercedes, and Audi. They were all included.

It was like shopping for cabbages — he bought several of each.

The finance manager, who had followed along, was lucky enough to get to choose his own car.

He selected a Toyota Prado, grinning so widely that even his snot might have started flowing out in excitement.

"Yingzi, it’s your turn. Pick one," Jiang Siming said to Li Yingzi.

"Then I won’t hold back. I’ll go look around," Li Yingzi replied with a smile.

Li Yingzi didn’t hold back with Jiang Siming, grinning as she ran to check out the luxury car section, and a sales assistant immediately followed her eagerly.

"Mr. Jiang is truly generous. With a boss like you, the company’s business will undoubtedly flourish!" Even the dealership manager couldn’t help but admire Jiang Siming’s generosity.

This man wasn’t buying a car for himself, but instead for his employees. Such a generous gesture was something the manager had rarely seen.

The sales assistant walking with them glanced at Jiang Siming, then at his own manager.

Both bosses treat their employees, but why is the difference so huge...

"The chairman is biased! He buys them cars but not for me and my sister…" Qi Muxin pouted unhappily.

"Muxin, stop messing around," said the gentle Qi Muqing as she tugged on her sister’s sleeve.

In her heart, she felt grateful that Jiang Siming was such an open-minded boss. Otherwise, with her sister’s reckless attitude and loose tongue, most bosses wouldn’t be so tolerant.

Jiang Siming naturally heard Qi Muxin’s complaint. He turned his head and said with a smile, "I never said I wouldn’t buy one for you two."

"Really?!" Qi Muxin’s eyes immediately lit up.

"Let’s go. Head over to President Li and pick out a ride for yourselves," Jiang Siming took the lead and walked forward.

"Why aren’t you following?" The financial manager quickly called out to the two sisters, clearly envious.

These two secretaries didn’t even have ranks equivalent to a deputy manager, yet they were being taken to the luxury car section to pick a car.

Sure enough, being close to the emperor makes things easier, and seeking shade under a big tree is always a wise move. It even made him think about quitting his job to become a secretary.

Well, that’s only if Mr. Jiang would actually hire him.

"Go ahead and choose. From now on, you two can drive it to and from work," Jiang Siming waved his hand grandly.

Qi Muxin hopped away like a rabbit, and Qi Muqing chased after her but couldn’t catch up.

Li Yingzi, who had wandered around, returned beaming with joy.

"Made your choice?" Jiang Siming asked with a smile.

Li Yingzi nodded and said, "Under 2 million, right?"

"It’s fine if it’s a little higher. So, which car did you pick?" Jiang Siming took a sip of the red tea respectfully handed to him by the sales assistant.

"The Jaguar F-TYPE, hardtop version 2.0T at 600,000, RD convertible version at 1 million, and SVR convertible version at 1.5 million. Chairman, which one do you think I picked?" Li Yingzi asked with a mischievous smile.

Jiang Siming swallowed the red tea in one gulp and replied without hesitation, "Of course, the SVR convertible. That’s the one we’ll go with."

"Hehe, the chairman is truly magnanimous!" Li Yingzi beamed with joy, showering him with flattery.

"Looks like you’ve got good taste. Who’s the most handsome in the company?" Jiang Siming asked smugly.

"Of course, it’s you! It has to be you!"

"And who’s the ugliest in the company?"

"Me!" Li Yingzi declared with resolve, as if ready to stake it all.

The dealership manager and the sales assistant nearby both felt a bit lightheaded.

Just like that, he casually picked the most expensive option.

A few casual words amounted to what could be their salaries for over a decade or even longer.

Where do they hand out bosses like this? Is it part of some national distribution system? Where can one apply for one of these bosses?