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Chapter 751

“The Lowe family is a top-tier wealthy family with numerous

industries under their name. Why bother coming to work for Universal

Group?” Nash grumbled.

“Because Universal Group is a world-class economic entity. Any

family business strives to join Universal Group. There are

representatives from the top ten families present at headquarters!”

Frankie said with pride, seemingly proud of being a member of Universal Group.

“Well, tell me more about the company,” Nash said as he sat down

and started flipping through the documents.

Frankie stood respectfully beside him and explained the ins and outs

of the company, which took the entire morning.

When it was lunchtime, Frankie suggested, “I’ve booked a private

room at Cloud Peak Palace Hotel. Let’s go there for lunch.”

Nash stretched lazily. “Since I’m here to work, let’s go with the flow.

I’ll check out the cafeteria…”

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He had noted from the documents some issues with the cafeteria’s

management. The manager had been embezzling procurement fees,

resulting in the employee meals not meeting company standards.

Three buildings made up the cafeteria, each with three floors. The first and second floors were for

regular employees, while the third floor was for management. Despite it being lunchtime, there were

not

a lot of people in the cafeteria.

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“Our company has 30,000 employees, split into two shifts. We have three batches of employees getting

off work during meal times with a 40-minute interval between each batch. With the staggered off-duty

schedule, there are more than enough seats in the cafeteria.

“However, due to the declining quality of employee meals, most employees choose to eat outside,”

Frankie explained as he walked alongside Nash with his hands behind his back. He lowered his pace

slightly to match Nash’s.

“Do we have meal subsidies?” Nash asked.

“Yes, employees who don’t eat in the cafeteria receive a monthly meal. subsidy of 350 dollars!” Frankie

replied.

As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the first-floor cafeteria.

“Mr. Calcraft, this way, please.” Frankie intended to take Nash to the

third-floor management cafeteria. But the man waved his hand and

said, “Let’s eat on the first floor. I want to see how bad the food is.”

With that, the two joined the line at the food counter.

Seeing two high-level managers joining the queue, the employees in

line became nervous and kept quiet. They did not dare to speak.

Frankie smiled and said, “Let’s put away our work badges.”

Their work badges had purple lanyards to differentiate them, and management always elicited awe

from regular employees. The two put away their badges, but their professionalism while dressed in

suits and leather shoes still kept people at a distance.

Soon, the two reached the counter.

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Nash handed his tray to the lady serving food, who scooped a

generous portion of one of the dishes. She habitually shook off a bit before depositing the rest on the

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tray.

There were two meat dishes and one veggie dish-roasted chicken breast, frittata, and salad that looked

fresh from the garden. The food looked decent, but the taste remained to be ascertained.

Tray in hand, Nash also picked up a bowl of mashed potatoes before going to sit down and eat.

“Aren’t you getting some chowder?” a lady in work clothes asked with

a smile.

She was in her early 20s. Her complexion was a little pale, and she had slightly messy hair. Her eyes

were clear and bright.

Nash looked around and saw another area where they could get

chowder, but it seemed a little more crowded.

“There are too many people; I’ll pass,” Nash replied with a smile.

“I suggest you go line up for a bowl. Otherwise, you won’t be able to

eat it all,” the woman added with a faint smile before taking a seat at

an empty table. She then began eating while playing with her phone.

Nash was puzzled. Frankie walked over, saying, “The mashed potatoes are a little dry. I’ll get some

chowder to help with that.” He

handed his tray to Nash. “Hold this for me. I’ll go get some chowder!”

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