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

Chapter 688 Countdown to the International Semiconductor Summit! The unspoken understanding among the bigwigs!

After getting off the plane, Wang Jingtao quickly met with the staff of Orange Construction at the airport.

"Manager Wang, hello! I'm Chen Yongxiang from the Human Resources Department of Orange Construction. I've come to pick you up. Welcome, welcome!"

Chen Yongxiang recognized Wang Jingtao at a glance, quickly waved the welcome sign he was holding, and went to greet him with a smile.

He graduated from the Foreign Languages ​​Department of Luzhou University and is fluent in both English and French. He joined Orange Construction through spring recruitment at the beginning of this year and currently holds two positions, being responsible for both recruitment and translation.

Chen Yongxiang had his own reasons for voluntarily applying to come to East Africa. He came from a poor family and couldn't afford a house or a car in China.

Not having a motorhome means you can't get a wife.

In addition, Orange Construction offered him a high salary of over 20,000 yuan per month, so he didn't hesitate and set off for Abyssinia.

As for the situation of the three-way conflict between the local Omoro armed forces, the Tireg armed forces, and the Central Command's regular army, to be honest, Chen Yongxiang was also apprehensive.

But as the old saying goes, "fortune favors the bold," and you can't get this level of salary if you go back to China.

"Hello."

As Wang Jingtao pushed his suitcase forward, he responded and secretly glanced at the surrounding passengers out of the corner of his eye.

One is fair-skinned, two are yellow-skinned, and seven are dark-skinned; the skin tones are very mixed.

"Manager Wang, let's go first. The company has arranged a bus. We have a holiday these two days, so we can rest and adjust to the culture and customs of Abyssinia. We'll officially start work on the 9th."

Chen Yongxiang led Wang Jingtao out of the airport and all the way to the parking lot.

A bright orange bus was parked not far away, with the "Orange Construction" logo clearly printed on the front, making it easily recognizable.

Wang Jingtao got into the car and realized that besides himself, there were more than twenty new employees who were about to start working on the company.

During the casual conversation, he learned that most of these people were colleagues from Orange Construction, as well as junior managers from textile and garment, building materials, and food processing plants.

When they were in China, their monthly salary was around 6,000 yuan. Now that they have changed their work environment, their starting salary has increased to 12,000 yuan per month. Moreover, the company provides meals and accommodation, which is a significant improvement in their benefits.

Wang Jingtao secretly calculated in his mind: his monthly income of 20,000 yuan was considered relatively high among this group of newcomers.

Once all the passengers had arrived, the driver started the car and headed towards Dumka, fifty kilometers away.

That area is an industrial zone jointly designated by Senlian Capital and the Omoro tribe. Once completed, it is expected to accommodate more than 400,000 workers.

The bus sped southeast along the A4 highway.

This highway is closed and in very good condition; it is one of the best and busiest highways in Abyssinia.

However, it is currently the rainy season, and visibility is low, so the car cannot go very fast. It took an hour to travel more than 50 kilometers and only half of the journey was completed.

At that moment, Wang Jingtao inadvertently noticed a checkpoint set up on the right side of the road, where passengers from more than a dozen buses were holding umbrellas and queuing up as if they were paying money.

To his surprise, the Orange Construction bus he was riding was allowed to pass without stopping at all.

"Hey bro, what are those people doing?"

Wang Jingtao couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

Chen Yongxiang was scrolling through Mimo with his head down when he heard the question. He glanced out the window and replied, "What else can we do? Pay up! Just think of it as 'protection money'."

"Then why..." Wang Jingtao was slightly taken aback, and was about to ask why their car didn't need to be handed over when Chen Yongxiang interrupted him.

"In Abyssinia, who would dare to accept money from Orange Construction?"

Chen Yongxiang interrupted Wang Jingtao before he could finish speaking.

Although Senlian Capital invested in the Omoro Armed Front, firstly, the Omoro Armed Front and the Omoro people are two different things.

The former can represent the Omoro tribe to a certain extent, but cannot fully represent the entire tribe.

Secondly, Senlian Capital has a very close partnership with the local central government.

On the surface, Senlian Capital is just a multinational investment company with an impartial stance and only concerned with interests.

Therefore, neither the Omoro nor the Hamra people were willing to offend them easily.

"Their central command doesn't care either?" Wang Jingtao asked, his face full of surprise.

"How do we manage them? These people only earn a few hundred yuan a month. If they don't make some extra money, they can't even support their wives and children."

Chen Yongxiang chuckled softly.

In essence, it is definitely illegal for inspectors to lead the way in stopping vehicles and demanding tolls.

From a micro perspective, this is also human nature; lower-level inspectors want their families to live more comfortably, so they have no choice but to actively seek money.

Those in power can only turn a blind eye!

If their source of income is truly cut off, no one can say for sure whether these people will turn their guns on them.

Orange Construction doesn't have to pay this fee because of its solid strength. The group has deployed thousands of armed Falcon security personnel in the most prosperous central and northern regions of Abyssinia.

With principles firmly in hand, who dares to ask for money?

It should be noted that the patrol officers' equipment is inferior to that of the staff at Fengjun Security.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jingtao breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the greater the company's power, the more secure its safety will be in East Africa.

About forty minutes later, the bus finally came to a slow stop.

Dumka was previously a traditional agricultural area, surrounded by villages, farmland, and livestock, and the surrounding area appeared rather desolate.

However, by 2014, the area had already begun to change significantly due to the development of the Senlian Industrial Park.

The number of shops in the city is gradually increasing, and the variety of consumer goods is becoming more and more abundant, from large furniture and home appliances to small hardware accessories.

Communication networks have also improved, and more and more people are using smartphones.

Young people from all over flocked to the area in search of job opportunities, resulting in a significant increase in the population compared to the past.

Around the industrial park, restaurants, shops and other supporting facilities are gradually emerging, and the area is becoming increasingly popular.

Looking out the car window, Wang Jingtao saw a vibrant scene in the distance.

"Attention everyone, we've arrived at our destination!"

Pointing to the construction area that was faintly visible ahead, Chen Yongxiang explained very skillfully: "After passing that guard post, you'll be in the industrial zone. There are employee dormitories, a canteen, and a small supermarket inside, which can meet your basic living needs."

Don't go out at night. Playing PUBG is fine, but safety comes first.

The dozens of people in the car burst out laughing in unison after hearing the last sentence.

The bus then drove straight into the industrial zone.

Two security personnel dressed in black training uniforms sat in the guard post, their sharp eyes scanning the vehicle.

One of them raised his hand to signal them to pass, the action was swift and decisive, without any further questioning.

Wang Jingtao peeked out and saw assault rifles and light machine guns in the guard post. His eyes widened in surprise.

He doesn't think these things are just props!

Only then did Wang Jingtao finally see the entire industrial zone clearly.

Rows of blue prefabricated houses stand neatly in rows, stretching into the distance along the main road. The slogan "Safety First, Quality Foremost" is painted in red on the exterior walls of the houses, standing out against the gray, rainy sky. Hundreds of meters away, several tower cranes stand tall, their orange safety lights flashing in the rain and mist, and the clanging of steel bars colliding can be faintly heard.

Immediately afterwards, everyone got off the bus.

Chen Yongxiang led Wang Jingtao ahead, walking briskly through the dormitory area: "Manager Wang, your dormitory is in Zone 3. You live in the same building as several other technical colleagues. It's a two-person room with a private bathroom and air conditioning."

Hot water is available 24 hours a day, but there are occasional power outages during the rainy season. The company has generators and energy storage grids, so power is usually restored within ten minutes.

Wang Jingtao remembered the two security guards at the entrance, so he lowered his voice and asked, "I saw that the security guards at the guard post were carrying guns. Are they security guards hired by the company?"

"I guess so. They're from Fengjun Security Company. It's said that Brother Sen is one of Fengjun's shareholders, but some people say he isn't. Nobody really knows the specifics."

Chen Yongxiang casually agreed.

The two walked forward through the puddles on the stone path in the dormitory area. The rain was denser than before, hitting the roof of the prefabricated house with a pattering sound.

"Are there many Chinese people here?" Wang Jingtao pressed.

"There are over 300 people in the Chengzi Construction alone, plus those in the catering and supermarket businesses. In the entire industrial park, there must be at least a thousand."

As they spoke, the two had already arrived in front of dormitory building number 3.

The building was recently completed, and the blue exterior walls still gleamed with the shine of fresh paint. Several boxes of unopened mattresses were piled up under the awning at the entrance of the building, with a handwritten notice next to them: "New employees, please register at the dormitory management office and get your keys first."

Chen Yongxiang accompanied Wang Jingtao to get the key and headed straight to the second floor.

the other side.

Leggi's attack on the northern region aroused the wrath and attention of the central command.

They couldn't understand why Legge, who had always presented himself as a "moderate," would suddenly launch an attack.

What alarmed them even more was the performance of the Omoro Armed Front in this operation. Not only was the speed extremely fast, but the offensive was also exceptionally fierce, completely exceeding everyone's expectations.

As the head of the central command and a representative of the interests of the Hamra people, Behannu immediately convened a high-level meeting to discuss how to deal with the offensive launched by the Omorro Armed Front.

Is it a choice to compromise and voluntarily relinquish some rights to quell the conflict, or to take a hard line and mobilize military forces to suppress it?
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The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Ali mooncake incident remained a hot topic.

Regarding this matter, netizens have completely opposite opinions.

Some people believe that it's just a matter of grabbing a few boxes of mooncakes, and there's no need to make a big deal out of it, let alone escalate it.

Others felt that the programmer's act of writing software specifically to snatch mooncakes in a flash sale infringed upon the fair rights of other colleagues and, according to regulations, should result in his dismissal.

The online discussion about this matter intensified, causing Ma Liyun great distress and annoyance.

With the group about to go public, a series of negative news stories have emerged at this crucial juncture. If things go wrong, it could negatively impact the stock price.

Ma Liyun frowned and pondered for a while, then immediately called the CEO of Weibo, instructing him to take measures as soon as possible to reduce the heat of this matter.

After explaining everything, he found Chen Yansen's phone number and dialed it.

The reason is simple: Senlian Capital controls online media channels such as Douyin, Kuaishou, Toutiao, and Xiaohongshu. Ultimately, how much the heat of this matter can be suppressed and how public opinion will go depends entirely on whether Chen Yansen is willing to give him face.

at the same time.

Bihu Yunxi, inside Villa No. 6.

Chen Yansen, dressed in a Sun Wukong cosplay outfit, looked at Ye Qiuping, who was wearing a light gauze dress, and scoffed, "You little devil, take this!"

Just as he was about to mount his horse, the cell phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.

Chen Yansen scanned the caller ID with his divine sense and was taken aback when he saw the caller ID.

It was Ma Liyun!
What does this guy want from me?
He began to have doubts.

Since the falling out between the two companies, although they have had public exchanges at the Financial Leaders Closed-Door Meeting and the Yanjing Internet Conference, they have never had a meal together alone in private.

But he didn't think much of it, dropped the golden cudgel, walked to the coffee table, picked up his phone, and pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to bother you, but I need your help with something."

On the other end of the phone, Ma Liyun got straight to the point and then explained his purpose.

Want to reduce the heat of the Ahri mooncake incident?
But what benefit does this bring to Senlian Capital?
Chen Yansen deliberately teased in a mocking tone, "Teacher Ma, if it were a personal scandal, I would definitely help you suppress it without hesitation. After all, apart from business competition, we still have a friendship."

The implication is that the mooncake incident is Ah Li's business, and he won't interfere.

Why do major platforms rarely expose the private lives of internet moguls?

In fact, netizens have exposed this before, but the platform usually deletes it immediately.

Even fiercely competitive rival companies rarely make a fuss about their competitors' private lives.

Ultimately, it's because everyone's hands are dirty.

If you use your private life to mess with others today, they can use the same methods to mess with you tomorrow.

This is almost an unspoken understanding among business tycoons.

Ma Liyun's face darkened, naturally understanding the subtext in Chen Yansen's words.

Private life is a bottom line, but the mooncake scandal was a mess that Ali himself created, and Senlian Capital has no reason to help him clean up the mess.

Helping is a favor, not helping is one's right!

Ma Liyun gave an awkward laugh, said a few perfunctory words, and then hurriedly hung up the phone.

Chen Yansen tossed his phone aside, not paying it any mind, and turned to Ye Qiuping with a grin, saying, "Hey, you little devil, I'm coming in."

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A day later, a Gulfstream G550 private jet took off from Luzhou Airport, made a brief stop at Yanjing Airport, and then flew to Northern Europe, heading towards Switzerland.

Chen Yansen holds the dual roles of World Young Leader and Co-Mentor of the Davos Economic Forum.

Upon landing, he received hundreds of invitations to cocktail parties and gatherings, demonstrating his influence in the international business community.

However, the situation of Ma Liyun, Wang Jianlin and others was much colder.

Ultimately, it's because Senlian Technology truly masters cutting-edge core technologies.

Not only can it independently develop chips and manufacture lithography machines, but it also holds the trump card of "deep blue batteries".

When you have the ability, you speak with confidence!
This made Chen Yansen a sought-after guest wherever he went.

Even the evening news in China was constantly broadcasting video footage of Chen Yansen attending various high-level closed-door meetings and having in-depth conversations with heads of central departments of various countries.

at the same time.

Business associations and the National Integrated Circuit Industry Investment Fund (Big Fund) are urgently preparing for the "2014 International Semiconductor Summit" at the Shanghai International Convention Center.

This is a conference that could reshape the status of China's semiconductor industry, and it has received unprecedented attention from the entire nation.

Meanwhile, European and American semiconductor giants also want to take this opportunity to work with China to redefine the distribution of profits.

(End of this chapter)