Rewrite the Technological Landscape

We all had a good time with each other, so there was nothing to say. Just at this time, the waiter came over to serve the dishes, and the three began to exchange experiences during this period of time. The sentence Zhang Shuxin said before wanted to come to the South more, and neither of them had a deep understanding at this moment. Go on.

　　 After lunch, Meng Qian accompanied Zhang Shuxin and Yu Gan for a stroll around the West Lake. At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Shuxin said that he had something to do with Meng Qian’s dinner invitation. As for where she was going, Meng Qian didn’t ask much.

　　 But Meng Qian felt that she did something.

　　 On August 10, the day when Dafeng Science and Technology Chuangchuang paid wages, everyone received a red envelope at the same time they received their wages.

　　 "Si Yuhang, your red envelope looks so thick, let us see how much it is." Tao Tingting, who was sitting next to Si Yuhang, was about to pick it up, and the others followed suit.

　　 Si Yuhang is now recognized as a great **** in the entire art department, and also recognized as an overtime madman by the entire company. He is basically the one who leaves at the latest every night.

　　 In addition, I was named and praised by Meng Qian a few days ago. Everyone didn’t bother to see that his red envelope was the thickest. They were just curious.

　　 Seeing everyone rushing up, Si Yuhang couldn't help but opened the red envelope in public and counted the money in front of everyone.

　　 "Fuck, 6000!" Yin Hao, another boy in the art department, couldn't help exclaiming.

　　 This is 2000, and a red envelope that is not a year-end award or a quarterly award actually gave 6000, which is very generous.

　　Especially everyone knows that the company has actually achieved sales of more than 300,000 yuan up to now. Some of it has to be taken away from the agents, publicity needs to be done, and initial investment is required. In fact, the company has not yet made any money.

　　 But when the company hadn't made money yet and needed to spend money, Meng Qian gave out such a sum of money to reward his employees.

　　 For the employees of Dafeng Technology, they must have complaints about the company, because Meng Qian is a very demanding boss, and he often points out employee problems without mercy at work.

Many employees have been pressured by Meng Qian to resign on the spot, but as long as they survive the extreme pressure, everyone will find that they can always grow significantly. At the same time, regardless of the pressure, the company’s working atmosphere is inexplicably good. , And for his own efforts, Meng Qian will always give the most tangible return.

　　The employees who really come out to make a living are not afraid of being tired, they are afraid that they are tired to death but have no growth and no return.

　　 From the technical department, Song Zhenluo also got a red envelope of 6000. The others also got satisfactory numbers based on their contributions.

　　 These two took 6000, everyone is convinced, so there is nothing to be jealous of.

　　 After sending the red envelopes, Sun Xiaojing entered Meng Qian's office, "Meng, everyone is very happy to receive the red envelopes, why don't you go and give them red envelopes in person?"

　　 "I'm going to post it will only suppress everyone's emotions. What important thing do you want me to say?" Meng Qian put down his work and signaled Sun Xiaojing to sit on the sofa and walked over.

After Meng Qian sat down opposite her, Sun Xiaojing said solemnly, “The company has more and more people now, and some problems have begun to be exposed. The fault in our middle management is an urgent problem that needs to be solved. management."

　　 Meng Qian nodded and started to make tea.

　　Sun Xiaojing has now grasped Meng Qian's character, knowing that what he needs is not to ask a problem but a solution, so she continues, "I have been thinking about a question these days, whether the management is airborne from the outside or promoted internally.

In terms of influence and follow-up management, internal promotion has its natural advantages, but the first team we recruited as a startup company was too young. People like the art department have just graduated with social experience and work. They are all inexperienced. If I were promoted from among them, I was worried that no one would be fully competent.

　　 If you are recruiting externally, you can find someone with rich management experience, but I am worried about whether the other party can integrate into our corporate culture, and everyone will have some ideas in their hearts.

　　 So personally, I would still be more inclined to promote internally. I think a startup company needs an atmosphere, an atmosphere that can break through. "

　　 Sun Xiaojing said, and handed the folder in her hand to Meng Qian, "This is my analysis and evaluation of several candidates in my mind in the technical department and the art department. Meng can take a look.

　　 In general, Song Zhenluo is my favorite in the technical department. His high level of thinking, technical ability and team dedication are obvious to all.

As for the art department, I still prefer Fu Qinyi. Although Si Yuhang has a high level of technology, he is a bit withdrawn and lacks team awareness. On the contrary, Fu Qinyi can always adjust the team’s collaboration. Under the circumstances, she can also take the initiative to undertake the deployment work, and is not afraid to take responsibility.

　　 Meng Qian nodded while reading the document, "Sister grandson has worked so hard, I will consider this matter carefully, and if I have any ideas, I will communicate with you."

　　 "Okay, then I'll go ahead." Sun Xiaojing hesitated after she got up and couldn't help asking, "Meng, can I take the liberty to ask what you think? What do you think of this problem in your heart?"

　　 Meng Qian looked at Sun Xiaojing and smiled softly, "The company's personnel arrangements are your job, and my idea is to listen to your opinions more."

　　 Sun Xiaojing's heart flicked through the complex emotions, she opened her mouth slightly, and it took a few seconds to get back to her senses, "I'm going out first."

　　 After leaving the office, Sun Xiaojing took a deep breath and smiled unconsciously.

　　 On August 15th, the number of registered players in "The Legend of God" exceeded 300,000, and the maximum number of simultaneous online users exceeded 20,000. The company's point card sales exceeded the 500,000 mark.

　　 The number of game players is beginning to show signs of exponential growth.

　　 Meng Qian continued to spend money on publicity to increase the popularity of "The Legend of God".

　　 At 12 o'clock in the evening on the 15th, Meng Qian, who was leaving the office to go to the bathroom, saw Fu Qinyi working overtime alone.

　　 "Why haven't you left so late today?"

　　 Fu Qinyi glanced at Meng Qian and immediately shifted his eyes to the computer, "Dandan has asked for leave for something at home these past two days. Let me help her modify the character design of Fengxin."

Meng Qian sat down directly next to Fu Qinyi, Fu Qinyi's face was flushed immediately, but fortunately, Meng Qian looked at the computer and didn't notice, "By the way, there is something I want to ask you, you What do you think of Si Yuhang?"

　　 "Si Yuhang? Very talented and very good personality." Fu Qinyi answered truthfully.

　　 "Then do you think if I let him be your leader, do you think it is appropriate?" Meng Qian asked directly.

　　 Fu Qinyi was silent for several seconds, and noticed that Meng Qian turned his head to look at him, and then replied a little hastily, "I think...maybe not very appropriate."

　　 "Why?"

　　 "Because he seems to be reluctant to take care of other people's affairs. Of course this is my personal opinion. Meng can always ask others."

　　 Meng Qian nodded without speaking, and waited for two seconds, "Then who do you think is more suitable to be the leader of the art department?"

　　 "I...I think this is good now..." Fu Qinyi's voice was a little soft.

　　 Meng Qian knew it in his heart, and stopped asking, "How long will you have to work overtime?"

　　 "Let's take a taxi for an hour or two~www.ltnovel.com~ I will take a taxi back in a while, and come to the company for reimbursement tomorrow." Meng Qian lightly patted Fu Qinyi on the shoulder, and then went to the bathroom.

After Meng Qian left, Fu Qinyi looked down at her legs. She has lost 90 pounds now, and she has been wearing short skirts and shorts this summer. At this moment, she seems to be completely unaware of what Meng Qian said. He just murmured, "He never cared about..."

　　 The next day, August 16, something went smoother than expected. Meng Qian made an appointment with Zhang Shuxin.

　　 At ten o'clock in the morning, Yu Gan drove Meng Qian to Shanghai, while Zhang Shuxin sat beside Meng Qian.

　　 "Why did Mr. Zhang take me to Shanghai?" After getting on the bus, Meng Qian asked his doubts.

　　 "I also told Mr. Meng before that I am very optimistic about the environment in the south, and naturally also the internet environment in the south, so I want to open a branch of Yinghaiwei in Shanghai.

　　The person in charge in Shanghai will be Yu Gan, and I will put the development of the search engine project on the Shanghai side, so that it will be more convenient for President Meng to come here at ordinary times. "

　　 Meng Qian felt that something was not quite right, "Last time I heard Mr. Zhang's meaning, the search engine will be the next most important project of Yinghaiwei. If it is put in Shanghai, won't the headquarters have any ideas?"

　　 "Of course they have ideas, but they don't know the technology. It would be nice to be a shareholder and wait for dividends." Zhang Shuxin raised his mouth meaningfully.

　　 Meng Qian saw in his eyes, his brain turned around and suddenly reacted, his expression was slightly shocked, "Mr. Zhang...want to kick Xingfa out?"

　　 Zhang Shuxin looked out the window, smiling without saying a word.

　　 Meng Qian narrowed his eyes and stopped asking more.

　　Mall, this is so...