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Chapter 4 Annual Meeting

Outside the gate of Tesla Park, more than a dozen buses were queuing up to unload people, and then, under the guidance of factory staff, they walked to Factory Building No. 9 in an orderly manner.

Colorful flags were fluttering, flowers were in bloom, and countless banners with various welcome words were hung high.

The lively scene makes all the people who come here ignore the fact that this is still a large construction site.

Outside the factory area, countless melon-eating people in large residential areas were watching the excitement with relish.

"Mama Liu, your boy looks so handsome in a Tesla uniform. Why don't you see him wearing it normally?"

"Second Aunt, he usually wears work clothes."

“I heard that Tesla was very generous this time and won several cars as prizes!”

"Second Aunt, the time for generosity has passed. Tesla's year-end bonuses are the lowest, and everyone gets an extra month's salary. And Tesla doesn't seem to play lottery. Those cars all have that music player. No matter whether you participate or not,

Those who did not attend the annual meeting will receive one."

Suddenly, a bank escort truck slowly passed by them, and the scene slowly became quiet. Then, young ladies wearing Haitian Xiangyun style windbreakers came down one after another, and then lined up in two rows.

We walked into the Tesla Industrial Park in a grand way.

"This is so beautiful..."

The scene was suddenly silent.

………..

On a bus waiting in line, a young girl with a round head was looking out the window with excitement.

"Bai Li, look at those female staff's trench coats, they're so beautiful."

"Those are the exclusive uniforms of Tesla's customer service department. Zhao Song specially customized them for them."

"Bai Li, is the escort vehicle loaded with cash or gold? Also, how much money does Zhao Song have?"

"I don't know, he didn't say."

Bai Li tilted her head cutely and said: "When Shenzhou is launched, we will probably know how many there are."

"Bai Li, look, who are those people? Why can't they walk in an orderly manner? The one at the head is so handsome."

Bai Li glanced outside and said with a smile: "Tesla executives, headed by Ding Tao, like Zhao Song, is also a legend of China Shipping! Hao Ying, do you want to introduce me to you?"

Hao Ying looked at Ding Tao curiously and asked, "I've heard of him, Bai Li, does he really only have a high school diploma?"

Xizi, who was sitting in the seat in front of them, turned around and said with a serious face: "You really only have a high school degree! And Tesla is the high-tech company with the lowest average education level in Zhongguancun, not even a college degree."

Bai Li added next to her: "Hao Ying, don't underestimate him because of his low academic qualifications. He goes to classes seven days a week and has two evening classes every night. After class, he has to complete the homework assigned to him by the professor from Peking University. He can also

The entire Tesla management is in order.

Not only him, but almost the entire senior management of Tesla is like this."

Hao Ying looked at Bai Li and asked blankly: "What's the point of living like this?"

"Probably he is pursuing something!" Xizi spread his hands, "In terms of making money, not counting the year-end bonus, the Shenzhou shares that Zhao Song gave him were sold for more than 100,000."

At this time, the handsome man sitting in the front row stood up, clapped his hands and shouted: "Everyone, bring your pass and get off the bus in order. There are too many people outside, so don't run around!"

"Oh~" The bus suddenly became excited. At the company's annual meeting, it was the first time for members of a club to come into contact with each other, and they were all extremely excited.

"Look, Zhao Song is here."

Members of a family who had just gotten off the car looked along the sound and immediately spotted Zhao Song, who was chatting with Tesla executives.

Different from the usual smiling face when dealing with them, Zhao Song had a completely serious expression at this time.

Hao Ying tugged on Bai Li's clothes and said, "Bai Li, how many people are there in Tesla?"

"In Kyoto, there are already almost 2,500 people."

Hao Ying opened her mouth, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

The boy who carried the bag once sold chocolates, collected flowers, worked as a second landlord, and drove a black car. It is said that his experience in Zhongguancun could be made into a TV series. In just one and a half semesters of college life, he experienced

I have experienced things that others cannot experience in a few years.

Since when did the gap between them become so wide?

That chatty brother, I don’t even dare to mention him now.

By the way, my face is almost swollen into a ball!

…………..

"Professor Zhou and the others haven't come yet?" Zhao Song asked doubtfully as he looked at the senior executives.

Gui Luyang said helplessly: "If you don't come, I won't come no matter how much I try to persuade you."

Zhao Song heard this and looked at Ding Tao.

After spreading his hands, Ding Tao said softly: "Not only Professor Zhou, but the entire design department is too embarrassed to come over."

Zhao Song nodded, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "The time is almost up, let's go in first."

…………..

Ten minutes later, when Zhao Song led everyone into Factory Building No. 9, the noisy scene suddenly became quiet.

Mr. Zhao Song waved and said hello to everyone with a smile, casually browsed the entire venue, and then nodded with satisfaction.

There are countless neatly arranged round tables, covered with tablecloths themed on the Tesla logo. In the middle of the round table, Tesla’s tpod is placed like a hill.

The makeshift stage didn't look rushed at all, and the lighting, sound, and layout were as good as any professional stage.

What made Zhao Song most satisfied was that all the people wearing Haitian Xiangyun uniforms at the venue looked full of energy and high morale.

Those part-time college students in school uniforms each look full of energy.

Sitting with a group of senior executives around the round table in the first row according to their names, Zhao Song took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, lowered his head and played with it for a while before pulling up a number and dialing it.

"Teacher Zhou, the unsatisfactory design progress is due to objective reasons. It would be good to come over for the annual meeting and relax!"

"..." Professor Zhou was silent for a while on the phone, and then said: "Fujitsu's joint tape-out plan has been sent to us. If we can't catch up in February, we will have to wait until May!"

Zhao Song listened to the faint coughing sound coming from the phone, frowned, and said softly: "Teacher Zhou, I can afford to wait!"

"We can't afford to wait!" Professor Zhou amplified his voice, "Your subordinates will also be impatient to wait. Zhao Song, have you considered the pressure you will face by then?"

"..." Zhao Song pondered for a while, "Please pay attention to your health. I will go over to see you after the annual meeting!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Song glanced at his watch and Ding Tao, who was sitting next to him, nodded.

Ding Tao immediately made a gesture to the side of the stage.

"Dong~" the drum beat sounded, and the whole audience was completely brought to attention.

"Boom~" The lights in the venue went out.

"Boom~" The stage lights were all around, the smoke was shrouded, and a figure slowly rose up the elevator.

“Oh baby baby…”

"Ah~ It's Britney!" screams rang out.

There is no host, no opening remarks, Tesla’s independent annual meeting officially begins!


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