"You are so awesome. You are so good at writing your own stories, and you even created a website to let others write stories for you!"
Ding Wei:……
If you think so, there seems to be no problem.
"But if you're in this business...it doesn't seem like you need to find Jason, I know someone."
Ding Wei:???
To be honest, it seems...it seems like she trusts Mr. Bai more!
This thought came to Ding Wei's mind, and then she couldn't help feeling ashamed... Li Mingyi was so kind to her, how could she be so distrustful of others?
Li Mingyi didn't notice this, but looked at the address book on her phone with great interest.
"Didn't Jason find six managers for our company to be selected from the beginning? One of them has previous experience in this industry!"
Even relatively speaking, his experience in online literature started from the forum, which is deeper than in the entertainment industry, so he was also the first one to be removed.
And the headhunters that Mr. Bai trusts are naturally not ordinary people. Even if he is dismissed, he will not worry about being left without a place. He just wants to be happy.
It's just that I haven't found a job that suits me, so I'm still wandering around.
As soon as Li Mingyi introduced her, Ding Wei felt relieved immediately.
She suddenly remembered another thing:
"Can I ask, what is Mr. Song's annual salary?"
Such a good talent must be paid a high salary.
It was too early for her to worry!
…
It is indeed too early to worry.
The annual salary of Mr. Song from Xinghai Film and Television is four million - Ding Wei almost shed tears when she knew the truth.
This is a small website of theirs, but if a big boss comes in, it only costs over 10 million. If you hire a manager, you will have to take half of the salary.
Ding Wei would rather work herself to death...
"But you work so hard, and you have no experience in managing a company!"
Li Mingyi hit the nail on the head.
Ding Wei:(っ╥╯﹏╰╥c)
Yes, so what if you have experience in a previous life?
People are not born knowing it.
In her previous life, she had at most held a small leadership position in the finance office. In this life, she studied hard in the Chinese Department, which meant she improved her writing skills.
Now even if you go to study economics and management like Chen Siyu and attend lectures, you won’t be able to achieve success overnight!
Chen Siyu's online store is still small in development, so she can slowly improve herself and complement each other without a big gap in time.
But my website now has 10 million people entering the market, and I have to wait for her to learn it well. It will be the year of the monkey and the horse.
And learning and practice are completely different things!
Now is the peak period for the development of emerging industries. With her perseverance...will she still have a place in the industry in the future?
Ding Wei wanted to understand this and felt even more heartbroken.
However, Li Mingyi is still inserting the knife:
"And Mr. Song not only gets an annual salary, but as he stays in the company longer, the company develops better and better. In a few years, we will give him corresponding shares."
Ding Wei: Poof!
…
After a fierce battle in her heart for a long time, Ding Wei finally held back the reluctance in her heart. At this moment, she slightly stretched out two fingers:
"Two million."
"This is my bottom line. It cannot be higher. There is no need to talk about higher levels."
It’s not that there’s nothing to talk about going higher, it’s that there’s no money.
Li Mingyi sighed and said to Bai Shanshan: "Thinking about it this way, your brother is really working hard. He has to do so much work for such a small salary..."
Bai Shanshan also nodded: "I will definitely treat my brother better in the future."
Song Cheng, who happened to pass by the door:...
If this continues, this company will no longer be able to survive!
Ding Wei, who faced the impact directly at the scene, was already relieved.
…
But having said that, two million is considered a high salary in the industry.
Ding Wei mainly considered that these talents were screened by Mr. Bai and must have real qualities, so she set the price slightly higher because she sincerely wanted to retain people.
Perhaps the price she gave was indeed sincere. With Li Mingyi's help and inquiry, the other party quickly agreed with Ding Wei on a time to prepare for an interview.
The lease contract for Yunxiao Tower has just been signed, and time is money at this time. Naturally, Ding Wei couldn't wait to make an appointment the next day.
If possible, she would like to make a date that night.
But even though she was prepared, she couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw the real person.
According to the information given by Li Mingyi, this manager is only thirty years old this year and is also the youngest among the manager candidates.
And just looking at the photos, she does look very young, but the photos are of college students. Thinking that they haven’t been updated for many years, Ding Wei couldn’t help but complain about the person who collected the information——
He has such a young face like a college student, and the photo has not been updated yet. Maybe Mr. Bai excluded him from the six final candidates for this reason.
She was also mentally prepared.
However, Ding Wei felt that she was well prepared, but she never expected that the person who came was actually a young man who was basically the same as the college student in the photo!
"you……"
She couldn't help but hesitate a little.
But the other party seemed to have seen this kind of scene too many times, and now he smiled casually: "Farewell, mine, I am Wang Qinghe, I am thirty-one years old this year."
When he got closer, Ding Wei discovered that when he smiled, subtle lines would appear in the corners of his eyes. But it was nothing. Many college students had more lines in the corners of their eyes.
Wang Qinghe couldn't help but touch his face with self-mockery: "You're too young, that's why."
Ding Wei also breathed a sigh of relief and now laughed:
"I don't know how many people are pursuing this."
…
Wang Qinghe is tall, has a thin body, his eyebrows have the unique enthusiasm of youth, and there is a small mole at the end of his eye. No matter where you look at him, he looks like he has just graduated from college.
But such a meeting also made the two of them quickly eliminate the estrangement. In addition, both items were introduced by Mr. Li, so their mutual trust naturally has a foundation.
Seeing each other pleasing to the eye, the two quickly communicated:
"Mr. Li introduced you to me to prove that you are indeed very capable...but..."
Ding Wei told the truth: "As for salary, we really can't talk anymore because we can only give so much."
The other party was noncommittal. At this moment, he only raised his eyes to look at the pretty Ding Wei carefully and asked:
"You alone own 80% of this website, and the one who invested 10 million owns 20%?"
The confusion in his words was obvious.
Ding Wei also understood that given the current size of Dreamweaver Literature Network, 20% of the shares could be priced at ten million. Either she was too capable, or the other party was really taken advantage of.
She could only smile bitterly and explained:
"The partner only wanted to write a novel. Five million was exchanged for 20% of the equity. The remaining five million required him to own the copyright of his book."
She said it simply, but the other party understood it and nodded thoughtfully: "So, he also loves novels. What about you?"
Ding Wei was stunned. The focus of this topic seemed to be wrong.
The interview...isn't it the purpose of communicating about salary, career development prospects, company plans, etc.?
But there was nothing she couldn't answer. She said directly:
"My pen name is Jingran Youlian. Have you heard of it?"
Wang Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then he laughed dumbly: "I have checked the information, but I didn't expect to look like you..."
He looked at Ding Wei up and down, and then commented seriously: "If a physical publishing house cooperates with you and creates a hot spot, I'm afraid your reputation will be greatly improved."
Ding Wei laughed——
Regarding this aspect, Guomu mentioned it to him when they first met, but was immediately rejected.
I have the same thought today: "I think those who feel good about me now when they hear my name actually like my story more."
"If you think eggs are delicious, why bother pursuing the hen that laid them?"
Wang Qinghe also laughed, his laughter was clear and thorough, as if he had a true youthful mentality, and the years had no trace on him.
But being able to appear on Mr. Bai's initial candidate list, Ding Wei would not underestimate him under any circumstances.
What's more, in ancient times Ganluo worshiped the prime minister twelve times, how could we know that today's young people can't do good things?
In addition, Wang Qinghe is already thirty years old, so there is no need to think about this anymore.
Just listen to Wang Qinghe say: ""The Starry Sky of the Great Era" is very beautiful - it turns out that you are also the author. So, why do you want to open such a website?"
Ding Wei thought for a while, and originally wanted to say some official clichés, but in the end she remembered that the future development direction of the website might still have to be decided by this person... Maybe the differences between the two are too big, so let's take a precaution in advance!
So she admitted 150%: "I didn't have any big ideals at the beginning. I just felt that everyone has some wonderful ideas in their minds. It's just that in today's paper media industry, it is difficult to put everyone's dreams on paper."
superior."
"With the advancement of technology, many excellent online novels have appeared. Since this industry has prospects, why not seize it and give everyone an opportunity to create their dreams?"
Wang Qinghe smiled: "I have seen your benefits and contract, and they are indeed true."
At this moment, Ding Wei was a little confused: "Our contract...shouldn't it have been disclosed to anyone?"
The most important thing is that it has only been less than a week since the first batch of people signed up. Even if they were able to collect them, they would not be so quick!
After all, they only contacted me yesterday.
Could it be that Wang Qinghe knows the author? Or has he specially collected this information in advance?
That's right, the reason why Mr. Bai excluded him before was because he had been following up on Internet literature for many years...
Before her doubts were revealed, Wang Qinghe took the initiative to answer:
"Just the day before yesterday, I also received a text message signing a contract with Dreamweaver Literature Network."
"Oh, by the way, my pen name is——"
"Kunpeng."
Kunpeng?
Ding Wei was stunned.
This name sounded so familiar... She only thought about it for a moment and immediately remembered:
""My Life in the Ocean"?"
Isn't this the author of the novel that Bu Ming rushed over to tell her about it that day?
The one that possessed the dugong after it died?
I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it!
Hearing that Ding Wei could say the name immediately, Wang Qinghe was also a little surprised, and now he became happy again: "It seems that my novel should be pretty good."
He brushed his hair back.
The half-length broken hair was dyed dark brown, making him more like a trendy young boy. At this moment, the other party had a smile in his eyes:
"Come on, you can keep the two million. What can you do with that little salary?"
"I can take over the website, but I also have requirements - I don't want a penny of salary, but after three years, if the website develops well, I want 5% of the shares."
Ding Wei:??!
what happened?
In re-living her life, her biggest golden finger is - to keep meeting rich people?
No, it should be - I keep meeting rich people with strange brains!
The annual salary is two million, which will be six million in three years. Now Bu Ming can exchange five million for 20% of the shares, but the other party only wants 5% in three years...
Even if she were to live her whole life again, Ding Wei's experience would not be enough to support this kind of brain circuit.
At the moment I just find it difficult to understand.
Seeing her doubts, Wang Qinghe also laughed: "Don't think about it. I just feel that there is nothing you can do with this little money."
"I just happen to like your website very much, and I also like your development ideas... let's just leave it like this, and you can't really ask me to work for a few years in vain, right?"
Ding Wei:……
What I didn’t say is that you can be willful if you have money.
Wang Qinghe drank a cup of tea and then explained:
"I know, you want to ask me, why don't you exchange three years' annual salary for equal shares of the website."
"Five million is exchanged for 20%. I have six million. Let alone more, 20% is guaranteed to be obtained. Why should I exchange for 5%? Is that what you think?"
Ding Wei:……
She seems to have had a fake life. She is not cool, handsome or domineering at all in this life. It seems that her personality charm is not strong enough to conquer others to the point of bowing to them...
Her silence is the best answer.
Wang Qinghe laughed, as if he was the simple joy of a young boy scoring a goal:
"Let me ask you, if I exchanged five million for 20% of the shares, would you be willing?"
Ding Wei shook her head.
It is impossible to change. If she changes again, she will have no say in the development of the website in the future, even if she does nothing.
I agreed to Bu Ming at first because the other party gave me too much.
Ten million.
And they do need this funding in the early stages of website development.
But 10 million is more than enough. For normal development, there is no need to allocate additional shares.
Ding Wei also laughed.
She already understood that Wang Qinghe was not stupid, he was just smart and clever, and at the same time, he also had an innocent heart.
She held out a hand:
"Then, it's a pleasure to cooperate."
Wang Qinghe shook it without hesitation, then he let go, stood up and stretched.
"Let's go, take me to the company to see what I'm going to do next... Oh, by the way, I'm the boss now. I can publish it if I don't write 100,000 words, right? I forgot to add a condition just now.
