The deputy general manager of Luck Airlines was Carson, who was in his forties and had worked in Zabinski Group for more than a decade. Because he didn't have some outstanding ability, he was assigned to be the deputy general manager of Luck Airlines.

Carson looked at his watch and then at the office. He frowned when he found that about half of the employees hadn't come.

When it was a quarter to ten, Carson saw six pilots appearing together. Two of them had oil stains on their mouths. Apparently, they had just breakfasted.

Carson walked up to the six pilots and asked," What time is it? How can you go to have breakfast at this time?” " Mr. Shannon, do you really take us as the vassals of your little kingdom?" A pilot with a toothpick in his mouth leaned against the chair. He crossed his legs.

Carson looked at the other five people with a frown. They all looked arrogant, completely different from before.

Carson took a deep breath and said, " Everyone, the long vacation is over. We are not reckless young people anymore. It's time to shift your attention to work. I will let it go and not record it this time, but I hope this is the last time you are late." " No, you don't have to." The pilot with a toothpick in his mouth sat on the chair and stretched." Mr. Shannon, go and record it. Don't just record that we were late. It's boring. Take it as we are absent from work." " Yes, take it as absenteeism." One pilot also spoke and expressed that he didn't care about it.

Seeing this, Carson was confused. He thought," What happened? The company didn't do anything wrong. How could it cause so much dissatisfaction?" While thinking, Carson saw Alfred coming.

" Mr. Lopez," Carson hurriedly walked over and whispered."I need to report something to you. Everyone seems to be in a bad mood." " In a bad mood?" Alfred's voice was loud." Really? Who is in a bad mood?" " Me! I am in a bad mood!" " Me too!" " So am I!" The pilots and several tall flight attendants spoke one after another.

Seeing this, Alfred didn't show any anger at all. He just waved his hand and said calmly, " If you are in a bad mood, come to sign the employee separation agreement with me. I' ll fire you all!" The pilot with a toothpick in his mouth smiled and said, " Mr. Lopez, according to the contract, if you fire us, the company has to compensate us. We all understand the N+1 system." " Do you think the company can't afford it?" Alfred raised his eyebrows and said. " If you don't want to work here, come over and sign the employee separation agreement!" Alfred walked to the office, followed by more than a dozen people who were going to resign.

Seeing this, Carson understood what had happened. He trembled with anger and rushed into the office, pointing at Alfred. " Alfred, what do you mean?" Alfred, who had always been smiling, frowned when he heard Carson's question. He shouted," Mr. Shannon! Remember who you are! When was it your turn to question me? You' re just a deputy manager! What? Do you want to overstep your authority?" " Alfred, don't think I don't know what you are thinking!" Carson had been working in Zabinski Group for decades. He wasn't afraid of Alfred at all. " It's a rebellion. You are going to betray the company!" " Carson, is it too harsh to say so?" The pilot witha toothpick in his mouth sneered. " We' re just a little late. But you complained a lot. I feel uncomfortable. Can't I resign? A rebellion? Humph, do you mean I have to work in Luck Airlines until I die here?" Carson's face turned livid, and he wanted to call the head office to report this situation.

Carson had barely turned around when he saw the receptionist rushing over.

" Mr. Shannon! Mr. Lopez! The director is here!"