"Brothers, I'll be leaving first. Take your time with your work."
Skinny Monkey heard that he didn't need to write a report, so he went to the meeting room to greet everyone. He raised his head and accepted everyone's envious and jealous gazes. He then turned around and left. The villain in his heart was smiling crookedly.
"What's this?" Li He slapped the notebook on Pinsong's head. He was furious because Pinsong's notebook was filled with black ink.
Pinsong rubbed his head pitifully and didn't dare to make a sound.
When Xiaowei saw Li He walking over, she hurriedly flipped a page and started writing on the notebook as if nothing had happened.
Li He snatched the notebook and flipped to the first page. There was a turtle on it. The turtle was teasing him as if it was mocking him. He also slapped the notebook on Xiaowei's head. "Are you treating my words as bullsh * t?"
Then, he looked at Su Ming and Erbiao's, but none of them were decent. Only Fu Xia and Feng Lei wrote seriously. Shou Shan wasn't bad either.
He said helplessly, "You guys can go back first. There's no need to write for now."
"Okay." Everyone nodded like chickens pecking at rice. They were pleasantly surprised.
Li He changed the topic. "Give it to me in three days. I don't care if you guys buy books to copy or find someone to write it for you. Anyway, I want to see a decent work plan. In the future, this must become a system and standard. A work plan every quarter and a summary at the end of every year. No one can run away."
If he wasn't comfortable, no one else could.
Making an effective work plan was a good habit that a businessman should have. It was also a necessary tool in the work. Making, reporting, and executing work plans was one of the important management methods that most companies used.
Li He had thought it through. Even if they simply understood it as a "mission" and did it hastily and did not play its role, they still had to form a standard. It was a normal business activity, but there were no written documents. It was simply a joke.
Everyone's face turned bitter again. They still had to write every quarter. This was terrible!
However, he thought that it was better to get through the current situation first. Three days would be enough. It was better than being blinded by the current situation.
Su Ming said, "Brother, why don't I find two university students from Hong Kong after Chinese New Year?"
In fact, he was secretly envious of Yu Dehua. He had a large group of university students under him. Now, he basically didn't need to worry about the business anymore. All he had to do was drive a Mercedes-Benz all day and bring along his secretary to attend banquets or treat guests.
Yu Dehua's only proper job was to give instructions, then make a cup of tea in his office and slowly sign.
"If you can take care of them, then you're quite capable." Li He didn't have much confidence in Su Ming. There was nothing wrong with hiring high-quality people, but in the early stages of a small business, hiring high-quality people was a big taboo.
If the boss indeed had serious shortcomings in his personal skills, and if he found that there were high-quality talents who could complement each other, it was more suitable to find a point of convergence through cooperation rather than employment. Bosses in the early stages of entrepreneurship would face a situation where a small temple could not support a big monk. In the end, there were only two outcomes: start their own business or jump ship to a competitor.
Therefore, Li He only had Shen Daoru in his hands. Although he was highly educated, he was not very talented. Even Yu Dehua was not that good.
As for Su Ming, he was currently not as good as Yu Dehua. Yu Dehua had a high starting point, at least his knowledge was higher than Su Ming's, and his vision was also higher than Su Ming's. His family was also considered rich, and he could be considered to have the ability and means to support people.
As for Su Ming, the temple was still small.
Su Ming said, "I have been to Hong Kong quite a few times in the past few years. There are a lot of people like Shen Daoru, and there are even some who are not as good as him. I will definitely be able to hire them. I will find more people with work experience, it will not be easy for ordinary people to fool me."
"Alright, do as you see fit." Li He finally agreed. It was true that there were as many university students as dogs, but how could it be as precious as the mainland?
Fu Xia said to Su Ming, "Why don't you help me hire two, the kind that specialize in designing furniture. Do you have any? Just name the price, we can afford it. "
Su Ming said, "I will go back after the New Year and help you keep an eye out."
Li He said to Pinsong, "I will drive the car away. You think of a way to go back and find a way to buy a car."
"Why don't I buy you a Santana, it's only 250 thousand. I have a friend who deals in this," Pinsong smiled and asked Li He.
Fu Xia said, "So cheap? Can you get me one? Is it hard to get a driver's license? "
Everyone's topic shifted to the car, and they were all eager to try it. A small car was equivalent to a private jet.
Li He wanted to call Liu Lenovo, but he did not bring his phone book with him, so he could only go home and call.
He opened the car door, but there was no fire after a few tries. He thought that the battery was running out of power, so he tried to unplug the battery wire and extend the ignition time. He stepped on the accelerator a little, but there was still no movement.
It might be because of the cold and dry weather, and the carbon buildup. He left the clutch, right foot stepped on the accelerator, and his right hand started the ignition. After a while, the car finally started.
He drove home, but he faced another problem. There was no place to park.
He had no choice, so he backed the car into a dead end of an alley. It would not affect other people's travel, but he would have to rely on his skills to get in and out, and he might not be able to back it in one go. After backing it in, he did not fully support the back wall. If he drove again tomorrow and could not start the car, he would have to leave some space to push the car.
The dead end of the alley was quite narrow, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze through the gap of the car door. He decided to find a chance to befriend Master Qin tomorrow. He could park the car in front of his house, which had a lot of space.
A few old ladies saw Li He get out of the car, and squinted their eyes and asked loudly, "Teacher Li, you even drove a small car!"
Li He smiled, "I borrowed it from a friend, how could I afford it?"
Even a small Nissan van like this would cost more than a hundred thousand. Although it was second-hand and looked a little like a Southeast Delica, it was still not cheap.
When Four saw Li He return, he poured him a cup of tea, "You drank a lot, right?"
Li He replied, "Not much. Find me the phone book."
He finished the pot of tea, washed his face, and went out to make a call with the phone book.
Li He expressed his intentions very clearly to Liu Lenovo over the phone, "You know, everything is difficult at the beginning. I can't do it without a leader who knows the industry. If you don't help me ask Master Xiang, he can set the salary, and he won't say anything."
Liu Lenovo said awkwardly, "He's from the computer department, and he was originally transferred here by our new computer company. Whether it's the computer department or him, I can't ask for it."
Li He asked, "Does he have any position in the computer department?"
Liu Lenovo thought, "He's a regular commuter, and he's honest."
"I understand. Give me his address, and I'll contact him tomorrow. After that, I'll talk to your computer department about the transfer fee." When a cadre was transferred to help with work, he had to pay a "hard work fee". This was a policy. Whether it was a transfer, a transfer, a recruitment, a contract to solve a problem, or a short-term assignment, the state prohibited the use of talents for free.
Secondment was also very common. After the 1980s, in order to consolidate and develop the collective economy of the street, the government often seconded personnel from the finance and trade system to support the street unions and arrange employment for educated youth. For a larger water and electricity bridge project, the personnel from all over the country would be arranged to be transferred, and this was called construction support.
Moreover, when Li He heard that Liu Lenovo gave this person a "good guy" card, he knew that this person was not successful.
What was a regular commuter?
If he was successful, he wouldn't go to work normally in some units. He would write a work summary, and he would be paid one cent per word as "royalties", and he would have to pay for the "lights" if he worked from home, and so on.
"Alright, as long as you convince him, I'll help you with the computer department," Liu Lenovo said confidently. If he was asked to do the work of Xiang himself, he felt that it would be very difficult, but he still had face in the computer department.
Li He asked old man Zhang for a pen and paper, and wrote down the address of Xiang's house.
When he arrived at his house, he saw Master Qin staring at the beam in front of his house.
The door of his house belonged to the Guangliang Gate. The door opened at the central pillar of the courtyard, and the entire corridor was like a room. As the saying goes, there are differences in social status. When it came to the "gate" level, other than the emperor's gate and the prince's gate, it would be the Guangliang Gate.
Therefore, when Li He saw Master Qin looking at his door, he thought that he was envious of his door.
Li He rubbed his hands and asked humbly, "Master Qin, it's so cold outside, why don't you rest at home? What's there to look at with my door?"
"Blood, it's blood."
Li He was shocked, and he hurriedly said, "Master Qin, you must be so hungry that you've lost your mind. My door is perfectly fine, where did the blood come from?"
This old man was really sick.
How could he be happy when he came to say such inauspicious words during the New Year?
"I remember that in the winter of that year, there was a person who hung himself under this door beam. The ground was covered in blood. It was snowing heavily that day, and the wind was strong as well. Many people came to see, including me."
"Master Qin, you can't joke about such things," Li He's expression changed a little.
"Forget it, why am I telling you all this, I'm muddle-headed," Master Qin sighed, and turned to leave.
"Master Qin, what's going on? Why don't you tell me?" Li He pulled Master Qin back, forcing him to explain.
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