Chapter 262 A Wonderful Christmas for All (Part ) Chen Zhuo didn't know yet that Song Shiwei was going to give him a peace apple. His next two classes were "Microeconomics" taught by Shao Hong, the same professor who had granted Chen Zhuo special permission to skip classes. Although Chen Zhe had this right before, he still went to the classroom on time. Today he was in a hurry to meet with new employees, so he asked for leave. When Professor Shao heard Chen's request for leave, he said nonchalantly while organizing the class PPT: "I have already approved it. You don't need to tell me next time you ask for leave. How many new employees have joined your company this time?" "6." Chen replied. "There are probably about ten people in total." Shao Hong nodded and said encouragingly: "I hope that by the time you finish your undergraduate course, the company will have more than 200 employees." This is a beautiful expectation. A company that can employ 200 people must have an asset scale of tens of millions. "Thank you Professor Shao for your affirmation." Chen smiled and replied gently: "Even if I can only support 20 people in the end, I think it's amazing."
Professor Shao Hong was quite surprised. Logically speaking, college students like Chen Zhe who started their own businesses while still in school would have high aspirations and envision starting the business in one year and listing it in two years. However, they had no idea of the market risks. If you encounter a little setback, it is easy to lose all your previous efforts due to insufficient preparation. Chen Zhuo's mentality is relatively rare, but it is a good thing, which shows that Chen Zhuo has not "floated" so far and is still walking steadily on the steady entrepreneurial road. …… After Chen Zhuo took a leave and came to the Technology Valley, he saw several strangers in the office from afar. They had been arranged to sit at their workstations, and Zhang Guangfeng was running around greeting them and introducing some things about the company. Today is Monday, and senior Fang Qing and her classmates all have classes they cannot skip, so only Zhang Guangfeng, Xia Huilan and Lao Zeng are in the office. The classes on Monday morning are all quite important and there is no chance for marginal professors like Zeng Kun to attend them. Of course, Zeng doesn’t mind it now as his focus is now entirely on Tracing Technology. Not only are you respected by everyone here, but the office environment is also much more comfortable. When Zhang Guangfeng saw Chen Zhuo coming over, he quickly said to the six new employees, "The person who just came out to talk to you is Professor Zeng Kun, the general manager, and this is Mr. Chen Zhuo, the founder of our company." Because Chen negotiated the TV advertising deal all by himself, Zhang Guangfeng now admires this young boss very much. It's not the superficial fawning within the system, but a genuine admiration from the bottom of his heart. The six "newcomers" all stood up to say hello, including my cousin Mao Xintong. She followed the previous instructions and pretended not to know Chen. The two people have different surnames, and because Mao Xintong is a little chubby, there is no apparent similarity between them, so no one noticed that they are related. "Professor Zeng just came out to chat for a while, and then he went back to his work. I stayed with these new colleagues to chat." Zhang Guangfeng reported with his body half bent and a smile on his face. Chen nodded to show that he understood. Lao Zeng was a pure technical engineer, so it would be a bit difficult for him to go out for social events. Of course, Zhang Guangfeng is also good. He can take the initiative to help greet new colleagues, which is actually beyond his job responsibilities. Mao Xintong was a little surprised. Zhang Guangfeng looked to be around 28 or 29 years old. Why was he so respectful to his little cousin?
Is it because my cousin is the founder of the company, or is it because they are giving face to my aunt and uncle? Sister Mao was a little unsure and muttered to herself, "Wouldn't it be a bit embarrassing to be humble to someone ten years younger than me?" "Hello everyone, my name is Chen Zhe. I believe that you must have heard of the company and my name before you came here..." Chen Zhuoxian gave a speech. The six "newcomers" listened attentively. They were like students who had just transferred to a new school, listening carefully to the lecture from their head teacher. Originally, we shouldn't have this feeling, because Chen Zhe looked too young. But Zhang Guangfeng, who had been so imposing just now, now looked so obedient that everyone couldn't help but listen in silence. In fact, Chen had never met the other five people before. After he finished speaking, he asked the new employees to briefly introduce themselves. A lady in her thirties, who was quiet but a little serious, and probably the oldest, spoke first: "My name is Yao Lan. I have been a substitute teacher for more than ten years and have not been able to get a permanent job. I only get 1500 yuan a month, and I dare not go to a big hospital when my child is sick. Sister Mao said there is a job with a good income, so I came here to try it." Next was a man named “Xiang Qing”, who was about 25 or 26 years old. He seemed to have just retired from the army and started driving for a leader. Later, it was said that he accidentally angered the leader’s wife, so he was directly sent to the unit to work as a security guard. I don’t know how Mr. Chen noticed me and recommended me to you. Although Chen Zhuo is not particularly interested in these past events, it is interesting that, except for his cousin, the others are basically within the system or "peripherals" of the system. There are substitute teachers who cannot be hired as regular employees, former drivers of leaders, and "Lü Fan, Feng Zhuolin, and Huo Qiaoling," three laid-off employees of state-owned enterprises, two men and one woman, all around 25 or 26 years old. Strictly speaking, Mao Xintong can also be considered a state-owned enterprise, as local department stores are controlled by the government, which is why it went bankrupt so quickly. This is the result of asking parents for recommendations. The nature of their work probably also limits the circle of people they can know. Chen Zhuo knew their names and approximate identities, and chatted with them for a while. If nothing unexpected happened, these should be the last batch of customer service staff whose names Chen Zhuo knew. In the future, as the company expands in size and becomes more famous, it will definitely conduct social recruitment. By then, Chen Zhuo will probably not recognize this level of employees. Therefore, almost everyone whose name can be remembered now can be collectively called a “veteran”. Of course, there are differences in closeness and distance among the veterans. After a while, Chen Zhuo came to Zeng Kun's office. Old Zeng had made tea. He handed a cup to Chen Zhuo first, and then filled it up for himself comfortably. Looking at the steaming tea, wisps of it float in the air, the fragrance is tangy in the mist. Chen smiled and said, Lao Zeng is having a really good life now. But these are what he deserves. Without Professor Zeng, not only would the framework of the learning network not be established, but many technical problems would also not be solved. Moreover, when it is necessary to attract more talented people to join the team later, Lao Zeng's presence will be a valuable asset. Chen Zhuo took two sips of tea and said, "Professor Zeng, I want to discuss something with you." "You said." Zeng Kun put down his teacup, straightened his back and listened. "I plan to set up a customer service training department and let Zhang Guangfeng be the director." Chen Zhuo said, "From now on, all new employees will receive unified speech training." Zeng Kun was stunned for a moment. He thought it was something very important, so he said in a confused manner, "Then let him take the position. Xiao Zhang has a good work attitude and ability." "Teacher Xia..."
When Chen Zhuo mentioned Xia Huilan, even if Lao Zeng was stupid about human relationships, he understood what was going on. "Hahaha, you don't have to worry about her having any opinions." Professor Zeng smiled and waved his hands: "She came here purely to make some money to supplement her family's income. She never thought about becoming a leader. I think the director of the training department is Guangfeng." Chen then called Zhang Guangfeng to his office with a serious expression. Zhang Guangfeng was a little nervous at first, thinking that he had made a mistake and that was why the boss had such an expression. But when I heard Chen Zhuo say, "I discussed with Professor Zeng and plan to set up a customer service training department..." Zhang Guangfeng immediately understood that the leader was trying to add more burden to himself, and he couldn't help but get excited. But a trace of doubt flashed through his mind. Why did the boss's conversation style and expression when promoting his subordinates seem so similar to those of his former director of the Urban Management Bureau? Sure enough, Chen Zhuo said, "Professor Zeng suggested that you be the director of the training department." "Thank you, boss. Thank you, Mr. Zeng." Zhang Guangfeng immediately stood up to express his gratitude and said that he would definitely do a good job in training new employees. Although Chen Zhuo attributed all the credit to Professor Zeng Kun, Zhang Guangfeng knew that without the approval of the big boss, how could this resolution be passed? Professor Zeng was actually also feeling emotional, as he had discussed the promotion with himself before. Following such a boss, he could have both money and dignity. No wonder he always had the urge to work hard to repay this appreciation. After Chen announced the personnel appointment, he took the new employees to the cafeteria in Tech Valley to have a meal together and observe everyone's personalities to facilitate future hiring. With his current accumulation and experience, he can make good use of any kind of subordinates. People with both virtue and talent like Song Qing will be given special positions; Those who have virtue but no talent should be trained and used; Those who have talent but no moral integrity will be restricted from using their talents. Even if it was a rascal like Wang Youqing, Chen felt that he could subdue him and use him for his own purposes. …… After dinner, Chen Zhuo returned to school and left the rest to Zhang Guangfeng. He is a power-obsessed person. A new official will do his best to do everything. What Chen Zhuo needs to do is to encourage him and never dampen his enthusiasm. Praising is also a kind of PUA in the workplace. Of course, the quality of this batch of new employees is also quite good. After all, Mr. Chen and Empress Dowager Mao would not let their own son down. I believe they will be able to adapt to customer service work quickly. Thinking of this, Chen became more and more confident in the CUHK Learning Network. He felt that he had made all the preparations and was only waiting for the TV commercial to be broadcast to convert a large number of people into annual members. "It seems there is one more thing..." Chen Zhuo suddenly took out his cell phone and called Huang Baihan. He was worried that this boy was too proud to distribute flyers, so he wanted to urge him. As expected, Da Huang hesitated and said, "Today is Christmas Eve. Everyone is out celebrating Christmas. There are not many people in the library and study room." Chen thought, I won't rush you today. You can't find an excuse tomorrow. "Have you figured out how to spend the evening?" Chen asked casually.
"Didn't I say I was playing games in the dormitory? It's time for a nap. Bye!" Huang Baihan hung up the phone in a hurry, as if he was afraid that Chen would ask him to spend Christmas Eve together and he didn't know how to refuse. "It's so annoying. Why is Chen Zhe so focused on doing business?" Huang Baihan was already in a bad mood, and when Chen Zhuo called him at this time, he simply blamed all his resentment on him. He was lying on the bed, and with a thud he angrily threw his cell phone to the end of the bed. But just two minutes later, he hurriedly picked up the phone because Huang Baihan suddenly remembered that this was not the previous domestic Haier phone, but the newly bought Nokia N95. After turning the new phone up and down to observe it, I finally found a small dent on the top shell of the phone. "Hold!" Although it was almost invisible from the outside, Huang Baihan became even more depressed. He cursed "idiot Chen" in his heart and blew air at the dent, hoping that it would return to its original state. After blowing for a while, Da Huang probably realized that this action was childish, so he could only try to forget the damaged place and reopened his mobile QQ in a depressed mood. I took a look at the chat history. The messages in the group were constantly refreshing, but there were no personal messages flashing at all. Especially the dialog box with the nickname "Miss Yanwu". In the morning, Huang Baihan sent a message to her asking "Senior Sister Xu, how did you spend Christmas Eve?" The other party has not replied yet. At first Huang Baihan thought that others didn’t look at their phones during class, but they still didn’t reply after class. "Maybe he was talking to his classmates." Huang Baihan comforted himself in this way. But it was already lunchtime, and Huang Baihan thought again, "Maybe I didn't look at my phone while eating," but this reason didn't hold water at all. Huang Baihan had eaten with Xu Yue before, and he knew that she liked to eat with a spoon while browsing her phone. So Huang Baihan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Even if Xu Yue replied with a message like "I made an appointment to have dinner with friends" or "I went shopping and watched a movie with friends", it would be better for Huang Baihan than the current situation. Because then he will give up and won't need to be impatient and annoyed by everything because of waiting. I was in this stalemate for more than half an hour, not wanting to do anything and not being able to sleep. Soon, my roommates got up and prepared to go to class. Huang Baihan finally couldn't help it and opened the dialog box with "Miss Yan Wu" again. He edited a line of text, "Senior Sister Xu, have you seen the message?", but hesitated and didn't send it. He was wondering if sending this message would make the other party angry or disgusted? But then I thought, this wasn't my initiative, it was the QQ status you posted earlier... Huang Baihan opened the QQ space of "Miss Yanwu" and the top status was: Christmas Eve is coming soon, why haven’t you asked me out yet? The accompanying picture is a photo of Xu Yue herself and a Santa Claus model. She is wearing a knee-length pink skirt and has a friendly smile on her face. Although she was not tall, her body proportions were very good. And perhaps because of her short skirt, her face showed a kind of shyness, as if she was a good student who was tricked into a small hotel by a yellow-haired guy. This status attracted many comments, such as: Charming Prince: My old classmate, you are getting more and more beautiful. Are you waiting for me? Miss Yan Wu: (smiling expression) What do you think? ……
丿风尘丨灬男孓: Is it too late to drive to SCUST now? Miss Yan Wu: Mr. Liu, don’t joke around! (Angry expression) …… ご雨梦迟歌╮: I have learned a new song. Shall I sing it to you on Christmas Eve? Miss Yan Wu: Thank you (well-behaved expression). …… Handsome Knight: Let’s get back together tonight? (This message was deleted immediately) …… Huang Baihan read every message carefully and found that Xu Yue did not agree to anyone. Although her reply seemed like she was flirting with other boys, Huang Baihan felt uncomfortable. But he was also aware that he had no constraints, and fortunately Xu Yue just replied "politely" and did not chat with anyone further. Huang Baihan looked at Xu Yue's QQ status again and still no one could really make a date with her, so he gradually became bolder. After editing the message, I finally gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, and pressed the send button. January 2007, 12 24:10 Huang Baihan: Sister Xu, how did you spend Christmas Eve? January 2007, 12 24:13 Huang Baihan: Sister Xu, have you seen the message? In the dialog box, the two messages from the same person seem a little lonely. Huang Baihan didn’t dare to wait any longer after sending the message. He put his phone in his pocket and went to the classroom with his roommate. His heart was beating wildly along the way, and he even couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, as if he couldn't breathe if he walked too fast. He decided to wait until he got to the classroom before pulling out his phone, hoping there would be a surprise. What Huang Baihan didn’t know was that Xu Yue had actually seen the message as soon as he sent it. ······ (End of this chapter)