Yao Tianhai intended to leave the hotel, and he made his way through the crowd.
Even without deliberately observing, he could see the displeasure and anger on the workers' faces, but there was nothing he could do, he couldn't treat these workers the same way he treated ghost employees.
Ghost employees didn't rebel because they didn't need to use their brains, but the workers in the hall couldn't do that; they had to use their brains.
Yao Tianhai had also thought that in the future, when technology advanced, there might be surgeries that let people solve problems using their brains but without rebellious tendencies.
If such a thing existed, he would require his workers to undergo this surgery, or simply not hire those who hadn't had it.
Thinking of this, Yao Tianhai felt some consolation; he had always racked his brains for various methods to improve worker efficiency, and it had now become an instinct.
