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Chapter 1011 - 779: How Could I Be Wrong? It’s All the Environment’s Fault! (Part 2)The voices of discussion below grew louder.
Boss Wang only heard a "ding" from beside him, as the man in formal attire scanned the QR code after finishing his discussion. With just a glance, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Boss Wang swallowed, continued to look down, and the title of the third block was [When an employee resigns, the company is obliged to issue a resignation certificate and cannot attach unreasonable conditions such as ’must waive the right to pursue claims.’]
Strangely enough, Boss Wang felt somewhat relieved that Nan Zhubin did not put these things on the slides but presented them in the form of online QR code scanning.
But immediately, a surge of anger erupted.
He just couldn’t let it explode due to the circumstances.
...
"Below this module, there is a ’Save as Picture’ button. Everyone can save these messages to their phone albums, to be viewed offline anytime later, and memorized slowly," Nan Zhubin said from the stage.
"Also, there are several public consultation phone numbers above—local labor inspection, labor arbitration, trade union consultation phone numbers, and the national hotline."
"These phone numbers are government public lines, so everyone can call them by themselves, without going through anyone. This is your right."
This wasn’t over yet.
"Besides, we have a practical tool to share with everyone today, also for providing more security," Nan Zhubin said.
"Please scroll to the bottom of this module," Nan Zhubin instructed.
Boss Wang’s fingers twitched like cramps, quickly skimming over the content of text and pictures, reaching the bottom.
It was a template named [Personal Facts Record].
The content was very simple, with only [Date: ____ Involved Personnel: ____ Event Process: ____ Evidence Type: ____].
These four content points.
Nan Zhubin said, "This template doesn’t need to be submitted to anyone, not to the company, nor to our team. It is entirely private, for personal use, and everyone can save it with confidence."
"The reason for giving everyone this template is the consideration that if you need to consult a lawyer or apply for labor arbitration in the future," Nan Zhubin’s voice was penetrating, "detailed records of the events, combined with screenshots of chat records, photos of payrolls, attendance records, can be very helpful. This can save a lot of trouble and better safeguard your legal rights."
...
Compared to Nan Zhubin’s previous templates, this module seemed crude and lacked much professional content.
Yet Boss Wang’s hands were trembling even more.
This was a kind of breakthrough.
Old Mo from the cafeteria was actually also a form of breakthrough. But it was more impulsive, more explosive, hard for anyone to imitate.
But the current module was different.
Even though it was crude, even if someone used it and the company could easily deal with it.
Boss Wang involuntarily turned back, seeing everyone at the company as if cooperating with Nan Zhubin in doing grounding training, cooperating in body awareness, deep breathing, and emotional expression, everyone saved this template.
Some have even started to fill out this template based on Memory.
One person might be handled easily, but... what if there are many people?
There isn’t even a need for someone to use this template to consult a lawyer or visit the arbitration bureau. As long as someone has the thought of "wanting."
Things would become uncontrollable.
"Everyone can click the ’Copy to Clipboard’ button next to the template," Nan Zhubin’s voice continued, "then open the phone memo or WeChat file transfer assistant to paste and save the template."
His instructions were clear, almost like teaching step-by-step.
"Of course, it’s okay not to save, entirely depending on everyone’s needs, and we respect everyone’s decisions."
The sound of fingers tapping on phones continued to rise, forming three distinct areas within the venue, each with unique behaviors.
And for Nan Zhubin, now it was truly over.
"Lastly, I emphasize three points," Nan Zhubin began to summarize.
He raised a finger: "First, we have not collected any personal information from anyone today. The emotional words you submitted, the self-test results, and the somatization selections are all submitted anonymously, and our backend will not retain any data. You don’t need to worry about being held accountable for expressing your true emotions."
Then Nan Zhubin raised a second finger: "Second, we do not mail, complain, supervise, or follow up for you. The phone numbers on the rights information card you save today, if needed, you have to call them yourself; if the template is useful, you also need to fill it out and complete it yourself."
Nan Zhubin raised a third finger: "Third, whether to use this information or when to use it is entirely up to your choice."
Nan Zhubin’s voice contained no extra emotion: "We are merely telling everyone that some things are clearly stipulated by law; some places are available for consultation and assistance. We have the right to safeguard our legal rights, and we have the right to choose how to deal with the current predicament."
After saying this.
Nan Zhubin’s tone shifted: "Some colleagues might think that today’s meeting resolved nothing—"
"—frankly speaking, you’re correct."
Nan Zhubin smiled: "Our salaries haven’t changed, the pressure we face hasn’t stopped; the predicaments we confront still exist."
The venue suddenly fell into a brief silence.
"But—we accomplished three meaningful things today."
"First, everyone needs to know that our anger, fear, grievance, and helplessness are all reasonable and meaningful. All emotions and we who generate them deserve to be understood and deserve to be treated kindly."
"Second, regarding techniques that alleviate somatic discomfort and emotional relief—[grounding training], [body awareness], [’4-2-6’ deep breathing] and so on, these methods require no tools, can be done anytime, anywhere, allowing us to stabilize and save ourselves when faced with pressure and traumatic emotions."
"Third, we have clarified our rights, and we have clarified our choices."
Nan Zhubin surveyed the audience: "After the meeting dismisses, please remember—we have already learned how to adjust ourselves and better help ourselves."
"We are stronger than we imagine, and more confident than we think."
...
No matter the various thoughts of the people in the meeting room.
Applause sounded in the meeting room.
Clap, clap, clap—
Amidst the enthusiastic applause, Boss Wang felt isolated from the surrounding noise and himself.
Hiss—
Hmm—
Hu—
His chest heaved violently, inhaling unconsciously, holding his breath, then exhaling long.
It was useless. The more he breathed, the hotter Boss Wang felt on his forehead and neck.
In advance, Nan Zhubin only briefed the psychological guidance process but did not give a specific script.
Everything faced now had clearly exceeded Boss Wang’s expectations.
Although he anticipated that Nan Zhubin might say some outrageous content at the conference, he didn’t expect the content to be so outrageous.
Even if he arranged things in advance, thinking that no matter how Nan Zhubin caused a scene, he could steer the development in his favor, but now—
"President Wang, this meeting was quite successful,"
The man in formal attire suddenly turned his head, showing a rare faint smile on his face.
Boss Wang stiffened all over, his heating body suddenly cooled down.
The man in formal attire added: "Domestically regarding EAP and employee rights protection, not many are as attentive as you."
"Like today’s topics—" the man in formal attire pointed at the figure of Nan Zhubin on stage, "—even fewer are willing to bring it to the forefront."
"It requires real determination."
Boss Wang’s mind suddenly cooled down.
He felt his thinking restored.
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