Chapter 309 The Silent Auction (1/2)
Chapter 309: The Silent Auction
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Big Quinn was vexed at the Human Resources manager when he heard that he could get a pay raise.
Big Quinn had requested for a pay raise numerous times, but the company always rejected his requests outright, citing reasons like poor profits and unfavorable market conditions.
At one time, the honest Big Quinn had believed that the company was not doing well because of the economic downturn.
Now the company had offered to increase his pay when they realized that they could not keep him. But being honest did not mean that he was foolish. Big Quinn now understood that the company had earlier refused to give him a pay raise because they had been sure that he would not leave the company!
Exasperated, Big Quinn said, ”A pay raise? Now?”
Big Quinn was already ferocious-looking to begin with; now that he was angry, his eyes looked so dangerous that the manager was petrified with fear and unable to answer him.
Big Quinn wouldn’t have cared if the manager had replied. He stood up and said, ”Forget it, Manager Sura. I thank the company for trying to retain me. You should offer the pay raise to my colleagues so that you won’t regret it when they resign.”
Sura tried hard to calm himself down. ”O’Quinn, my friend. You need to calm down,” said Sura. ”Please sit down so we could talk it out. Just say it, what amount of salary would make you stay?”
”No, Manager Sura, thank you for trying to keep me,” Big Quinn said stubbornly, ”but I must quit.”
The manager replied, ”Okay, I understand. Wait a while here, I'm going to get someone to do an exit interview for you. Then I'll get your resignation processed.”
Not long after, the door of the conference room opened; several elderly men entered the room.
Big Quinn was surprised to see them. He stood up and said, ”Sandy, Sal, what are you doing here?”
”What are we doing here?” laughed Sandy. ”That b*st*rd arranged for us to come and persuade you into staying.”
Sal said, ”Old pal, don't say that—”
”Then what should I say?” Sandy drew a hip flask from his pocket and said, ”You want me to tell Big Quinn to stay and work his *ss off just to earn a few hundred bucks a week?”
Sal muttered, ”If he leaves, we’re really going to work our *sses off.”
Sandy patted his shoulder and said, ”Sal, we can’t be too selfish. Big Quinn has helped us enough. We can’t latch onto him like leeches, right?”
Sandy turned to Big Quinn and continued, ”You’ve made the right decision. You should quit. My friend, if I had your size and age, I would have let the company go to hell sooner!”
The rest of the men sighed helplessly. They were old and unskilled, some of them had gone to jail before. Where could they go to get better jobs?
But under Sandy’s lead, they started to encourage Big Quinn:
”Yes, Big Quinn, if you have better prospects, just go for it.”
”Pal, the company wants us to play the sympathy card to stop you from leaving. But if we do that, we’re no different from those b*st*rdly blood-sucking capitalists.”
”Just go, son. Although I have no idea what you’ll be doing, I know you’re a smart man and won’t choose the wrong path.”
Big Quinn was deeply moved. ”Thank you old pals, thanks for supporting me,” he said.
Sandy took a sip of wine from the hip flask and passed it to Big Quinn. ”Here—without you, we’re going to be busier. I don’t think we can give you a farewell party anytime soon. Let’s drink to our farewell here!”
The group of men living at the bottom of the society gathered together; each of them took a sip of the cheap wine, and waved goodbye to Big Quinn. They left the office with their heads held high.
The company saw that Big Quinn was still adamant about resigning his job and wanted to continue pestering him to stay.
Big Quinn did not know how to handle the situation and called Li Du.