Cui Geng scanned it roughly. The agreement mainly stipulated some rights and obligations for the study class.
The website had to provide the authors with a basic salary, five insurances and one fund, working environment, accommodation, meals, and other conveniences. Not only was there a clear stipulation on the basic salary, insurance, and funds, but there was also a clear explanation on the standards of accommodation and meals.
Apart from that, there would be about ten hours a week, which was two afternoons, for organizing some group activities.
The only condition that the authors had to abide by was to completely obey the website's daily arrangements. Otherwise, the website could unconditionally terminate the contract and take back all the benefits promised.
There was also a detailed schedule for the study class.
What Cui Geng cared about was that the schedule stipulated that all authors had a clear work and rest time. They had to work at their desks from 9 AM to 6 PM every day. There would be an hour for lunch and rest in between.
Cui Geng was very satisfied with everything else except the work hours. He was a little hesitant.
As a no-show who only had two to three hours of effective work a day, he actually had to work eight hours a day at his desk?
That might be a little difficult.
He was very worried that the website would cancel all the benefits if he could not complete his work goals. Wouldn't that be very embarrassing?
Cui Geng raised his doubts. "Boss Ma, does this condition mean that we have to work eight hours a day? Are there any other requirements, such as writing four thousand words? "
Ma Yiqun shook his head. "There is no requirement for a word count.
"Writing is a creative activity. Every author might get stuck at times and not be able to write. That's why we do not have a hard and fast rule on the word count."
Cui Geng heaved a long sigh.
It was good that there was no requirement for a word count!
In any case, he could just surf the internet, slack, and do whatever he wanted. Eight hours a day would pass quickly.
The website provided food and accommodation. Periodically, they would also let everyone travel around Jingzhou to relax. They could also indulge in debauchery and bragging with other authors. All they had to pay was a different place to surf the internet.
For all he knew, the computers provided here might have better specifications than his own.
All in all, it was very worth it.
Cui Geng flipped through the agreement and did not find any loopholes. He signed his name in relief.
"Alright, I'll arrange for someone to bring you to your accommodation later.
"In order for everyone to have a quiet and leisurely environment, we have arranged for everyone to stay in a hotel in the suburbs. The place of work is a five-minute walk from the hotel."
"Don't worry. Although it's the outskirts of the city, the living conditions and other aspects are definitely not bad."
Ma Yiqun kept the agreement.
Cui Geng nodded. "No problem."
In any case, they were all rough men and did not have high requirements for living conditions. It didn't matter if they lived in a remote place. Most of the authors were homebodies and didn't want to go out, so it wasn't a problem.
…
…
January 14th, Friday.
At 8: 30 in the morning, Cui Geng's phone alarm rang and woke him up.
He instinctively turned off the alarm clock and went back to sleep.
"Brother Cui, it's almost time to get up. Last night, you told me to wake you up in the morning," a voice beside him said.
Cui Geng suddenly realized something. He opened his eyes and sat up.
Now he was not at home, but in a hotel!
Yesterday, he and some other authors had checked into the hotel arranged by the website.
The environment of the hotel was not bad. Although it was in the suburbs, it could be considered a relatively good three-star hotel. The room was spacious, clean, and tidy. It had all the necessities.
It was a two-person room. Cui Geng's roommate was a new author who was more than a year younger than him. He addressed Cui Geng as Brother Cui and was very respectful to him.
"I'll be ready in a minute!"
Cui Geng got up and brushed his teeth and face at lightning speed. Five minutes later, he was dressed and ready.
The two of them went to the hotel for breakfast and went to the nearby workplace together.
Yesterday afternoon and night, all the authors from the study class had arrived one after another. Not a single one was missing.
They were all authors from Zhongdian Chinese Network. Basically, they had heard about each other and exchanged pleasantries.
Zhu Xingan had also arrived. He brought everyone to the workplace where they usually wrote.
The website had prepared a work location for him in an office building nearby. He had rented a relatively spacious room with neat rows of work desks.
There was a mechanical keyboard, a large monitor, and a pen and notebook on the spacious office desk. It was probably for the convenience of some authors to organize their thoughts.
Apart from that, there was a long conference table in the room. There was a snack area next to it. Apart from all kinds of snacks, there was also a capsule coffee machine.
All in all, compared to ordinary companies, the conditions were considered quite generous.
Zhu Xingan watched as everyone found their seats.
"Alright, it's almost time. Everyone can rest at your desks, have a cup of coffee, and start thinking.
"My workstation is right next to the door. If you have any questions during the writing process, you can come and ask me directly."
"In addition, there will be a ten-minute break every hour. At that time, the bell will ring. Everyone, stand up and move around. Look out the window to relieve your fatigue."
Cui Geng deliberately found a desk in the corner, farthest from Zhu Xingan.
This place could form a perfect blind spot so that Zhu Xingan could not see what he was doing.
All in all, as long as he slacked off for eight hours and took two or three hours in between to write something, he would be able to get by.
Cui Geng pressed the computer's power button and gently tapped on the keyboard. There was a crisp "da da" sound that was very pleasing to the ear.
The quality of the monitor was also not bad. The resolution was very high, and it seemed to have been adjusted to anti-blue light mode. It looked very soft, and compared to ordinary monitors, it was less harmful to the eyes.
The height of the desk was standard, and the height of the chair and the monitor could be adjusted at will.
The ergonomic chair was very comfortable to sit in. The backrest perfectly fit the curve of the back, and the armrest was roughly level with the desk. The elbow was bent at 90 degrees, and the forearm could be placed on the armrest. The palm was placed on the palm of the keyboard, and typing was very comfortable and effortless.
As for the mouse and headphones, although they did not have much to do with writing, they were also very good accessories. They were better than the accessories Cui Geng used at home.
The computer's configuration was not clear, but there was a very cool logo on it. It seemed to be the letters "ROF".
Since it was a desktop computer, it must have a passable display, right? It should not be a problem to play large-scale games.
Even if he could not play games, wouldn't it be nice to watch dramas on the big screen?
"Pitter-patter …"
The crisp sound of typing could be heard in the room.
Soon, the typing sound spread quickly, and it became a sea of mechanical keyboards.
If there was only one person in a quiet room using a mechanical keyboard, especially a Green Axis mechanical keyboard, it would be like smoking indoors, and others would not be able to concentrate on their work.
However, if everyone in the room was typing at high intensity on a mechanical keyboard, it would be equivalent to a group of smokers gathering together to smoke. There would be no problem of disturbing each other at all. Instead, it would form a unique atmosphere that would make everyone enjoy it.
However, for Cui Geng, who only wanted to slack off, this kind of sound was a little troublesome.
"Damn, I've only sat down for less than a minute, and I'm already inspired? Is he even human? "
"Forget it, forget it. Think on the bright side. With so many typing sounds, I won't be discovered even if I slack off."
"This is a headset, and the soundproofing should be good."
"Anyway, let's take a look at the computer's configuration first …"
"F * ck???"
The computer's configuration was obviously good, and it booted up very quickly.
Cui Geng sat in the innermost seat, and he first went to get some snacks and coffee before booting up, so he was a little slower than the others.
After booting up, Cui Geng originally planned to look at the computer's configuration and internet speed before deciding which game to download, or simply watch a show.
However, just as he booted up, before he could even move the mouse, he saw the writing software on the computer automatically open up with a full-screen display, entering a locked state.
Cui Geng: "???"
He was a little dizzy, and subconsciously pressed Alt + F4, but there was no response.
He then pressed Ctrl + Alt + Delete, but there was still no response!
This kind of writing software had a similar little black room function. After it was turned on, until a certain number of words was completed, or until the countdown ended, the computer could not do anything but write!
The setting of this computer was even more extreme. After booting up, the writing software would automatically open, and it would continue to open even after shutting down and restarting. There was no target number of words, and there was no time limit. In other words, unless a technician came over, there was no way to cancel the little black room state!
Of course, this kind of website would usually leave a Qiandu interface for the authors to search for information, but it was only limited to searching for information. It could not even play a video.
Cui Geng seemed to understand why some authors could get into the mood so quickly.
If they did not write, they could not do anything else!
Cui Geng wanted to vomit blood. Such a big screen, such a high-end computer, but it could only be used to write. That was such a waste!
He gave up after trying a few times. That was because he knew that if he could think of these methods, the writing software's programmers would have thought of them as well. They would definitely block all paths.
Once the little black room was opened, he could not think of those crooked ways anymore.
All around him was the sound of typing on the mechanical keyboard, but Cui Geng felt like a prisoner who had just been sentenced to life in prison. His heart turned cold.
Cui Geng's brain was working quickly, thinking about the current situation.
Suddenly, he thought of a good idea.
"Chief editor! I have a plot that needs to be watched from a certain movie! What should I do? "
Cui Geng could not help but feel proud of himself. What a proper reason!
As a web author, it was reasonable to often need to draw inspiration from movies and games, right?
Many content needed to be written while looking at the scenes in the movie, and some content needed to be written by playing a certain game in person.
However, this computer could only search for the most basic information, and it could not meet the requirements in this regard.
Therefore, it was reasonable to make such a request at this time, right? It could also be considered as thinking of the other authors, right?
Cui Geng did not have any more excessive requests. As long as his computer could play videos normally, he would be satisfied if he could catch up on a drama or watch a movie!
Zhu Xingan pushed up his glasses, as if he was already prepared for this. He pointed to an empty computer beside him. "If you need inspiration, you can use this computer."
Cui Geng: "…"
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