I was reborn without dreams

Chapter 139 Boss Fang's Rage and Reflection

"Boss, Li Jingwu wants to see you."

"I'm still in a meeting in Shazhou. We'll talk about it when I get back to Jiangning."

"Row."

Fang Daqiao, who was about to board the plane, greeted Zhang Da'an in advance, and then said to Li Jingwu, who looked very conflicted, "Don't have too many unnecessary expectations about the boss. To put it bluntly, it's best not to have too much contact with the boss."

"Huh? Why?"

What do you think of his style on his personal blog?

"A complete beast."

“Very good! I’m glad you have this basic understanding. But…”

Fang Daqiao didn't care about the rumors about the boss at all. He patted Li Jingwu on the shoulder and said, "Offline, in reality, the boss is worse than he is on the internet."

"What the hell?"

"Take it slow and get used to it. Everyone goes through this. By the way, there's someone you should watch out for. His name is Guan Changsheng, the general manager of 'Zhang An Health.' He's the boss's dog. If you have to deal with him, be as polite as you can. That bastard is a master at sowing discord among people, comparable to Wei Zhongxian. As for the boss, he thoroughly enjoys the thrill of being a tyrant."

"..."

"I won't go into more detail, you'll figure it out yourself later. Eating at the boss's place is lavish, but it always feels like you're having a feast in the toilet."

"..."

Fang Daqiao, who had a dream, led Li Jingwu's team, who were also pursuing their dreams, south to Jiangning. Several internet companies that wanted to "hijack" Li Jingwu felt it was a bit of a pity, but not that much of a pity.

Many people are unaware that "Legend" was in the works at this time, and Zhang Da'an did not actually give Fang Daqiao much time, but the illustrator had prepared a lot of material.

All the studios in Taihu City and Chongzhou City that do OEM work for Japanese games and comics have been contacted by the newly established Labor Development Division of "Zhang An Industry".

It's not a personnel department or a human resources department. This business unit is personally controlled by Zhang Da'an, and a suitable candidate has not yet been found to take charge of the "Labor Development Business Unit".

This is because a portion of "Zhang An Education's" vocational skills training business was separated from this department to cultivate and supply talent to the "product development team".

For example, if Fang Daqiao wants to develop a game and Li Jingwu wants to make a Chinese-style online game, then the "Labor Development Division" will need to poach talent from outside while also discovering and cultivating talent internally.

All employees in all of Zhang Da'an's companies are under investigation. If they have the talent, they will be internally recruited and thoroughly restructured to meet the needs of the "product development team".

Some of them originally worked in architectural design and spent a lot of time working with CAD. Now they've switched to game architectural design, and their daily work consists of creating drawings and then accumulating them into assets, which are then stored in the company's asset library.

Generally, a general worldview is given, and then people are free to develop their own ideas. The workload is considerable, and the amount of work involved is not to be underestimated.

Now that we've brought in Li Jingwu, with the art team and aesthetics team lacking resources, there are two paths: the art team can directly poach artists who only earn a few hundred yuan a month.

Many studios in Chongzhou and Taihu are no different from sweatshops, except that the artists and illustrators are slightly more respectable than those on assembly lines.

But it's only a tiny bit.

Even comic studios that claim to "love comics" have owners who are not much better than Huang Shiren. Almost as soon as Zhang Da'an sent someone to make contact, all the artists and illustrators ran away.

Those who manage to stay are usually relatives of the studio owner or shareholders, who are too embarrassed to refuse.

Zhang Da'an's 18-month goal for the "Labor Development Division" was to establish a "team of 1,000 illustrators," with a basic salary expenditure of about 25 million yuan per year.

Burn for ten years.

Fang Daqiao was unaware of this matter. When he found out, the 47-year-old threw a tantrum in his office, yelling and shouting. Then he rushed to the company gym, stuck the boss's handsome "three-time champion" promotional photo on the punching bag, and started blasting it.

You can't win in a one-on-one fight.

Will it win?
We can't win by even a little bit.

The boss is already this big and this physique, but he's still growing...

"Damn it, all he does is mess around! Mess around! Mess around!"

Bang!Bang!Bang!
The punches pounded the sandbag with loud thuds, and the passing programmers looked at each other in bewilderment, none of them knowing what was happening.

"What's wrong with Mr. Fang? Why is he so angry?"

"Didn't you just come back from Beijing yesterday? You were fine when you came to the company just now, and then suddenly this happened..."

"I reckon it's the boss again."

"Didn't the boss go to Jinan?"

"I got back early. I even went to 'Zhang An Health' to give out red envelopes yesterday. Boss Guan personally laid out a red carpet at the door and knelt down to greet me..."

"No... I'm really kneeling."

"The boss reached out to help him up, but he was probably really kneeling." "Holy crap, Boss Guan is awesome."

"Well, what do you think? I heard from Old Lu in the North District that a few years ago someone messed with Boss Guan, and the boss helped him get revenge. Several people were sentenced to prison, and Boss Guan even went around giving out wedding candy to celebrate. Recently, I heard that the boss set up a 'Labor Force Development Division,' and Boss Guan is taking on the role of deputy director."

Is this the new human resources department?

"No, no, it's not that simple. Anyway, it's a pretty strange department..."

Just as they were about to continue gossiping, Fang Daqiao, having vented his frustrations at the gym, burst out of the door and yelled, "Are you all so free? Have you done your online promotions? Have you finished your own tasks?! Get back to work—"

The programmers scattered like birds and beasts, sticking their tongues out at their workstations before quickly getting back to their tasks.

However, during lunch in the cafeteria, I overheard someone from the marketing department of "Zhang An Health" telling me something they had heard in Taihu City.

"Really? A 'team of a thousand artists'?"

"I heard about it too. I was doing door-to-door marketing near the school at the time. I happened to overhear a few comic artists talking about this. I didn't pay much attention at first, but they mentioned the boss's name and were hesitant about whether it was reliable, so I chatted with them. It really sounded like the boss's style. He pays a basic salary and also works on a piece-rate basis. The basic salary is around a thousand yuan, and our boss always provides meals and accommodation. This sounds like a good opportunity, doesn't it?"

"You can't hire a top-notch artist for a thousand or eight hundred. Professional artists abroad must cost hundreds of thousands a year, right?"

"What does the boss need so many artists for?"

"The boss made us develop a 'Xiaobai Input Method' that's free, who knows what he was thinking."

"By the way, how exactly does the development team behind 'Xiaobai Input Method' make a profit?"

"Who knows? Don't ask me..."

After finishing lunch, Fang Daqiao finally calmed down.

There's nothing I can do; today's lunch was extremely lavish again. I don't know whether to say the boss is incredibly resourceful or has some connections, but the cafeteria is set up like a hotel, with a dedicated buffet area.

In addition to the usual meats, there is also seafood here.

There is a huge variety of seafood, including not only the usual chilled seafood products, but also some fresh seafood delivered to Jiangning that day.

It is said that the boats were chartered from Waisha City and Gaodong City. I don't know if it's true or not, but it's probably true.

As for more, that would be fruit. Fang Daqiao has personally witnessed the strength of this business. The owner's hometown, Wuxing Village, is now full of fruit trees, including the southernmost cherry orchard in the country, which is grown in fully enclosed greenhouses.

Cherries are most vulnerable to rain, but Shazhou City has abundant rainfall, with rain possible all year round. Zhang Da'an had them imported directly from Ukraine, allowing cherries to grow in areas that don't normally produce them, and the yield wasn't too low.

The only downside is that it's not very sweet; it's good for nothing but looking nice, and its sugar content is not as high as the Russian varieties introduced on a pilot program in Liaoning Province.

But when used to fool employees, the effect is absolutely amazing.

After calming down, Fang Daqiao once again entered a reflective mode, which had become a habit.

If something seems unreasonable, or even a little brainless, but it's the boss's decision, then the boss must be farsighted, and it's the boss who's a little brainless!

In this respect, Fang Daqiao has been trying to learn from Guan Changsheng, who is a complete sycophant, without any morals or even a bottom line.

However, it would be inaccurate to call him a treacherous minister, a sycophant, or a villain. Within the entire "Zhang An Industry" consortium, only "Zhang An Health" has the strictest system and discipline.

The sales team, which is usually the easiest to skim off, actually has a risk zone designed by Guan Changsheng. If they go too far, they will be fired without any mercy.

Normally, this would bring down the sales team, but that's not actually the case. The reason is simple: Guan Changsheng ensured that bonuses and commissions were paid to the frontline sales staff immediately and in full.

This is something that no marketing-focused company can achieve today.

If you're not a manager or shareholder, the money that frontline salespeople are rightfully entitled to receive is always deducted for various strange reasons; this is already considered a relatively good situation. Usually, it's commonplace for someone to be a little less ethical and divert the sales performance of frontline salespeople to a leader or their subordinates.

However, both of these still fall under the category of "having a conscience".

What's even more outrageous is that the boss himself is a heartless person, holding back all commissions until a year later, and if you fire someone before that year is up, you don't have to pay a single penny.

Compared to those inhumane individuals, the frontline sales team of "Zhang An Health" has no members who have particularly ulterior motives, and none of them have actually caused a collective resignation.

Guan Changsheng used a combination of kindness and severity, and his subordinates were satisfied. This year, some sales team members were arrogant and thought it was unreasonable for the R&D team to have a bonus pool. As soon as the noise started, Guan Changsheng suppressed it.

The underlying logic is simple: Guan Changsheng always considered himself the boss's dog, and as a dog, he had to do his job well.

He needs to be able to clearly distinguish, understand, and learn what is helpful to the boss and what is harmful to the boss.

He's already the CEO of a large company, yet he still works hard every day to learn new technologies and knowledge. What's his goal?
Isn't it just to be a good dog so that the newcomer won't take his place?

He not only thinks this behind closed doors, but also says it in public.

And there's a famous saying that Fang Daqiao still finds utterly absurd and shocking: People used to say, "Wolves travel a thousand miles to eat meat, dogs travel a thousand miles to eat shit." I think that's pure nonsense. I'm a dog too, how come I get to eat meat? Those wolves, let alone meat, they can't even get to eat shit.

That's incredibly awesome!
(End of this chapter)