Chapter 888
As the three of them toured each subsidiary, they meticulously communicated with
the respective department heads and gathered ground-level insights from the
employees.
They also met with outstanding workers, identifying plenty of hidden potential within the ranks.
After the annual galas wrapped up, it was time for the holiday break.
This year, Solflare Group maintained its policy of ten days of paid annual leave, three days more than the legal seven-day requirement.
Mira had considered extending it to fifteen days, but both Owen and Felix strongly opposed the idea.
Their reasoning was simple: employee compensation could be sky-high, but complacency could not be tolerated.
Too much downtime made people sluggish, and what the company needed most was perpetual sharpness and efficiency.
However, anyone who worked overtime during the holidays received triple pay.
As soon as this policy was announced, a flood of employees voluntarily gave up their vacations.
What Mira didn’t expect was that many of those employees would take to the internet that very day to brag about it, instantly drawing massive public attention.
Not only did it boost the group’s reputation, but a swarm of job seekers began asking if Solflare Group was still hiring.
Even back at Aethelgard University, Quentin Reed, Wesley Langdon, and others who had been hesitant before, called Mira to say they wanted to join Solflare Group after graduation.
Wesley Lane and the other university student leaders were even more direct, asking Mira to secure spots for them as early as possible.
Since the Aethelgard University students were all exceptionally talented, Mira agreed.
On Midwinter Eve, as one of Mavaria’s Top Ten Entrepreneurs, Mira was invited to the Midwinter Jubilee. Last year, she had attended the Melvion Midwinter Jubilee, but this year she graced the stage of the MNN Midwinter Jubilee, dazzling the entire circle of Aethelgard socialites.
Most wealthy heiresses had been trained in the arts since childhood, meaning any of them could pull off a decent performance if dragged onto a stage.
The problem was that a highly prestigious national broadcast like the MNN Jubilee couldn’t simply be bought.
Appearing on this stage elevated a person’s reputation within high society to a completely different echelon. It paved the way for immense future success, whether in business or marriage.
It also sent a company’s brand recognition into the stratosphere.
Luna Lance had her grandfather spend a fortune on sponsorships early on, but she still didn’t make the cut. The Quinn family had also sponsored the event, but all it earned them was a commercial spot; Seraphina Quinn was entirely shut out of the broadcast.
Mira, on the other hand, had been personally invited by the network. Her public presence was so massive that slapping her name on a promotion guaranteed a tidal wave of viewership.
At me, Grandma Eleanor had heard that Mira was going to be on the broadcast. She and Rachel sat eagerly in front of the TV well in advance, waiting to watch her granddaughter perform.
It was the first time in the old lady’s entire life she had seen someone from her own family on the Midwinter Jubilee.
That evening, Mira’s family had their holiday dinner early. After they finished eating, Mira handed out the holiday bonuses to Rachel and the staff before heading out.
As their year-end bonus, she had given everyone an extra two months’ salary, but these envelopes were
purely for the joy of the holiday set
Regardless of their regular wages, every staff member in the house received an envelope with ten
thousand dollars.
She also credited them with ten days of holiday leave. If they chose to stay on duty, they would receive quintuple pay.
In Mira’s dictionary, the people closest to her were always the most important.
With treatment like that, Martha and Zane naturally had zero desire to go home for the holidays.
After arranging everything at the estate, Mira left with her two bodyguards. “Happy Holidays, Miss Mercer p>
Stepping out of the building, she bumped into a patrolling security guard from the neighborhood. She didn’t know his last name, but she saw him often enough to recognize him.
“Not heading home for the holidays p>
Mira asked casually.
“No, ma’am. We need people on duty here. I’m working overtime p>
Mira smoothly pulled out a cash envelope and handed it over. “Thanks for your hard
work p>
“Oh wow, you’re too kind! Thank you, thank you so much p>
He pressed his hands together in gratitude.
Before leaving, Mira had specifically asked Rachel to prepare several thousand-
dollar envelopes to bring along.
Guards in these affluent
neighborhoods were often
hardworking people from out of
town, making modest wages formet
exhausting shifts. Giving them a bonus was a token of appreciation-as long as they did their jobs well, it was worth every penny.