The next day, Erbao went to school to discuss the proposal given by her mother with her classmates. Ye Fan drove to the tobacco company and gave the trading company's contact number, name and company address to the tobacco company leaders and asked them to negotiate among themselves.
Although Ye Fan loves money, he doesn't love it enough to make any money. Ye Fan didn't get any kickback when he helped people contact him for food, and he even praised Ye Fan's righteousness to Chang Guangrong.
Ye Fan went to the research institute after leaving the tobacco company, always wanting to see where the scientific research funds were spent. Because she knows computers, has been to the assembly workshop, and has helped a Hong Kong partner sell computers for several years. She is knowledgeable, so the scientific research institute does not dare to fool her.
Scientific research funds are not wasted, and I am not annoyed when the progress is slow. After all, China has just started in this area, and slow development is normal. It is unrealistic to catch up with foreign countries in one step.
When the newcomers in the team saw Ye Fan just looking at him and leaving, they couldn't help but ask the senior brother: "Boss Ye is so easy to talk to?"
"Boss Ye understands. So I don't give random orders." The senior brother said, "I have never seen her angry after working with her for several years. The prerequisite is not to fool her like a fool."
Ye Fan came out of the scientific research institute and looked at his watch. It was past twelve o'clock and drove home immediately.
When we got home, the nanny had already washed the dishes. When she saw Ye Fan coming in, she asked, "Auntie, have you eaten?"
Ye Fan shook his head slightly. The little nanny immediately went to cook.
Yu Wentao asked: "Huihui said that there is a mobile phone for sale now. Do you want to buy one? If someone calls you, you don't have to look for a phone to call back."
Ye Fan: "It's as heavy as a brick. It's so expensive that it's not worth it."
"Convenient."
Ye Fan: "It's inconvenient. You have to carry it in a large suitcase."
Yu Wentao heard this and stopped trying to persuade him.
Therefore, Ye Fan thought that Dabao and Erbao were about to start working and needed pagers, but they were still students, so Ye Fan decided to buy them at the end of the year as a New Year's gift.
The nights were long and the days were short, and it got dark early, so Geng Sensen changed from coming back every day in summer to coming back every week. On Saturday night, Geng Sensen took the last bus home. Yu Wentao was very worried and kept trying to persuade him to come back in the morning on weekends because walking at night was dangerous.
Ye Fan suddenly thought that he should be given a pager.
Before Ye Fan could ask him when he would resign, the washing machine buzzed the next morning. Geng Sensen was fine for the time being and discussed it with his aunt again: "I don't want to do it anymore."
Ye Fan: "Resign immediately?"
"That won't work." Geng Sensen shook his head, "There are still a few days left in this month. It's a shame that I can't get a bonus if I resign now."
Ye Fan was speechless and wanted to laugh: "Are you still short of money?"
Geng Sensen took over three jobs, Zhang Xiaoming's foreign trade company, Ye Fan's company finance and Chang Guangrong's clothing factory. If he works three days a month, the part-time fee for three days is equal to his monthly salary.
Geng Sensen's monthly salary, extra money and bonuses are as good as those of his father. Geng's boss has been busy for decades as his son has been busy for a few years.
"Anyway, I don't want to take advantage of them." Geng Sensen said, "If the bonus cannot reach my hands, they will not return it to the country."
Ye Fan: "After this month, there is only one month left in this year, and you should be thinking about the year-end bonus."
"The year-end bonus will be busy until the end of the year." Geng Sensen shook his head, "Our department is busiest after the solar year. I plan to resign on the last day of December."
Ye Fan asked: "Don't you need to resign in advance?"
Geng Sensen didn't know: "I'll ask another day. The report needs to be submitted one month in advance, so I will submit the report at the end of this month."
Ye Fan: "Hand it over. I happen to be busy too, so come and help me. By the way, you also have to help Dabao, Huihui and Guangming calculate their personal income taxes."
Geng Sensen: "Is that sure?"
Ye Fan nodded slightly: "I will ask the sales staff to send some computers over tomorrow."
"How do they deliver it?" Geng Sensen asked subconsciously.
Ye Fan: "There is a van. But the company also needs another car. I will buy a Santana another day, and you can use it with the design department. Leave the key at the front desk."
When Geng Sensen heard about the car, he wanted to resign immediately. But when he thought that his bonus would definitely be eaten and drunk by his colleagues this month when he resigned, he didn't want to take advantage of them, so he told him to hold on until the Gregorian calendar year.
Geng Sensen's inner frustration disappeared, and he finally realized that the house was very quiet today: "Where are Dabao and Erbao?"
Ye Fan: "Guangming wanted to learn to drive, so Dabao took my car out to teach him how to drive. Erbao was at school. He called back and said he would come back in the afternoon and that he would have to rehearse the show with his classmates in the morning. I don't know what she, a flute player, can do. .”
"I know everything about musical instruments. Erbao can play the flute, so it's not difficult to learn other things temporarily." Geng Sensen asked, "Where can Dabao go to practice driving?"
Ye Fan said: "There is an open space in Chang Guangrong's factory. It's cold now, and it's not a holiday season. The sportswear business is bleak, and the factory doesn't work overtime, so apart from the janitors, they are the only two."
"Then let Dabao teach me another day?"
Ye Fan: "Ask Dabao about this and see when he has time."
After lunch, Dabao took his cousin away. Chu Guangming practiced for a while, and Dabao asked his brother to get in the car.
Erbao showed off to Ye Fan that his schoolmates were awesome—her mother suggested that they could do it.
Ye Fan asked: "Isn't it very lively?"
"Yes! We gave it a try, and it wasn't very good at first. It was more lively than the Western band played by the freshman juniors and juniors." Erbao said, "They are all in formal attire, and they look very serious at first sight. By the way, we also found a Conductor, it just so happens that the conductor can do somersaults, and he performs somersaults. Mom, are there many talents in our school? ”
The weather was cold, and the two of them were chatting in the courtyard. Although there is heating in the house, it is boring to stay in the house all day. The nanny and Yu Wentao were basking in the warmth not far from them. Hearing this, the nanny couldn't help but interject: "Erbao, are your alumni all future diplomatic talents? Can you do somersaults?"
Erbao smiled and said: "Why not? Just take it seriously in formal occasions."
"But when I watch the diplomats on TV, they all dance like that, just two people together."
Erbao: "That was a diplomatic dance, and we were a party. Do you know about the Spring Festival Gala?"
"I've heard of it." The little nanny has a TV in the village that is still in the village chief's house. There are usually a lot of people watching TV, but the little nanny is too embarrassed to squeeze in, so she has never watched the Spring Festival Gala.
Erbao said: "One year during the Spring Festival Gala, the one who played the red boy wore a bellyband and bare buttocks to pay New Year greetings."
The little nanny was shocked.
Erbao: "The party is not as serious as you think. Besides, the school leaders also hope that we have personal hobbies. In the future, when we go to backward areas and there are no TV sets and unstable voltage, we can't listen to the radio, we can pass the time with our personal hobbies. Otherwise, we will wait for a while. Even for a few years, the soldiers will not be able to survive.”
Ye Fan nodded: "The army has condolence performances from time to time. People with skills are very popular in the army."
Erbao thought of her father and couldn't help but ask her father when he would take leave.
Ye Fan: "Your dad seems to have disappeared recently. I doubt he will be able to take a vacation next time he comes back."
Ye Fan guessed correctly.
At the end of November, the day Geng Sensen's resignation report was handed in, Geng Zhiye came back with his luggage. After resting at home for a day, Ye Fan accompanied him to the hospital for a physical examination.
After coming back and resting for another day, Geng Zhiye was full of energy and wanted to drive Ye Fan to play.
Ye Fan asked: "Would you like to visit the company? It seems like you haven't been there since we moved here."
"Go!" Geng Zhiye took off his thick down jacket and put on a black woolen coat, put on the leather cotton shoes bought by his son, and put on the watch bought by Ye Fan. He looked more like a big boss than Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was speechless.
Geng Zhiye lowered his head and looked at it: "What's wrong?"
"Isn't it cold?" Ye Fan asked, pointing to his coat.
Geng Zhiye: "I have autumn clothes and a woolen sweater inside, so it's not cold. Besides, there's no wind in the car."
"I think you're going crazy." Ye Fan gave him the leather gloves on the dressing table, "Have you had another drill recently?"
Geng Zhiye stretched out his hand, and there was a cracked but healed frostbite on his thumb: "Yes!" Speaking of this, Geng Zhiye couldn't help but smile, "This is a sparring match between the two armies. Guess which side won?" < br>
Ye Fanxin said, I can tell by looking at your expression: "You?"
Geng Zhiye nodded repeatedly, fearing that he would be sorry for all the soldiers if he was slower: "You won't believe it, my cooking team took over the enemy's headquarters."
Ye Fan couldn't believe it, so much so that he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Geng Zhiye put a scarf on her and said with a smile: "Everyone except my department was confused at that time." He pushed her out and said, "This drill is not in the plan. I feel like stepping on me."
"Step on you?"
Geng Zhiye nodded: "I am one of the people in the army who is optimistic about it. If the person I am optimistic about wins, I can justifiably bring him up."
"Isn't it as good as your resume that you need to polish it like this?"
Geng Zhiye: "Two years younger than me, he went to university, but not a military academy. After graduation, he happened to catch up with the Cultural Revolution. I didn't dare to be transferred randomly. I stayed in one place for ten years. It was better for me to stay on the border line and on the island. A few years ago, the independent brigade was trained. He went to the battlefield a few years ago, but there were many people there, and all the military regions sent people, so it was not enough to convince the people."
Ye Fan: "If that's the case, the higher-ups should give you some hints, right?"
Geng Zhiye: "Maybe. But it must be too subtle and I didn't understand it." "Then you go up and he will go to other troops to brush up his resume?"
Geng Zhiye said: "Even if it wasn't me, it couldn't be him. Not to mention that the leader didn't block the news, even if he wanted to block the news, he couldn't stop everyone from talking. The two divisions together have more than 10,000 people."
"Is your cooking class so good?"
Geng Zhiye didn't know what to say, it felt like he was missing the mark.
When he first arrived at the division headquarters, Geng Zhiye got to know everyone carefully. In addition to those who really liked military camp life, there were also some talented people from good backgrounds and special talents.
Talents are all a bit arrogant, and those from poor families are no exception.
Geng Zhiye does not advocate beating and scolding, but it is of no use to keep writing inspections and solitary confinement for small mistakes. Geng Zhiye thought of the years he spent on the island. The young masters and soldiers didn't want to go to the cooking class. The work was too complicated and grueling. Geng Zhiye threw the thorns from each company to the cooking class. They didn't dare not work, nor did they dare to mess around, because the food didn't suit their tastes, and their die-hard brothers wouldn't let them go without the help of the division headquarters.
The cooking class also requires daily training, such as building bridges over water, clearing roads through mountains, surviving in the wild, etc. The cooking class has a small stove, so even if it is leftover food, it will be more flavorful than a big pot of rice. Seeing that these thorns would not delay their training in the cooking class and they were eating well, they simply stayed in the cooking class.
The companies wished they would never come back. Geng Zhiye had no objection at first glance and agreed to stay in the cooking class. As the old squad leader changes his job, the current cooking squad leader is the thorn in the side.
Geng Zhiye only gave one sentence to the entire division: win within the rules set by the military headquarters. The military department does not stipulate that cooking classes cannot be attended. The military department also required that it be the same as in actual combat. In actual combat, whoever encounters the enemy will attack. Therefore, the cooking squad calculated the route and cut off the enemy's headquarters without delay before returning to open fire and cook. The division commander would not train them, so they did it.
Geng Zhiye said: "Think about the equipment for the cooking class."
Ye Fan: "Other officers bring their own things, but the cooking team has to bring their own things and also bring the stove?"
Geng Zhiye said: "Not only do they have good physical strength. We wait for each other at the designated place. The cooking class has to find firewood and cook in a hidden place. It can be said that the cooking class is as important as the headquarters. Maybe because of this, they think of each other. Where can you hide the headquarters so that you can capture it without spending a single soldier?"
"The other party also has a cooking class."
Geng Zhiye smiled and said nothing.
Ye Fan felt that it was written all over his face - he would make a nest of bears.
"Look how beautiful you are." Ye Fan smiled.
Geng Zhiye opened the car door and got in.
Ye Fan gave him the key.
There was a light snowfall a few days ago, the temperature dropped, and the road was icy. Geng Zhiye drove very carefully. It usually took less than half an hour, but he drove for nearly forty minutes.
The tall man was the first to be seen at the front desk, and instinctively stretched out his hand to stop: "Please stay!"
Ye Fan turned his head and looked over. The girl at the front desk was stunned and opened her mouth: "Old—boss?"
"This is my lover." Ye Fan said to the front desk.
The receptionist opened his mouth to say "boss wife", but when he realized it was inappropriate, he wanted to call "boss husband" again. The last thing he said was: "Brother-in-law!"
Geng Zhiye raised his eyebrows, smiled and said "hmm", then followed Ye Fan into the elevator.
As the elevator door closed, Geng Zhiye couldn't help but say: "That's very clever."
"The front desk must be smart. The salary is not low, it is the same as other company clerks." Ye Fan said.
The smart front desk immediately called the inside line - the boss's husband is here, don't make the wrong call.
The new employees who have been hired in the past two years have not met Geng Zhiye. When they heard about this, they approached the team leader and the director and asked if they wanted to report to the boss. They could accompany him.
As a result, I was scolded by the director or team leader. But none of them were honest. They called Ye Fan's secretary and asked her to find out when the boss would be back.
The secretary said to her heart, even if you knew it, it would be too late to come down.
They didn't have time to go down, but they could lie down and watch from the window.
There were heads all over the glass windows on the sixth floor. Geng Zhiye went downstairs and looked at them inadvertently, and let out a soft cry of fright.
"What's wrong?" Ye Fan followed his line of sight and everyone dispersed.
Ye Fan was speechless.
Geng Zhiye asked: "Are top students also so gossipy?"
Ye Fan: "They are human beings too."
Geng Zhiye thought of his comrades. If they hadn't gossiped and spread the news that the actress from the art troupe was looking for him, he wouldn't have asked Ye Fan to come forward to handle it.
Geng Zhiye shook his head helplessly: "How is business recently?"
Ye Fan: "Not bad, not bad. It can cover your salary."
“Aren’t old employees going to make trouble if they can’t get their dividends?”
Ye Fan said: "The software development team has a good business. They can be regarded as a one-stop shop. If they can't come up with working software, they will create plug-in small programs. Selling one person is worthless, and some companies can buy it outright. It's worth it. The old employees are quite satisfied with the status quo. ”
Little did they know that was not the case.
There are many software and computer companies around Ye Fan's company. Either the wages are high and the environment is depressing, or the bosses are kind but can only draw pictures. Unlike Ye Fan's old employees, all of them have a suite.
Having a house means having a family and no worries. Even half the dividend is not too small for them. Not only because they regard the company as their own, but because they have found out from others that only the founders of other companies can receive dividends.
Old employees will not get any dividends even if they work for five or eight years. Even if the salary is increased every year, it is not the same as dividends. I was given bonuses and felt like we were part of the same family as the boss. No matter how much salary and bonus you get, you will still be a part-time worker in the end.
To put it bluntly, Ye Fan's company is so stable, and her employees are also the most difficult to recruit in the industry. She still relies on the support of her peers just like in the past few years.
Others asked Ye Fan how to retain employees. Ye Fan told the truth and they thought Ye Fan was talking nonsense. Some people are willing to believe that what Ye Fan said is true, and are not willing to give 10% or even 20% of the net profit to employees.
In the afternoon, Ye Fan didn't go to the company and went to watch a movie with Geng Zhiye.
He didn't go to the company the next morning. He went to the company to take a look at Ye Fan in the afternoon and then went home. Then he disappeared for five days while the couple went on a trip.
Dabao didn't see his parents when he came back over the weekend, so he provoked him: "Look, I won't take you with me. Don't let Ye Fan look after your house in the future."
Yu Wentao: "Go back and call Ye Fan in front of your father."
Dabao didn't dare. Even though his father was twenty or thirty years older than him, Geng Zhiye looked like an old man in the countryside. Beating him was like beating a rabbit.
Geng Zhiye returned to the army, and the solar year was approaching. Ye Fan drove to buy eighty packaging boxes and thirty gifts, and then asked her mother-in-law and nanny to help her pack them when she got home.
Yu Wentao wondered: "How can I pack eighty portions from thirty portions?"
Ye Fan: "There are fifty yuan left, ranging from ten yuan to one hundred yuan."
"Then how do you send it to employees?"
Ye Fan said: "Write the numbers on the bottom of the box, and then I will make another box, write the numbers down, and take the corresponding gift when you touch the number."
"How many people are there in your company?"
Ye Fan: "Sales staff from all over the country, plus cleaning, security and front desk, it's almost the same. Sales staff from other places will be here in the next few days."
Yu Wentao smacked his tongue: "It's not too much trouble."
Ye Fan said: "You have to flower when it's time."
The cafeteria was big enough. Ye Fan and Han Dawei's wife had agreed to prepare tea in the cafeteria in the afternoon before the New Year's Day holiday, and she would hold the annual meeting in the cafeteria.
When Han Dawei's wife heard about this, she also planned to prepare a few packaging boxes. They would draw gifts at the dining place, and the cafeteria employees would draw gifts in the kitchen.
Ye Fan didn't tell anyone about this.
The employees were not in the mood to work that afternoon, so Ye Fan said: "Pack up, go to the cafeteria for a meeting and then we will get off work." Then he gave the newly bought camera to the secretary and asked the secretary to take pictures.
When everyone went to the cafeteria and saw many gifts on the table, they exclaimed one after another.
Then the sales manager also brought people over.
Ye Fan just said: "Keep working hard next year, come here and draw a number now."
The secretary exclaimed: "Is it so direct?"
Ye Fan: "It's time to get off work after so many people have found gifts one by one."
It was getting dark when everyone got the gifts, and they chatted a little together. Ye Fan asked them to clean up the canteen, take away the snacks, and then told the employees to get off work. Those who are out of town have already received their travel expenses in advance, and those who don’t want to spend two days in the capital can go back to the station directly.
Dabao knew that his mother's company was holding an annual meeting in the afternoon. When he saw his mother subconsciously looking at the time, it was less than six o'clock: "Mom, it ends so early. Are you holding an annual meeting?"
(End of chapter)