After hanging up the call with Luo Xuan, Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo got into the 7-seater car. Tonight was the company's annual meeting, and the venue was a 4-star hotel in the center of Jiangling.
After the annual meeting, Nutshell Electronics also started to have an orderly holiday. However, because of the triple pay for overtime during the Spring Festival, there were still many employees who stayed behind.
When Wang Zibo saw Chen Hansheng frowning, he guessed that it had something to do with Junior Sister Luo's phone call. He asked tentatively, "Little Chen, sometimes it must be very tiring for you to get involved with so many girls with different personalities."
"How is that possible!"
Chen Hansheng refused to admit it. "You can't imagine how happy Dad is."
"Tsk!"
Wang Zibo snorted. What's the use of being stubborn? When he went to Chen Hansheng's room to put his luggage down, he found many packs of Zhonghua cigarettes scattered on the desk.
This showed that Xiao Chen was also very depressed when he was alone.
"Sigh!"
Wang Zibo sighed silently. When they arrived at the entrance of the hotel, it was even more lively.
There was a red carpet, a banner, and a line of words on the LED display: "Welcome to Nutshell Electronics. We wish Nutshell Electronics a successful end to the annual meeting and business next year will continue to be prosperous."
The hotel manager and the head of the building stood at the entrance and shouted. Nutshell Electronics had booked the entire hotel for the night. Coupled with its own strength, it was a "Daddy" level customer.
"Are there any government officials coming to the company's meeting?"
Wang Zibo looked out of the window and suddenly asked.
A few middle-aged men were talking with Kong Jing and Li Xiaokai. They were dressed very normally, but they had a special aura about them.
This aura could also be seen on Xiao Hongwei and Chen Zhaojun. It was hard to describe, but it could be felt that these people worked in the government.
"Okay."
Chen Hansheng nodded. "For a company of Nutshell Electronics' scale, a few leaders must attend the annual meeting, and they must speak. This is the unspoken rule. They represent the government's support for the development of private companies."
Wang Zibo's "Zhi Bo Software Network Company" didn't require any learning because it wasn't at that level yet.
After Chen Hansheng got out of the car, he smiled and greeted the leaders, the hotel manager, and some reporters. At 7 o 'clock, everyone entered the restaurant and sat down.
Nutshell Electronics had more than 700 employees, and 40 tables were arranged. The number of employees was comparable to a listed company.
The "Four Gentlemen of Fast Broadcasting" — Wang Xing, Liu Wenju, Zhang Kedong, and Wu Ming — were sitting at a round table in the Network Department.
They had been "recruited" into the Nutshell for almost half a month, and here they finally felt the warmth of socialism.
There was meat and soup for every meal. The dormitory was also air-conditioned. When they took a walk after dinner, they would occasionally see beautiful ladies from the administrative and finance departments.
These days, they were really like gods!
"Old Wang, our current accommodations should be P5, right?"
Liu Wenju asked curiously as he ate the salt-and-pepper white prawns.
There was news that the Nutshell Electronics would undergo a restructuring next year, and the technical staff would be divided into different levels.
For example, P1 and P2 would be university graduates, while P4 and P5 would be engineers and senior engineers. Different levels had different salaries and benefits.
The people from the Guomi Research Institute were all P5 and above. The head of the Network Department, Huang Liqian, was said to be P9, and Li Xiaokai was P10.
"Old Wang, I think we should be P6."
Zhang Kedong smiled and said, "P6 seems to be the chief engineer. You can apply for project funding. Old Wang, work hard. Try to be P7, and we will be relying on you."
Wang Xing lowered his head and drank his soup. Actually, he always had a dream of starting his own business. But now, he had to admit that everything required talent. Starting a business was the same.
Chen Hansheng was still young, and he had already made Nutshell Electronics popular in Fengfeng. During the company's year-end party, Jianye's National Development and Reform Commission, Economic and Information Commission, City Government, and Jiangling District's leaders all came to attend.
"Since I'm not destined to start a business, I'll be the most cutting-edge researcher."
Thinking of this, Wang Xing threw the spoon into the bowl and said loudly, "What's the point of being P7? If I'm going to do it, I'm going to be P9."
Liu Wenju and the others were stunned for a moment, then clapped. "Brother Xing, you're awesome. P9 and above can get equity incentives. It doesn't matter how much you get. The key is that you can't embarrass our industry."
After the "Fast Broadcast Four Party" entered the Network Department, Huang Liqian immediately poured resources to support them. This had already caused the dissatisfaction of the other project teams.
Chen Hansheng allowed this kind of high-quality competition.
However, it was easy to brag, but difficult to implement. If Wang Xing could become P9, the registered users of Nutshell Fast Broadcast would have to reach at least 200 million before there was even a slight chance.
According to Wang Xing's estimation, he felt that it would take at least 15 years before he could become P9.
He definitely did not know that after the "Fast Broadcast" was born, it only took two and a half years for the number of users to exceed 300 million. At that time, there were only 600 million Chinese netizens.
This kind of impressive achievement had actually surpassed the number of QQ users.
… ….
Wang Xing and Liu Wenju's circle was just a small microcosm.
The Nutshell employees who attended the year-end party were more simple-minded. They did not want to listen to the management's speech at all. They were only looking forward to the cash lottery.
Those who were more thoughtful would seriously listen to the key words in Chen Hansheng's speech.
Things like "Nutshell ecological chain", "restructuring in progress", "throw away your illusions and prepare for competition". Although Chen Hansheng did not point out the specific things, they could feel that Nutshell Electronics would definitely make a big move next year.
Although the speech of the government leaders was also a long speech, the summary was very simple.
"Nutshell needs land, agree!"
"Nutshell needs policies, agree!"
"Nutshell needs support, agree!"
"Nutshell needs XX, agree!"
… ….
Just like that, the year-end party of Nutshell Electronics came to a successful end in the cash lottery.
Chen Hansheng also drank a lot tonight. Fortunately, he was not drunk. Besides, Wang Zibo was also next to him. After returning to the factory dormitory, he called Shen Youchu.
Listening to Chen Hansheng's sweet words after drinking, Wang Zibo thought that if he was as good as his childhood friend, he would not be called a "pig head" by Bian Shishi all the time.
However, what made him angry was that after Chen Hansheng called Shen Youchu, he actually talked with his junior, Luo Xuan, for a while.
"Son of a bitch, how can you connect so seamlessly?"
Wang Zibo couldn't help but spit.
He thought that this level was enough. Unexpectedly, after hanging up the phone with Luo Xuan, Chen Hansheng rolled on the sofa and said loudly with the smell of alcohol, "Zibo, I miss Little Yu'er so much. What do you think I should do?"
"Don't miss your head!"
Wang Zibo scolded angrily.
… ….
At noon the next day, Wang Zibo ran to Tianjing Mountain Residential Area and went shopping with little Aning. Chen Hansheng finished his work in the office and drove alone to Lukou Airport to pick up Luo Xuan.
Although they hadn't seen each other for half a year, Chen Hansheng recognized Luo Xuan at first glance, because she sent photos to him from time to time.
"Senior Chen!!!"
Luo Xuan's appearance didn't change. When she saw Chen Hansheng, she was even more excited. Dragging her small suitcase, she ran over quickly and bumped into Chen Hansheng's arms. She hugged him tightly and didn't want to let go.
"Okay, okay, there are so many people here."
Chen Hansheng held his sunglasses to prevent them from falling down. "Let's talk in the car first."
"Okay!"
Luo Xuan agreed crisply, but her body was like a plaster. She stuck to Chen Hansheng and couldn't be pulled away.
It wasn't easy for them to get in the car. In such an enclosed space, Luo Xuan was even more daring. When Chen Hansheng lowered his head to fasten his seat belt, she suddenly kissed him.
Chen Hansheng was shocked and tried to stop her.
"No, no, we can't do this."
"Hmm … hmm …"
"Don't bite my lips. You used to be like this."
"Damn it, the belt on your back is so hard to untie."
… ….
Chen Hansheng was mumbling and enjoying himself when Luo Xuan pushed Chen Hansheng away.
"What are you doing?"
Chen Hansheng didn't know what happened and looked at Luo Xuan who was angry for no reason.
"Senior Chen!"
Luo Xuan was not only angry, but also sad. "Why are you getting more and more skilled at kissing? How many times have you kissed Senior Shen and Senior Xiao in the past six months?"
"When we were in high school, it was me who liked you first. Why do they have to be one step ahead of me in everything?"
"Senior Chen, how far are you going to leave me before you are satisfied?"
… ….
(Begging for a monthly vote, there's still one chapter left tonight. It's probably past 12 o 'clock.)
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