I can become stronger by paying salaries. I have one billion employees!

Chapter 488 Another 200 million donated! Mom, your son has made something of himself! See you on the 7 PM news tonight!
DeepBlue Technology's No. 2 factory completed its construction, production line setup, and personnel recruitment in less than four months, from late June to mid-October.

Originally scheduled to start production on October 14, Chen Yansen did not intend to attend the production launch ceremony, but Yuan Ruili's phone call forced him to change his mind.

Li Qingsong came to visit in person; it would be too arrogant for him not to show up.

The other party's request for a tour is likely an attempt to add another layer of protection to Deep Blue Battery, preventing any fools from causing trouble.

Of course, the chances of this happening are very small.

Yuan Ruili is no pushover!
The astonishing construction speed of Factory No. 2 alone demonstrates that DeepBlue Technology has already received full support from Shenzhen.

Anyone who dares to touch DeepBlue Technology is tantamount to making an enemy of the entire city of Shenzhen.

Moreover, three Nobel Prize in Chemistry nominees live and work in Shenzhen, and Yuan Ruili is trying his best to keep Zeng Jiwen and others here.

No matter where you're from, once you come to Shenzhen, you're a Shenzhen local.

Once Zeng Jiwen and the other two move their household registration to Shenzhen, wouldn't Shenzhen then have three Nobel Prize winners in Chemistry?
With such a prestigious brand, how could we not attract a large number of outstanding R&D personnel?

Chen Yansen hung up the phone, sent a message to Song Yuncheng, and then pushed open the door and walked out.

Upon receiving the notification, Meng Yun immediately instructed Huang Boxiang to prepare the car, while the airport also needed to conduct inspections on the Gulfstream 550.

Security personnel in both the virtual city and Shenzhen quickly coordinated and urgently drafted a travel safety plan for Chen Yansen.

Unfortunately, as his wealth and status continue to rise, no one can guarantee that a second Cheung Tze-keung won't emerge.

The boss's safety is naturally the top priority.

"You stay in Xucheng, you don't need to come with me to Shencheng," Chen Yansen instructed Meng Yun as he walked out.

“Yes, boss,” Meng Yun replied.

During her time working at Orange Technology, she gained a certain understanding of Chen Yansen. Although her boss was young, he was exceptionally intelligent, had an excellent memory, and was outstanding in his business skills.

None of the problems she had worried about ever happened.

However, although she doesn't have to accompany people on business trips, her daily work is not easy.

After all, she is a work assistant, not a personal assistant. She needs to learn and master the project's operations and industry trends.

Otherwise, if you can't understand the terms others use during a meeting, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

Chen Yansen entered the elevator and went straight to the second basement level. He then got into the back seat of the car and asked Lao Huang to drive back to the Delta Villa District.

"By the way, what university does your niece go to?" Chen Yansen leaned back and asked casually.

"Boss, it's Luzhou Normal University, majoring in International Trade," Huang Boxiang replied with a smile.

Chen Yansen frowned slightly and shook his head.

The full name of International Economics and Trade is International Trade. This major is on par with the four most notorious "dead-end" majors: Biology, Chemistry, Environmental Science, and Materials Science. It is even comparable to Journalism.

Finding a job is quite difficult. You can't compete with a Business English major for a foreign company, you can't compete with an E-commerce major for a job in the internet industry, and you can't compete with a Chinese Language and Literature major for a job in the civil service exam.

In addition, the textbook content is outdated. By the time Huang Boxiang's niece graduates, the e-commerce and foreign trade industries will probably have already switched to the era of live-streaming sales. The "introduction" and "general theory" taught by teachers in class will be completely useless in job interviews and will not add any points.

"Boss, is there a problem with this professionalism?" Huang Boxiang asked immediately upon seeing this.

This is his own niece, not his cousin.

“Finding a job will be difficult, but that’s okay. Once the company moves to Luzhou, we’ll arrange an internship for her to gain experience for three or four years,” Chen Yansen said casually.

With just one sentence, he could easily change the life trajectory of Huang Boxiang's niece.

Old Huang may look simple and honest, but he's not stupid. He instantly understood the boss's unspoken message and quickly thanked him gratefully, saying, "Thank you, boss!"

Chen Yansen smiled faintly, signaling him to concentrate on driving.

Giving subordinates small favors now and then is also a way to win their hearts.

For Chen Yansen, it was merely a part-time job he had to give up.

Old Huang stared ahead, his eyes red-rimmed, his mind filled with thoughts of repaying Chen Yansen.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he realized that Chen Yansen had no shortage of money, women, connections, or social status.

Huang Boxiang thought and thought, but couldn't think of any way he could help his boss. With a slight sigh, he could only drive the car well and do his duty first.

The car sped along Xucheng Avenue and soon stopped in front of Villa No. 108.

Chen Yansen got out of the car, walked through the garden, went up the stairs to the dressing room on the third floor, grabbed a few sets of clothes, and went straight downstairs back to the car, asking Lao Huang to drive to the nearest Guanyin Airport.

About forty minutes later, Chen Yansen arrived at the airport and boarded his private plane.

He had only been sitting on the sofa for a few minutes when he saw Song Yuncheng jogging over with a suitcase.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, glistening in the evening glow.

As Song Yuncheng entered the cabin, Chen Yansen handed her a bottle of mineral water and then joked, "There's no rush, what's the hurry?"

"I don't like keeping you waiting."

Song Yuncheng took the water, unscrewed the cap, took a big gulp, and grinned as he answered.

But in her heart she was thinking, "Last time I made you wait a few minutes longer, and now you're making me wait half an hour? You two-faced bastard."

Chen Yansen smiled and returned to his seat.

Before long, the plane began to accelerate and climb, heading towards Shenzhen.

at the same time.

The staff from Senlian Capital, arranged by Chen Yansen, also rushed to Chun Shen. Under the leadership of Tang Lixin and the local education association, they summoned the school leaders of Chun Shen Experimental Primary School, No. 3 Middle School, and No. 2 Middle School.

In short, Chen Yansen will donate libraries, teaching buildings, and computer labs, as well as scholarships ranging from 3000 million to 5000 million yuan, to the primary, middle, and high schools he attended, in the names of Orange Technology, Pinbei Mall, and Yunsu Express.

A total of 2 million yuan in funds!
This amount might not seem like much in first- or second-tier cities, but Chun Shen is just a small county town, so this 2 million yuan was a huge surprise to the three school principals. They never imagined that one of their students would become the world's richest person.

Few businessmen do charity purely out of kindness, and Chen Yansen is no exception. He simply wants to reduce taxes and gain a good reputation.

the other side.

Two hours later, Chen Yansen arrived at Shenzhen Airport.

As soon as he got off the plane, Cao Dahua came to greet him. Several executives from Orange Mobile Phone Factory and Deep Blue Battery stood beside him, and more than a dozen security personnel were on standby outside.

"Boss!" Cao Dahua leaned forward slightly and took the lead in greeting.

"Boss!" the remaining executives and security personnel echoed.

This scene was so grand that it attracted the attention of nearby passengers, who immediately recognized Chen Yansen from afar.

"Old Cao, you've lost a lot of weight."

Chen Yansen, looking calm, raised his hand and patted Cao Dahua's stomach as he spoke.

"Boss, I'll definitely listen to what you say. No matter what, I represent the image of Orange Mobile Phone Factory, and I can't let you down," Cao Dahua said with a chuckle.

"Boss," Zeng Jiwen stepped forward and greeted respectfully.

Currently, Cao Dahua is mainly in charge of the daily management of DeepBlue Technology, while Zeng Jiwen focuses on the research and development of the laboratory.

Chen Yansen nodded and walked towards the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz van parked to the side, with Song Yuncheng following closely behind.

Cao Dahua and the others then got into the car.

A group of more than a dozen vehicles headed towards the Orange Mobile Phone Factory.

Passengers at the airport couldn't resist their curiosity and secretly took a few photos. Although Chen Yansen was protected by security personnel, he was so tall that he could still be recognized at a glance through the crowd.

Some people posted the photos on Weibo, others on Toutiao, and still others even filmed videos and posted them on Douyin.

In less than half an hour, Douyin users in Shenzhen learned that Chen Yansen had come to Shenzhen.

Upon learning the news, Ma Wenteng immediately called Chen Yansen and asked him to meet him at Caixin Mansion that evening.

After a moment's thought, Chen Yansen declined Little Ma's invitation and rescheduled the dinner for tomorrow night.

Since he rarely comes to Shenzhen, he naturally wants to have a meal with the executives of Orange Mobile and DeepBlue Technology and chat with everyone.

With his mental strength, he can more accurately judge whether a person is reliable when communicating face-to-face.

Even with Cao Dahua and Zuo Hongyu, he had to test them again.

Human hearts are fickle; there is no absolute loyalty, only insufficient value.

He can tolerate minor flaws; after all, no one is perfect, nothing is flawless, and water that is too clear has no fish.

However, if greed goes too far, Chen Yansen will never be soft-hearted when it comes to taking action.

In the past three years, the number of employees sent in by Senlian Capital's internal control department has been at least eighty to one hundred.

He never overestimates the limits of human nature.

A little kindness is appreciated, but too much kindness breeds resentment. Even though he provides social security for delivery drivers, food delivery workers, and operators, and gives them quarterly bonuses, he knows in his heart that many are dissatisfied and might be cursing him behind his back.

Of course, such employees are ultimately a very small minority.

Chen Yansen had just finished talking to Ma Wenteng and hung up the phone when Wang Tao from DJI called, followed by Chen Xiangyu from iDreamSky, Wang Chuanfu from BYD, Shi Yuzhu from Giant Interactive, and Wang Wei from SF Express...

Everyone implied that they wanted to invite him to dinner.

That's how business circles work in China. Once you have money and resources, everyone will fawn over you.

Chen Yansen couldn't refuse all of them, so he asked Cao Dahua to arrange a small exchange meeting, just like when he went to Luzhou last time, to bring everyone together and facilitate discussions on cooperation.

He dedicated the evening to senior executives from Orange Mobile and DeepBlue Technology, starting with Cao Dahua and ending with DeepBlue Technology's purchasing director.

He would set aside a few minutes to chat with each person.

The evening's drinking party didn't end until 10:30 pm.

Chen Yansen returned to the hotel by car, took out a pair of white stockings with lace trim from his suitcase, and then went into the bedroom.

The local factory owners in Shenzhen, though they hated Chen Yansen to the core, often used phrases like "get rid of Chen Yansen" and "run that bastard to death" as their catchphrases.

But when Chen Yansen actually came to Shenzhen, they didn't utter a single word.

Because Li Qingsong also arrived in Shenzhen at 8 p.m., all the patrol officers in the city were on high alert and on guard.

Jumping out at this point is tantamount to courting death.

The next morning, as soon as Chen Yansen's car arrived at the gate of Factory No. 2, he sensed that something was wrong.

The area was surrounded by inspectors, as well as a dozen or so people dressed as reporters, some carrying cameras, others with cameras hanging around their necks. The cars parked to the side even had CCTV logos printed on them.

After Chen Yansen got out of the car, he waited outside for more than ten minutes before he saw a black Hongqi sedan slowly drive up. On the left front of the car, there was a miniature national flag.

There is a minivan in front and one in back.

Behind the van followed an older Audi A6 and a platinum Coaster.

Cao Dahua, Zeng Jiwen and others were excited. They had been in the business all their lives and had never met such a big shot as Li Qingsong.

"Mom, your son has made something of himself. Even if you can't see me on the 7 PM news tonight, you'll definitely see me on the noon news tomorrow at 12 PM."

Cao Dahua stood up straight, his meticulously styled slicked-back hair making him look exceptionally energetic, and he was happily making plans in his mind.

　Godfathers, Chapter 3 will be updated later.
　　
　
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