Half an hour later, the office building where the online author class is located.
A group of horses led Pei Qian to the "little dark room" rented at the terminal.
Although Ma Yiqun has handed over all matters here to Zhu Xingan, since Mr. Pei is here, Ma Yiqun must still receive him personally and report on the work.
"Mr. Pei, this is our plan for this study class."
"This is a template agreement signed with the authors."
"There are also daily living arrangements..."
Ma Yiqun introduced them one by one to Pei Qian, with a sense of pride in their words.
He is indeed very proud, because the traffic data of the website has increased significantly during this period!
An author's update will most likely only affect his own books, and the effect on the website's data will be minimal.
But what if many authors release updates at the same time?
The website always regularly engages in activities such as double monthly tickets, just to stimulate authors to update, thereby increasing the overall data of the website.
Now, these middle-level authors in the study class have become more popular, and the reader stickiness of each book is increasing, so the data on the website naturally looks much better.
"Mr. Pei, this is the recent data growth of the website."
"This is reader feedback."
"In short, this study class was very successful! It can be said to be a win-win situation for readers, authors and websites!"
"So, I plan to hold the next study class immediately after the end of this study class, continue to include some new authors, and make study class activities a normal thing..."
"Of course, in the final analysis, it's because Mr. Pei's policy is correct!"
"Mr. Pei, you are right. Great masters are not created by poaching, but by cultivating themselves."
"I have thought about it. Even if we recruit a great talent from an outside website and give him a generous buyout price, the website will not be able to retain this popularity for a long time due to the lack of soil and backbone."
"Now that this class is open, even if we can't cultivate great masters, as long as we can train these middle-level authors well, our website will definitely prosper. It will only be a matter of time before a great master emerges from such middle-level authors!"
Pei Qian: "..."
If Ma Yiren hadn't said anything, Pei Qian wouldn't have known that the problem had become so serious?
At this time, the authors and Zhu Xing'an were still wandering around in Jingzhou and did not come back.
Therefore, Pei Qian and Ma Yiqun can talk here without being disturbed.
Pei Qian casually turned on a computer and found that the computer automatically entered a dark room state as soon as it was turned on, basically unable to carry out many entertainment activities.
Let’s take a look at what’s written in this agreement…
As a salty fish, Pei Qian instinctively felt a chill in his heart.
The routine is deep!
Isn’t this a sweatshop that turns salted fish into hard-working men in batches???
Pei Qian really wanted to use Tengda's spirit as an excuse to destroy this sweatshop and rescue the exploited authors.
But then I thought about it and realized that this was not something that could be done forcefully.
Because Ma Yiyi stipulates an eight-hour work system for these authors, and they are not allowed to work overtime for even a minute!
In name, it does not violate Tengda's regulations, and it provides food, housing, basic salary, five insurances and one housing fund. This treatment is good enough.
The only problem may be that the computer is forced into a dark room state as soon as it is turned on.
Pei Qian felt that he could start from this point.
But there must be a reason for this, and it requires the cooperation of the authors.
Pei Qian did not express his thoughts, but continued to chat with Ma Yiqun about some details of the study class while waiting for the authors to return.
I went out at 1 o'clock in the afternoon, and it's almost time to come back by now.
Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps outside.
"This scenic spot in Jingzhou is quite average, not much to see, but I took a few photos, so it's not in vain."
“Moyu Internet Cafe is really good, why can’t we see it in other cities?”
“I feel like Jingzhou is quite a livable place.”
This afternoon’s itinerary was very simple. The authors first visited a few lesser-known monuments in Jingzhou to experience the historical features of Jingzhou, and then went to sit at the Moyu Internet Cafe closest to here.
The itinerary is relatively relaxed and no one is tired.
At this time, the authors returned to the "little dark room" where they worked daily, and found that the door was open, a group of horses were here, and a young man was sitting next to them.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all said hello: "Mr. Ma!"
Ma Yiqun stood up with a smile: "Are you having a good time? Let me introduce to you, this is our president of Tengda Group, Mr. Pei Qian, Mr. Pei, who came here specifically to take care of you today..."
A group of horses gave a brief introduction, and the authors said hello one after another.
This is the boss's boss, so he must not be neglected.
Although most authors do not like and are not good at these worldly things, they still have the courtesy they should have.
Pei Qian didn't care about this. He had other plans until now, so he went straight to the point.
"Everyone has worked hard during this time!"
"If there is any lack of hospitality, you can always point it out and we will make it right immediately."
“How effective do you think this online author training class is?”
Seeing that Mr. Pei was so polite, the authors hurriedly replied: "Mr. Pei, you are too polite! Mr. Ma takes good care of us. I have only gratitude and no comments!"
"The effect of this class is great. We create faster, our lives are more regular, and our bodies are healthier. In short, I am very grateful to Mr. Pei and the website for giving us this opportunity!"
Other authors have echoed this.
Pei Qian: "..."
What a disappointment!
He originally hoped that these authors would find faults. As long as any author found faults, Pei Qian could go along and let a group of horses correct it.
For example, if an author says, "It's too inconvenient for computers not to be able to play games and watch videos," Pei Qian can logically ask Ma Yiqun to remove the black room status of all computers.
As a result, it was all rainbow farts!
Pei Qian was speechless, but the more these authors said this, the more they strengthened his idea.
Since the effect is so good, it needs to be changed!
Pei Qian coughed twice and decided to give them some tips: "I wonder if everyone is used to the computer's little dark room state?"
"I think writing is a creative activity, and shutting down a small dark room may stifle everyone's imagination and creativity."
"How about canceling the dark room?"
Pei Qian originally thought that these authors would be jubilant and applaud, and then they could "comply with public opinion" and let Ma Yiqun remove the black room status of all computers.
As a result, the previous authors were shocked and shook their heads vigorously.
"Mr. Pei, you absolutely must not!"
"A small dark room can help us avoid external interference and improve work efficiency. We must not cancel it!"
"If it is cancelled, it will definitely not be possible to update 8,000 or 10,000 a day!"
Others also echoed: "Yes, yes, you can't cancel!"
Pei Qian: "???"
Bad, I met a group of stubborn authors...
You are still not happy to lift the dark room status for you???
Cui Geng, who was in the last row, originally wanted to echo Mr. Pei, but after thinking about it, he shut up.
It's not because he's embarrassed, he's very thick-skinned.
If it were a week ago, Cui Geng would definitely be the first to stand up and ask Mr. Pei to relieve himself from the dark room status.
But now, he was hesitant.
Because after these few days of adapting, Cui Geng found that in this special environment, with the help of the small black room, he could indeed achieve the goal of eight thousand or ten thousand updates a day.
Without the little dark room, I will definitely return to the state of a beast.
That means that performance, income, reputation among readers, etc., have quickly declined to their original state.
By then, the grades of all the authors in the study class will be booming and getting better and better, except for myself who is half dead...
It would be a big shame to be embarrassed by that time.
What's more, although Mr. Pei is smiling, who knows if he is fishing?
If I raise my hand, what if I am arrested as a negative example?
Therefore, Cui Geng silently shut up.
Pei Qian looked around at everyone and found that none of the authors supported the cancellation of the dark room.
Pei Qian felt tired.
What the hell, I met a room full of struggling people!
How can this be done!
He looked at a group of horses, which smiled and looked at him approvingly.
As if to say: "Mr. Pei, your trick of playing hard to get is really good! It's a pity that no one fell for it."
Pei Qian was speechless, feeling like his good intentions were being treated like a donkey's liver and lungs.
Since hard work is not enough, we can only settle for the next best thing.
These authors form a whole, and the idea of struggle takes the upper hand. At this time, we should use certain methods to differentiate and disintegrate these people...
Pei Qian looked around at everyone: "Okay, since everyone likes the little dark room, let's keep it."
"But... I think the current mechanism only has a big pot of rice and no rewards and punishments. This is definitely not going to work."
"So, we need to establish a reward and punishment system!"
The authors looked solemn, thinking that these leaders are indeed not good at all.
This President Pei, is he here to establish his authority?
But no one dared to ask any more questions and could only listen honestly.
Pei Qian coughed twice: "The author who updated the most that day will not have to come to work the next day and can have free activities for a day as a reward. Of course, he is strictly prohibited from coding anymore; the author who updated the least that day will have to go to Tenda headquarters the next day.
Accept Tengda spiritual re-education as punishment!"
"Neither is bound by the original agreement."
"Let me see how many updates everyone has today?"
Pei Qian looked at the group of horses.
Ma Yiqun silently called up the background data on the computer: "The one who updated the most today is Mingyu, with 8,712 words, and the least updated is Cui Geng, with 3,287 words."
Because there is a group activity this afternoon, this is the result of 3 hours in the morning.
I coded nearly 9,000 words in 3 hours. It was the ultimate tentacle monster.
Cui Geng's face suddenly turned pale: "Mr. Pei, listen to my explanation! I was mainly working on the outline this morning, I'm not being lazy..."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Qian smiled at him: "Someone will pick you up tomorrow."
After saying that, Pei Qian turned and left.
Cui Geng felt a little dizzy and almost couldn't stand still.
It’s over!
Go to Tenda headquarters to receive Tenda spiritual re-education?
In his mind, mountains of swords, oil pans, and the prison of Jinyiwei appeared...
Mingyu, who had the most code words, scratched his head: "Free activities? What should I do if I update?"
"Forget it, I'll just continue typing in the hotel..."
As soon as he finished mumbling, a group of horses came over and patted his shoulders, sighing softly.
"Don't think about those idiots. The 'free activities' that Mr. Pei said means that you can do anything except work."