Please make money.

Boss Guo hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Miss, I have to discuss the OEM management with the senior management. How about this? I can ask for a lower OEM fee. If we lower the cost, won't we save money?"

"Why? Wouldn't you make no money then?"

"Yes, I have made money!"

"I plan to turn your company into a corporate cluster. Suppliers in various downstream fields will have to rely on you for their livelihoods. You will have a say in all links of the production supply chain. This way, costs can be minimized and profits can be maximized. Isn't that good?"

Boss Guo also fantasized about that. If that happened, not to mention Mr. Cao of Fuye Technology, even his father would have to ask Boss Guo if he had eaten when he came.

"Can I do this?"

"I don't know, but you can give it a try. So why don't you cut the employees' working hours? It makes me feel bad. How can the employees still get money?"

Boss Guo hesitated for only two seconds, then sat up straight: "Miss, if someone else said this, I would believe it."

"You don't believe me when I tell you?"

"I don't believe it. To be honest, my current factory cannot compete with others in terms of technology, and is only of medium level in terms of scale. The only thing that is still competitive is the group of old brothers. If the morale of the team is scattered, it will be difficult to lead the team in the future. Even if it becomes bigger and stronger, will it still be my factory?"

“…After you become bigger and stronger, you won’t think so.”

"Maybe I will change by then, but at least now, I think it's pretty good. I earn a little less, but the volume is bigger, so it's actually not a small amount. If the employees work one more hour, it's only more than 20 hours a month, which is just two days' salary. They don't ask for much."

Aaliyah gave him a long look, then shook her head and laughed.

"A good one isn't much—is it? Isn't it much?"

Sister Jing looked left and right, not understanding what was going on, but not greatly shocked—her sister was going crazy again, she was used to it.

"Boss Guo, you won't be able to take all of this order. I'll give you about 10 million units for the first phase. You can do it first, and then prepare to expand production."

Alia put her chopsticks together and snatched Sister Jing's face: "The material cost and manufacturing cost of 10 million units will be borne by Ai Group in full. I don't care what you want to do, but I have only one request."

She pointed at the noodles in front of her and said, "You can eat the noodles, but you can't let the workers who tighten the screws in the future not know what the soup tastes like."

"..."

"Someone has said before that the OEM manufacturing industry needs first-rate customers, second-rate equipment, third-rate management, and fourth-rate talent. What do you think?"

"I think, about the same?"

"From now on I will work hard to be a first-class client, and the rest will be left to you."

"……it is good!"

"Boss Wang is very skilled. You should communicate with him more. I will basically give him the remaining orders."

"Why not Fuye Technology? Does Mr. Cao want a very high price?"

"No, his offer is actually a little lower." Alia said with a bad sense of humor.

"But I don't like him, or I just want them to roll up."

"Roll it up?"

"Who do you think will benefit the most if they roll up?"

"This-Miss, you benefit the most?"

“Hahahaha… That’s right, that’s right, of course it’s me! Hahaha – eat the noodles! Eat them while they’re hot! There’s more after you finish, all you can eat!”

……

……

"The first phase of the direct purchase base has been put into trial operation, and this is the revenue."

"My goodness, this has made the middlemen into fools - who will benefit the most?"

"At present, it is the farmers whose goods purchase prices have generally been raised by 5 to 10 points."

"There's no other way. If we don't raise the price, they won't even be able to receive the goods."

At Alia’s Siam Agriculture direct purchasing base, the first batch of goods is tropical fruits.

Buying in large quantities of goods and then grading and screening them is what the middlemen used to do.

As a result, they drove the truck to the delivery place and found a surprise.

Hey! No!

Where did it go?

The agricultural direct purchase base ate...

Alia’s Aili came to the supermarket, but she couldn’t eat so much in one go.

However, Boss Jiang’s Tianrun Department Store has the channels to sell to other friendly domestic companies.

Domestic supermarkets are not particular about the source of goods. As long as you can bring back good products at a cheaper price, why shouldn’t I switch to yours?

Boss Jiang's group has been deeply involved in these retail industries for many years. When they opened a comprehensive commercial plaza in Bauhinia, Ailia was still crying and writing, "My mother beat me again today."

As a result, the direct purchasing bases obtained lower-priced supplies, more initiative in product grading, and the farmers also received higher shipping prices.

A world where only the middlemen are hurt has been achieved...

Lao Ma looked at the report in his hand and was very happy: "Very good, this way my last shift has come to a successful conclusion!"

"Old Ma, are you really going to apply for a transfer?"

"Well, what's wrong? Any problem? I've finished handing over my work."

"No, games and stuff - is there a future for it?"

"I really don't know about that, but I like it."

Lao Ma put down the documents in his hand and looked at the game console on his desk: "I really like it."

After graduating from the normal school, he opened his own video game store. That was still the Atari arcade era.

He had a lot of fun, but the industry was in a downturn - Atari's decline was not an overnight collapse, but a gradual process of shoddy workmanship and self-destruction.

In addition, business was not doing well, so he worked as a teacher in a school for a few years. He was quite happy being the leader among the children.

But no matter how happy he was, he still had to live. As he grew older, he got married and had children, and the family expenses increased day by day.

In addition, he was a contract teacher at the school and had no official position, so he simply went out to look for a new job and joined the Ai Group during the Ai Ruhu period.

It was a coincidence, and even when Ai Ruhu was in power, the employee benefits of the Ai Group were still decent.

At the beginning, there were three insurances and one fund, and the salary was higher, which was about 70,000 to 80,000 yuan a year.

But he felt like he was dying slowly...

He used to be able to play games all night long with full energy, and when he went to school the next day he could still enthusiastically discuss his gaming skills with his children during breaks.

Later, he worked all night to write the report, and came up with three versions. In the end, his boss took a look and said that he should go back to the first version.

In order to get a promotion and a raise in salary, he used connections, went backstage, flattered others, and was extremely slick and timid. In three years, he was promoted twice, but it felt like he had exhausted thirty years of energy.

My stomach, waist, liver, and hair are falling out in clumps.

I smoke two packs of cigarettes a day, and the tea at my workstation has gone cold, tasting bitter and cold.

I eat junk fast food and go to and from work. I have no mood or interest in any entertainment activities, let alone playing games.

Friends from early years have become distant. We only contact each other occasionally. He asks me how I am. I reply that I am doing fine, and he says that is just so-so.

Listening to favorite music on the way to the company has become the most pleasant time. Holding the steering wheel, it feels like controlling the short few dozen minutes of life.

At the very least, there is a direction - unlike life, where there is endless loneliness and despair every day, with no end in sight and an end within sight.

Life has nothing to do with happiness. It has become a matter of survival. However, for the sake of my wife and children, I have to endure it until I can't go on any longer.

Then, the eldest lady came...

The most obvious change is not that the group’s welfare benefits have changed from three insurances and one fund to five insurances and two funds.

Pension insurance, medical insurance, unemployment insurance, work-related injury insurance, maternity insurance, housing provident fund and enterprise annuity.

Even if they said they would make changes at that time, they would not give you money all at once. It was just good words on paper.

The most obvious changes are physical examinations and vacations.

He was semi-forced to go for a physical examination, and the doctor wrote a report saying that he had many health problems. He told his boss about these problems, and his boss reported to his superiors that he had problems.

And there was a personal reply from Alia on it - if there is a problem, go get it treated, if you need to recuperate, recuperate, why report it to me? I know healing magic, right?

He didn't know whether Arya could perform healing magic, but because of Arya's handwritten reply, he was approved for 15 days of annual leave.

During the two weeks of recuperation, he gradually calmed down from being anxious. Although he still felt depressed, at least he could justifiably slack off for a while.

Even if it's just for a moment, it's already a cause for gratitude...

When I came back, I had to go to work at nine in the morning. I had a ten-yuan meal in the cafeteria at noon, which was delicious. I was sent home to play by myself at five in the afternoon.

He remembered that day very clearly: the weather was very good, the sunset was very yellow, and the evening breeze was slightly intoxicating.

He got off work at five in the afternoon and didn't drive because he had never driven before five o'clock and didn't know how to get there.

He took the bus and strolled aimlessly from the west to the east of the city, looking at the lights of thousands of homes. Walking on the road felt like walking on the edge of a long river of life.

I got home at nine o'clock, and while my wife was accustomed to asking me "You're working overtime again", I found the handle that had been covered in dust for a long time.

That night he and his son cried together, competing to see who could cry louder. They cried like idiots.

His wife also thinks he is an idiot - he is such an adult and still cries while playing games - he should work overtime and earn some overtime pay when he has time.

But he didn't get any overtime pay because their department didn't have an overtime quota and he wasn't eligible.

He could only pick up his child after get off work at five o'clock, and then walk his son all the way home from school.

My son was mumbling about the most boring school life, and he was listening very carefully with his humming and ahing.

The backs of the father and son were stretched out, and the fallen leaves were swirling down. He said that when he was a child, he learned to make leaf vein specimens using soapy water.

The son excitedly said he wanted to learn, and then he went around the street picking leaves. The father and son put some in their pockets, and went home contentedly to make some soap at home.

At seven o'clock, when his wife came back and saw the candlelight dinner and the roses he bought on the roadside for one dollar apiece, she said that overtime pay was actually not important and it was good to spend time with family.

Also, why do you smell like soap? Where's my face soap?

At nine o'clock, I washed the dishes, took a bath, and washed off the shoe prints on my clothes. My son watched cartoons, and my wife put on a facial mask and fought with my son for the remote control.

He was in the study, holding the controller, playing the old game over and over again. I don’t know if it was fun, but it was very relaxing.

Occasionally, his son would be whipped with a slipper and driven away to another courtyard by his mother, and he would run to grab his handle.

He taught his son to play Spacewar, Pac-Man, and other Atari games that were reviled but still bought by players, until he was put to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I saw another sunny day...

He once died in the neon lights of Tianhai, and came back to life under the rising sun of Tianhai. In this way, his future is bright.

Alia held a press conference and established a new gaming department. She wanted to reassign positions, but the salary and benefits were unclear and the future prospects were not clear.

She said to ask within the group, and if there is someone you like, go there, and if there are not enough people, look outside.

Then emphasize that games are powered by love, not money.

She can't guarantee that those who come here will get promoted or make money, but if they like her, they will probably be very happy.

After reading the internal announcement, Lao Ma went to his boss to apply for a transfer that day.

The boss is not the same boss as before. He has been replaced, but he is still nice to everyone. He will take responsibility when something happens and dares to fight.

He just has a bad temper. He doesn't give Lao Ma any face. He says to him, "Lao Ma, are you fucking stupid? It's so good here!"

Lao Ma gave him face and said, "Minister, I like playing games. Please let me try. I'd be happy to do so."

The boss signed his approval with a curse, then wrote a bunch of good things in the evaluation column and even searched the Internet for how to praise people.

After I copied it, he threw the application back to me and said that I had to hand over the work before leaving, otherwise my application would be blocked.

Lao Ma backed out timidly, but before leaving, he heard his boss making a phone call to ask a colleague at the same level about the treatment in the Gouba Game Department and whether the benefits were good enough.

Lao Ma had been looking forward to it for a long time and had been busy for almost a week, with endless energy every day.

After finally finishing his last shift, he held his belongings - which he had actually packed up long ago - and said goodbye to everyone.

The road ahead is long, brothers and sisters, see you later.

Then he looked left and right, up and down according to the map, and finally went back to the same floor and found his new workstation through a glass wall.

This is the gaming division? What is in the gaming division?

The department manager was not in place yet, so the workstation was still as spacious as before. He moved out the things and arranged them one by one.