Today's Musk is far less globally famous than later generations, and he dares to have the same influence as Comrade Sichuan Jianguo - the Sichuan Bao who stepped down is also a Sichuan Bao, and not everyone dares to openly confront him - but he is already somewhat famous.
In 2002, Musk founded Space
Just waiting to complete the accumulation of strength and skyrocket.
Naturally, Wang Qinggen didn't know what kind of brilliant career this boss would have after he was forced to commit suicide, but even Musk today is someone he wants to look up to and would never dare to disobey.
Musk didn't know if he heard Wang Qinggen's greeting, but he didn't respond or make any move. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and drank his coffee leisurely before turning around.
"Wang..."
Wang Qinggen has an English name, but for some unknown reason, Musk seldom shouted. He glanced at Wang Qinggen and finally spoke, "I gave you a holiday, and you also gave me a guarantee that you would complete the task on time."
"Yes..." Wang Qinggen agreed in a low voice.
As if unaware, Musk walked to the desk with the empty coffee cup, then sat down and carefully placed the coffee cup on the table, as if he was afraid that if his movements were a little rough, this exquisite coffee cup would be damaged.
Putting the cup on the table, he picked up a few documents on the table. In the process, his expression quickly changed from leisurely to angry, and he threw the documents hard into Wang Qinggen's face, his tone full of severe anger:
"Is this what you promised me? Are you working with your ass?
“How long has it been? Where is the project progress?
"The company doesn't spend so many dollars every day to support you taking transoceanic flights to visit relatives..."
Wang Qinggen lowered his head and listened, with a fire burning in his heart. He wanted to say that there was no way the project could be completed in such a short time. His employees refused to work overtime, and most of the work required him to work overtime alone... And his
Holidays are also annual leave in compliance with company regulations.
However, these words only surged in his mind, unable to break through the blockade and suppression of reason.
He knows the consequences of contradicting his boss. He doesn't want to and cannot be kicked out. Otherwise, the bank loan will not be repaid, the villa will be taken away by the bank, and his wife and children will be homeless.
As the most important aura around him, the identity of the CEO of Paypal is also very important to him. Otherwise, those who praise him in China will definitely put all the blame on him, and the company will naturally do the same.
Put all the responsibility on him...
"If I don't see obvious progress next week, just give your office to someone else!"
In a daze, Wang Qinggen picked up the document and read it as usual, made a guarantee, and then returned to his office to continue to make up for the progress of the project.
He usually works very efficiently, but today he was inexplicably absent-minded and made two very low-level mistakes. His mind always flashed involuntarily to the young man who had not completely lost his student spirit in his hometown two days ago.
Discourse.
The anger that had welled up in his heart after being insulted just now rose again, and he had the urge to immediately turn around and walk to his boss's office and throw his resignation letter in his face.
This impulse was so strong that he almost couldn't help but take action, but this was just a thought.
The day's work was long and short. After get off work, he called his wife as he had done many times in the past and stayed in the company to continue working overtime.
"Why don't you say goodbye?"
Late at night, Wang Wenyue cooked a bowl of noodles for her husband who had returned from overtime work. Looking at his tired look, she whispered with a little distress, "The wages in China are higher than when you were at the highest here... Why do you still work for others here?"
It’s all about making money anyway…”
Wang Qinggen snored and ate the noodles without saying a word.
Wang Wenyue continued: "If it really doesn't work, you can go back alone first. The two children are still young. If you go back all at once, I'm afraid they won't be able to adapt... This way, if there is any surprise when you turn back, you will have a buffer... Anyway, I have agreed to go back first."
Give me money."
Wang Qinggen sighed and said, "I'll think about it again."
The next day, he still came to the company early. The boss did not ask him to go to the office again that day, which made him secretly relieved.
On the third day, the boss still didn't ask him to go to the office. Wang Qinggen felt much more relaxed, his work efficiency improved, and he felt that it was quite good to work here like this.
Then, shortly after he had this idea, Musk called him into the office again.
"Where's the progress?"
"What do you do every day?"
"If you can't even think with your butt, you can give up your chair to someone else... Anyone who wants this seat can line up from my office downstairs!"
As usual, Wang Qinggen listened silently to all the angry criticism and insults, made a guarantee, and then left the office.
After get off work, his colleagues left one after another, and someone greeted him, so he stayed to "work overtime" as usual.
The difference is that this time he has only one mission.
Write a resignation letter!
After he finished writing his resignation letter, he packed up some of his things and took them away. He sat in the car as usual and felt relaxed.
After the car left the city, he remembered that he should make a call, so he dialed Wei Qingfan's phone number.
"Hello, Uncle Wang?"
Wei Qingfan's voice soon came from the phone, the volume was very low. Wang Qinggen immediately realized that the other person might be in class. It was the morning in China, so he asked a little apologetically: "Are you in class?"
"It's okay, just say it."
Wei Qingfan was indeed in class, but compared with Wang Qinggen, this was undoubtedly not important.
"Then let me make a long story short. I agreed to resign tomorrow and will return to China as soon as possible."
"Okay, then I'll call you back after class."
"good."
Wang Qinggen didn't waste any more words. He agreed, hung up the phone, and couldn't help but smile.
Thousands of miles away, Wei Qingfan hung up the phone and couldn't help but smile on his face.
With Wang Qinggen joining, he would be more confident in negotiating with Tang Tingyue, because Tang Tingyue now had a spare tire, but he just looked down upon his own high-quality spare tire.
Although it is not normal to answer phone calls in college classes, it is still quite common. Therefore, from the teacher to the classmates, not many people paid much attention. Only Jiang Qinghuai glanced at it secretly, probably suspecting that it was the call from the "part-time job".
She only had two-thirds of her salary last month, but she still had a thousand and two dollars, and all she had to do was tinker with the little game "The Stupid Bird Flies First". It was so simple that she even thought about it while holding the money.
disturbed.
As for "simple", it's not that the tasks assigned by others are simple, but that there are many things that she can't solve, and Wei Qingfan certainly can't solve them either.
Then the two of them have nothing else to do...
According to Wei Qingfan, when problems like this used to arise, the person in charge would be approached, but now that the original person in charge has resigned and the new person in charge has not yet arrived, he has no choice but to wait and do this.
"It's not our fault anyway, just give us money..."
He said in an open mind. Seeing that Jiang Qinghuai was a little uneasy, he added: "If it doesn't work, we can play more and find bugs. This can be considered as a test for them..."
Jiang Qinghuai couldn't laugh or cry, but Wei Qingfan was telling the truth. With insufficient abilities, playing more games and finding bugs seemed to be the only thing the two of them could do.
However, she still felt that this was not good, and playing this game was too torturous for herself, so she went to the teacher for advice and tried to make this weird little game good.
Now she suspected that Wei Qingfan received a call from another company, and guessed that a new person in charge might have arrived. She breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little reluctant and uneasy.
The days of fishing are coming to an end, and I realize how enjoyable it is... and I am a part-time employee who was approved by the person in charge before he left, so I don't know if it counts...
After the second class, the students left the classroom one after another holding books or carrying bags and headed to the classroom for the next class.
They wanted to change the teaching building, so they went downstairs in small groups. Wei Qingfan was listening to Li Yuchen bragging about Nortel's girlfriend when he saw Xu Zhixiang suddenly asked Li Yuchen: "Hey! Hey! Stop a moment... When will I get it?"
Come and meet us all, you just said that, and no matter how beautiful she is, is she as beautiful as Jiang Qinghuai?"
"That's for sure..."
Li Yuchen said halfway, when he saw everyone turning their heads with strange eyes, and his voice took a roller coaster-like tone. When he saw Jiang Qinghuai coming over, he put on a smile and said, "Absolutely not! Qinghuai is from our school.
School belle!"
"roll!"
Jiang Qinghuai rolled his eyes angrily, then walked directly to Wei Qingfan, "I'm talking to Wei Qingfan!"
Wang Jing said: "If someone has a girlfriend, you don't want to avoid getting suspicious?"
Jiang Qinghuai glared at him again, and Wang Jing and Xu Zhixiang coaxed him and walked away in a smart way.
Wei Qingfan was a little strange and asked: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Qinghuai asked in a low voice: "Where is the studio where you answer the phone part-time during class?"
"Well……"
Wei Qingfan thought for a while and said, "Forget it."
This little game must be under the name of the company, and Wang Qinggen is going to work in the company, so there is nothing wrong with that.
"What does it mean to forget it?"
Jiang Qinghuai gave him a disgusted look and asked in a low voice, "How do you say that?"
Wei Qingfan thought for a while and said: "The new person in charge has not yet been decided. Then we were asked to continue playing and find bugs, but only to people we know. We are not allowed to leak the installation package or data."
Jiang Qinghuai's eyes widened, "No?"
"Gone."
"What about the salary?"
"It's the same as before..."
Jiang Qinghuai's pretty and innocent little face suddenly wrinkled, with a complicated expression, ranging from happiness to doubt. He asked in a low voice: "Isn't this studio going to close down?"
Wei Qingfan laughed and said, "Why do you say that?"
“Can we not close down this way?”
Jiang Qinghuai looked suspicious of life, "I have never seen such an outrageous company... The same goes for the studio. Doesn't this mean that we both get money for nothing?"
Wei Qingfan didn't like hearing this. What do you mean we two got the money for nothing? It's obviously you alone who got the money for nothing, okay? I'm the one who paid!
He retorted: "What you're saying is, people are so rich, how can they just go bankrupt?"
Jiang Qinghuai thought about it and thought it made sense. Wei Qingfan added: "And maybe they value us two, spend money to support us, and plan to let us work with them after graduation... The new project will probably be soon.
Already."
"Just like us, aren't there a lot of people caught in the school?"
Jiang Qinghuai curled his lips, knowing this very clearly. Although they both had good grades, they were not the kind of computer geniuses who randomly won awards in universities. The gap was not as big as usual.
“Isn’t it enough if I just give you money?”
Wei Qingfan advised, "If you can do it, you can improve this little game, especially the data settings. I feel it is a bit simple now, and you can increase the difficulty appropriately."
"Still simple?"
Jiang Qinghuai's eyes widened, "Xiuxiu is so angry that she refuses to play... She is the only one in our dormitory who likes to play."
Wei Qingfan smiled and said, "It's okay. I'll add an online ranking function later so you can check your friends' scores. She'll love playing."
Jiang Qinghuai was stunned for a moment, looking at him in surprise, "This method is quite good...did you come up with it?"
"Do I have what it takes?"
Wei Qingfan rolled his eyes, "My studio originally had this plan, but it's just not in a hurry now. After all, there are no players."
"oh."
Jiang Qinghuai responded, turned to look at him, said nothing, and walked quietly beside him, walking side by side to the teaching building, with a hint of disobedient sweet smile secretly escaping from the corners of his pursed lips.
Wei Qingfan coughed, breaking the beautiful scene of ordinary campus life, and said: "You go back to the classroom first, I have to make a phone call."
The smile on Jiang Qinghuai's lips froze for a moment, and he was a little angry. His clear and bright eyes stared at him, and his tone involuntarily showed some fierce questioning and coquettishness: "With whom?"