Rekindle 2003

Chapter 181 Believe it or not, I will wear small shoes for your son-in-law!
2003 year 7 month 16 day 16: 30
"Principal Wang, Deputy Secretary Zheng, school leaders, I don't think it makes sense to continue talking like this today."

Qin Tianchuan, who was trying to suppress his anger, took a sip from his teacup, glanced at Wang Dechao, who was still unwell and still insisted on negotiating at the table, and continued,

"It's better... Both of us are calm and calm, and I know that you can't make a hasty decision.

My terms have already been issued, why don't you report to the competent department and we can talk about it in five days? "

Wang Dechao's face was pale, but he was cursing his mother in his heart.

The ugly Qin Tianchuan has no good intentions at all!
The transfer of Fudan University's shareholding does need to be approved by the competent authority.

But this is a previously established structure. What Fudan University needs to do at this time is only the "record-style" approval of the transaction draft.

Asking Fudan University to report, the implication of this statement is that Qin Tianchuan said that he would not play with them anymore, and that he was going to take the high-level lobbying route.

Wang Dechao looked at Qin Tianchuan apologetically, "Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your understanding! It is true that we have big differences, but we can still sit down and talk.

In this way, we will also report the situation to the relevant leaders. After all, we have no autonomy in many matters. The terms of your "partial transfer" are not in line with the framework of Fudan's previous restructuring. We also need to report to the leaders for decision. "

Having said that, Wang Dechao thought to himself, just in time, he also needs time to report to the Ministry of Education and state-owned assets, and change the default plan for the school-enterprise restructuring.

It's amazing to be rich!

Believe it or not, when your son-in-law comes in, I'll put on shoes for him!

……

2003 year 7 month 16 day 18: 07
"Teacher, Qin Tianchuan left Huating on a private plane more than half an hour ago. The destination is Yanjing and will arrive at 19:50."

While arranging chopsticks and spoons for Zhiliu, Yang Zhiyuan reported the situation to him.

Zhi Liu, who wiped his face and hands with a warm towel, just smiled lightly, "Unfortunately, he came a step late, so he can only run into trouble."

What should be arranged, he has already arranged.

After An sat down, looking at the dishes on the table, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Braised pork in the cafeteria today?
It looks like it was fried in a small pot, I'm afraid it was arranged by you, Zhiyuan, right?
It is agreed to once a month, and this month has already been eaten. "

Zhiliu loves braised pork.

He said that people who have been hungry and those who have not have completely different feelings for braised pork.

Has Zhiliu ever been hungry?

Really survived.

In a certain era, starvation does not depend on your birth status.

Therefore, this has become a qualification for Zhiliu to teach young people.

Yang Zhiyuan chuckled, "Shouldn't this be a celebration? I just arranged for the cafeteria to do it on my own, and I hired the teacher."

Zhiliu pointed at him angrily, "Don't do it next time!"

……

2003 year 7 month 17 day 7: 40
Jincheng in mid-July is the most sultry, and the temperature in the morning is not high, but it is enough to make people get up from the sweat.

People all over the country work from nine to five in the morning, but the newspaper office's work and rest time is the same as that of college students, insisting on eight in the morning.

But what is even more difficult is that students have winter and summer vacations, but migrant workers do not.

This is especially true for the job of a reporter. If you are more motivated, it is a year-round rhythm.

Liu Juanjuan at the bus gate sighed, tightened the big bag on her body, and rushed out of the bus without hesitation.

Oncoming is the humid heat in the air after leaving the range of the air conditioner.

She really wants to buy a car for transportation, even a Hafei Lubo.

But she is a migrant worker, and her life is not good. She has no ability to provide a car at all.

Getting rich from working is a complete fantasy.

Dragons and snakes have their own ways, and each industry has its own channels for making money.

For example, the main job of website editors is to reprint manuscripts from other media.

There are KPI-like assessments every day, and you have to complete a certain number of articles like 100 or 200 to get the full performance salary.

However, if he sends promotional articles to clients, one article will cost tens of yuan, and about 10 articles will come out every day, which will be far higher than his own salary in a month.

And it's all personal income, and you don't have to pay taxes for private transactions.

The gray income of a media reporter is also generated along with his work content.

For example, a certain company finds a certain reporter in private, asks him to write a report for himself, and pays him a sum of money when he publishes it.

Anyway, the job of a reporter is to write manuscripts.

In this way, the reporter quietly writes a few "client articles" every month, earning a lot of money.

This is just one of the gray sources of income.

Reporters usually go to interview entrepreneurs, participate in press conferences, companies invite them to travel, and during festivals, they can receive cash red envelopes (ranging from 500-1000 yuan) and gifts such as transportation expenses.

For another example, as a writer writing for a company, an article costs around 1000.

However, these are small incomes.

For journalists, some unsent manuscripts are the most valuable.

Even at the beginning of the century when prices were low, such manuscripts started at six figures.

It is nothing more than letting relevant companies preview part of the content before publishing.

When the money is in place, it doesn't matter if the manuscript is not. It's all 'immature' content that needs to be refined.

After coming and going, everyone became friends, and the resources for client drafts were also available.

As a rookie reporter who has only been in the industry for two years, Liu Juanjuan has no regular business friends, so naturally he does not even have a small income.

I bought a bun and a cup of soy milk at the entrance of the bun shop in the alley behind the newspaper building. Liu Juanjuan stood on the side of the road and bit it viciously.

There's no way, steamed stuffed buns, a food with a strong taste, are banned by the office.

But Liu Juanjuan's best taste was this one, so he could only endure the sweltering heat and stand in front of the store to eat.

Damn TOP group!

Poor Song Ruhua!

She originally thought that the reason why the newspaper exposed TOP last year was because the price was not negotiated.

After Liu Juanjuan finished writing the manuscript, he offered the lowest price in the industry, and confidently sent it to the private mailbox of Dai Lihui, the No. [-] figure in the TOP Group, but nothing came of it.

10W are reluctant to pay!
No wonder it was exposed by the seniors before.

It also took her several months to investigate.

In the end, there was only more than 1000 publication fees from the newspaper.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the buns in her hand were no longer fragrant.

Taking a sip of soy milk, she was going to look through the business directory today to see which company would be more appropriate to focus on next.

"Excuse me, are you Liu Juanjuan, a reporter from 21st Century Business Herald?"

A man's thick and magnetic voice came from next to his ear, it was very pleasant to hear and made people feel good about it.

Liu Juanjuan slowly tied up the broken hair around her ears, revealing her side face, then raised her head and smiled slightly,
"Yes, there is... ah!"

What she never expected, what greeted her with a gentle smile was a heavy iron fist hitting her face.

Liu Juanjuan was immediately stunned by the beating, and she didn't even feel any pain at the first moment.

Are you so blind?

My old lady is such a beautiful... well, Xiaojiabiyu's weak girl, you actually made a move?
She stared blankly at the man wearing a hood in front of her with an expression of disbelief.

Then, she was surprised to see a bird flying in the sky, and then came the pain of the scalp.

It wasn't until a second or two later that she sat on the ground and screamed like a pig.

In broad daylight, under the bright and bright sky, there are actually people committing murder in the street? !
What followed was several men in casual clothes who covered their faces and punched and kicked her.

The men were very measured, they didn't use any tools or weapons, they just used their fists and legs.

The cooperation was also very skillful, one person pulled up Liu Juanjuan's arm, and the other one slammed it down with an elbow.

Click!

Before Liu Juanjuan could cry out, another person hugged her shoulder, another pulled her right leg, and then a person next to her kicked her up heavily.

Liu Juanjuan could clearly hear the sound of his fracture.

The young woman's screams attracted the attention of passers-by, but they were shocked by the playful eyes of the hooded men standing outside the circle, so they dared not take a step forward, so they could only stop and watch from a distance.

Too many hooligans and not enough good guys.

People with a sense of justice looked for their phones and called for the police.

Yang Bingnan, who covered his head, looked at the situation with the corners of his mouth curled up.

It takes at least 7 minutes to dispatch the police from the nearest patrol room.

7 minutes, faster, the pants are lifted.

Reinforcements always arrive at the moment the hero falls.

But he didn't want to play extreme maneuvers either. He would play extreme speed after the patrol came. That was the plot of the film and television drama.

After playing for 3 minutes, he turned around and walked into the circle. After confirming that one arm and one leg were broken, he patted Liu Juanjuan's already frightened face, and stood up.

As a thug, so many TV shows and movies have taught him that villains die of crap.

Sometimes, as long as there is less nonsense to say, the protagonist will not be able to live.

Liu Juanjuan should now know why his limbs were broken.

Yang Bingnan, who didn't talk too much, waved his hand, and a group of people jumped into the two vans waiting on the side of the road, and quickly evacuated the scene.

Two vans shuttled through the streets and alleys of Jincheng, and they separated after a while, one headed for the lotus pond, and the other headed straight for the computer city.

In these two places, most of them are the vans they are riding in now.

Yang Bingnan got off the car by himself on a small road after confirming that the heads were complete.

And the vehicles also stop and go along the road, hiding in the blind corner of the surveillance, changing the license plate several times, and getting off people one after another.

The others hid for two days and listened to the wind. After Yang Bingnan called to confirm the situation of the other car, he took a taxi and returned to the company by himself.

Anyway, he didn't do anything, he just slapped his face, even if he was caught, it was just an apology, and he didn't even need money.

……

Fangyuan, who got off the bus and dawdled outside the TOP Huating Research Institute, smoking a cigarette, was a senior programmer of TOP.

It is completely meaningless to go in at this time before work time.

A worker must have a working spirit, and if he arrives at the company 1 minute earlier, he will lose.

It is said to be senior, and it has nothing to do with technology. In fact, it means that I have stayed in TOP for a long time.

After all, as we all know, TOP is a real estate company that produces concepts in the IT industry.

But the management is in accordance with the management of the IT industry. Smoking is not allowed in the work area during working hours.

Fang Yuan, who is hurrying to get rid of his addiction to cigarettes, can't remember when the last software he made was.

He only remembered that the last piece of software in the company was an internal ERP project, and it was also a group management project that Chairman Song personally took charge of.

Around the spring of 2001, this project was developed by TOP Huating Research Institute and Yanhuang Online at the same time. After internal evaluation, it was deciding which product to use.

The two parties conducted closed-end development within three months, and did not take a break during the May Day holiday.

At the end of the time, the technical staff of the Huating Research Institute team provided a development document with a thickness of more than 200 pages, while the Yanhuang Online team only provided a document of about 10 pages.

During the two weeks of the group's public trial, the two sides conducted a public level contest. As a result, the system developed by Yanhuang Online was destroyed by the personnel of Huating Research Institute many times.

Even the rights management of the system has serious problems:

A low-level employee can directly appoint the chairman of the board and managers at all levels of the entire group, and directly delete and modify any level of organizational structure.

It was Yanhuang Online, a rubbish system that was announced to be adopted by the group.

Fang Yuan and others felt very unbelievable, but an insider revealed that the result had been confirmed before the start.

Because Yanhuang Online is a listed company, doing so can increase the stock price of Bank Online, but the system has not been used until now.

Fangyuan was very speechless about this. The stock price was more important than technical strength. Such a policy orientation made the technical staff of Huating Research Institute disheartened, and several super technical experts left TOP one after another.

He himself was also considering whether to leave Huating and go to Pengcheng.

But the burden of the family made him a little bit in a dilemma.

TOP always has many problems, but TOP solved his house.

It's still a house in Huating, a place where every inch of land is expensive. Although it's a bit far away, it's still Huating!

The house repaired by TOP is sold to them at the internal price, and the internal loan model is still adopted for them, and the loan is deducted from the salary every month.

For Fang Yuan, who was born in the countryside, this is too fragrant.

This house made him directly win the class flower in the class.

I have just worked for two years, and relying on my own efforts, I have a four-in-one house in an international metropolis like Huating, which is a good potential stock.

After the wife is married and the baby is born, it is inconvenient for people to move.

Fang Yuan had no choice but to be a monk and hit the clock for a day.

After all, the salary of TOP is actually very competitive in the market.

It's just that people tend to be lazy.

Fangyuan, who was smoking a cigarette, was very melancholy. If he continued like this, he didn't know how much technical strength he would have left after paying off the company's internal loan seven years later.

Looking at the huge TOP signboard on the building across the road, he spit in annoyance and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can.

There are not many people who are doing this action with him.

The TOP Huating Research Institute is like a cage, allowing them to do nothing, but they can't do anything.

No work was given to them.

Internet access, Internet access is not allowed.

Reading, reading is not allowed.

Smoking, smoking is not allowed.

Chat, chat not allowed.

Can only sit in a daze at the workstation.

Boring to the brim.

In fact, they are forcing people to leave.

But everyone is not stupid. Once you leave, you have to repay the loan in full. It is not unacceptable to have a high salary here.

As soon as they entered the office, everyone consciously shut their mouths and began to work hard.

Fangyuan's way of killing time is to draw cartoons, which is very concealed, and if he blocks his body, it will not attract the attention of the surveillance.

Yes, the monitoring of TOP can be moved.

Because, half of the monitoring is manual.

It can only be said that human nature is evil.

Not black terror, not red terror, but gray terror.

You can feel that your every move is being monitored, but you don't know where the monitoring comes from.

While sharpening a pencil, Fang Yuan edited his words in his mind, preparing to complain in the Tianzhiya forum at night.

A few days ago, while surfing the Internet, he accidentally came across a few posts, and the replies in them were all complaints from internal employees about TOP.

Fangyuan, who had been holding back the fire for more than two years, poured water into it like he had found an organization.

Suddenly, a voice came from the door of the big office, "Fangyuan, Liu Qiang, Ma Tianlai, Mengyu...have a mission."

This was the voice of the head of the department. Fang Yuan paused, quickly threw the things in his hands into the half-open drawer, and got up to pack the laptop.

In the big office, everyone cast envious glances at the few people who had been named.

Fang Yuan felt that she was a bit of a cheapskate.

He was obviously bored with this company to the extreme, but when he heard that there was a mission, he was still very happy!
His hands trembled a little.

He hasn't written code in more than two years, and the calluses on his fingers are hungry.

"You don't need to bring a personal computer, it's a confidential task." The voice of the department head interrupted the people in the office.

The breathing of Fang Yuan and the others became short of breath.

TOP has a generous project bonus, and Fang Yuan and others have performed this kind of confidential task several times.

They are all helping the local secrecy department or the army to make software. There is no need to bring a computer or anything, the office conditions are first-class, and the food and drink are delicious every day.

The typical situation is more money, less work, and Party A's father is easy to serve.

After packing up his personal belongings, Fang Yuan came to the head of the department and thanked him in a low voice.

After all, the task is not given to whom.

Senior programmers are also numerous in TOP.

There are about 400 people on this floor, four-fifths of whom are experienced.

In fact, it is easy to understand. After all, they all bought internal welfare housing and were reluctant to leave.

Those young people, especially those who came in during the national recruitment of 5000 people, almost ran away.

The head of the department responded with a slight curl of his mouth. He asked them to sign the mission confidentiality statement with a cold face, then called their family members and then went downstairs to gather.

Everyone didn't care, the department always had the title of cold face.

From Xishu flat transfer to Huating, who is not familiar with the place of life, and the most important thing is that he is not used to eating and drinking as the head of the department, pimples reappeared on his face.

It's weird to be able to laugh.

The vehicle that greeted Fangyuan and them was Coster, just like the solemn and solemn painting of the local authorities, but it was a vehicle inside TOP.

Fangyuan and the others are not surprised, big leaders love this place, and they also enjoy the prestige of traveling with local dignitaries.

Not long after, I came to the software park that TOP was still building at this time.

This made Fangyuan and the others a little strange.

(End of this chapter)