"If you encounter anyone who looks down on us delivery men in the future, throw your salary card in his face and use your year-end bonus to give him a big red packet!" Luo Feng joked.
The deliverymen smiled knowingly and were even a little eager to try.
After all, in this era, families who could earn 20,000 yuan a year were considered middle-class. Now that the delivery men had the confidence and a real boss, what was there to be afraid of?
Luo Feng's year-end bonus was very important no matter where it was placed!
The hotel manager stood at the side. Luo Feng's words were like an invisible slap that was about to make his face swell. This was because Luo Feng did not name anyone, but when it came to people who looked down on delivery men, everyone in the banquet hall would look down on them.
The other waiters also looked at the hotel manager with disdain.
