October 24th.
Chen Rui, who has been busy for a long time, finally showed up at the company again. The last time he came was the day before the National Day.
Everyone in Yu Le, who had long been accustomed to Qin Guanglin's leadership, was still a little unaccustomed to seeing him appear at first.
"Not bad, well managed."
"It's not that you get a lot of salary, and you work hard one by one."
In the office, Chen Rui and Qin Guanglin sat on both sides of the table, drinking tea casually.
"Didn't rest well recently? Why don't you look energetic?" Chen Rui asked, looking at the tired look on Qin Guanglin's face.
It's not the kind of sleepiness after staying up late, more like the fatigue after long hours of high-intensity work.
"There are so many things going on in the company, I'm almost exhausted, can I have energy?"
Qin Guanglin stretched out his hands and rubbed his face. He didn't tell him that he had to go back to draw after get off work every day. He said with a smile, "The company is so organized. Is there any bonus? I'm planning to buy a house at the end of the year."
"It's money-losing... Work is important, and you can't ruin your body. The website over there is almost built, and you just need to wait for the review. Then you can be free after a while."
Chen Rui shook his head and smiled, "If you make your own website well, you don't need to be paid by those bullies, and of course you will get a lot of it—do you want to take a few days off? Why do you look so tired?"
The two are already friends rather than partners, and the bonuses are just a joke. The website over there is a small gold-swallowing beast. There is currently no profit, and it is all spent. The bonus will be paid after it is fully built and stabilized. just work.
"No, no, it's only a few days past the National Day, why are you still on holiday... Oh yes, your master plan seems to be quite effective, and now the popularity of my previous works has slowly increased by half."
"In the current age of traffic, I'm not afraid of you dying, I'm afraid that you won't be exposed, and the smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys. It's normal."
Chen Rui also followed up on this matter, and he already understood what he said, "If it doesn't work, you'll be damned. If the publicity is released, it will become popular. Besides, your own works also have selling points, so take your time."
Qin Guanglin nodded, leaned back on the chair and let out a long breath, then suddenly smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I would also become a great god."
"I didn't expect that there would be so many. I thought about setting up a grading system in the future. Anyone who signs a contract on our platform will be divided into platinum, master, master, master, and rookie grades according to the popularity of their works. This will make excellent painters more popular and more popular. Newcomers also have a career path.”
Chen Rui tapped his fingers on the table, thinking while saying: "The main task of the platform is to provide readers with a better reading experience, those defective products can only be kept at the bottom of the library, like third-rate studios like to win by quantity, in our This is where he can't get through. We focus on high-quality products. The higher the level, the more exposure, so that users don't have to dig for gold in shit, and users are willing to spend money.
There are more paying users, and those painters are more motivated to create, which forms a virtuous circle. If the platform can be made bigger and stronger, the comic industry... hehe. "
Chen Rui laughed, and continued: "—and painters with independent creative talents, they only need to send their works to us, and after deducting the operating costs, they will share the profit, and they will not make money; those who are only proficient in painting Just recruit the company, the company will provide scripts and stories, and then the profit will be divided according to the situation." He raised his chin at Qin Guanglin, "What do you think?"
"It's fancy, take your time. Anyway, I'll do my job well—I can only draw pictures. If I can't make up stories, I'll take care of you. Just don't ruin the company."
Qin Guanglin didn't bother to listen to his plans. There were enough things now, and the things on those platforms didn't want to be mixed up, and there was no way to mix them up.
He is just a bad painter, he doesn't have as much energy as Chen Rui to mess around, and he doesn't know much about what Chen Rui said.
"But I have a question, is comics your lifelong career?" Qin Guanglin wondered.
This person should be over the age of sophomore, right? If you have the time and energy to earn more money, wouldn’t it be good to marry a wife and have children? If you have to spend money and time to do this, most of the profits will be paid, which is thankless.
"People always want to do something meaningful. What's the use of thinking about money every day if you can't bring it into the coffin?" Chen Rui expressed contempt for him.
"The house can be left to the son."
"Hey, I don't have a son."
"..."
Chen Rui laughed and pointed at him, "If you don't enjoy the good life, you will suffer the crime of getting married. You have a problem."
Qin Guanglin was in pain, and said, "No, go out and ask, who has the problem?"
"If you haven't accomplished your great career, why do you call yourself home? We are not the same kind of people."
"Indeed, I don't want to be the same person as you either." Qin Guanglin complained, and then asked, "What's the matter here today?"
"I can't come to my company anymore?" Chen Rui pouted while leaning on the chair.
"Who said you can't come... If you have nothing to do, I will continue to work, and some things will delay the production."
Qin Guanglin began to sort out the information while talking. The company is developing well. Now that Chen Rui has set up the personnel department, the number of people has been expanding. There are more and more things, and he is getting more and more busy.
"By the way, you have to find someone to share these tasks with me, otherwise, my great master can't do it—I don't have much time to draw, I just mess around with these messy things every day."
As he was talking, he suddenly paused, looked up at Chen Rui, and asked suspiciously, "Why do I think this is your conspiracy?"
"What conspiracy?" Chen Rui was taken aback.
"Look, you said at the beginning of the year that you would nominate me as a director. At that time, the year-opening plan did not mention that the company was expanding so fast. Then, when there were more people, you mentioned it to me, and things changed. At this time You threw away the shopkeeper and patted your ass to start a website, and left me here to support it."
The more Qin Guanglin thought about it, the more he thought it was a coincidence, "I'm just a poor painter. I was forced to look like the second boss now, but painting became a side job. You still say it wasn't intentional?"
"Ah... this one..." Chen Rui's eyes wandered, "Isn't there no one available at that time..."
"..."
"Besides, don't you just want to make money? Now this matter is not much different from painting. You just need to make money—you are talented. After this time is over, you continue to paint your paintings. It won't be long before you mention it again." up."
"Forging iron requires hard work. If I don't have any works, I'll be an ass god." Qin Guanglin couldn't help complaining, "Hurry up and help me share a little bit."
Although it is also making money, Huahua is his own strength. If the company is ruined by Chen Rui, he can go to other places to make money. Now he does some chores every day, and he doesn't start a company. Accumulating this kind of experience is useless.
At most, if you apply for a senior executive position, you can add points.
"All right, I'll remember this... Actually, you've done a pretty good job. Even if I'm here by myself, I can only do as much as you do."
Chen Rui nodded in agreement, raised his wrist to check the time, and greeted, "You go ahead, I have to go back up the website over there."
"Okay, try to hurry up."
"correct… "
Chen Rui walked to the door and held the doorknob, then turned around and said, "Are you going to buy a house at the end of the year?"
Qin Guanglin nodded, "Yes, do you want a bonus?"
"Bonuses for opening and closing your mouth... You can see when the time comes, if the gap is not too big, I can lend you some to fill it up."
"Okay, let's see then."
When it comes to buying a house, I don’t know how big the gap is until I look at it. The house type, area, area, and floor are all inconclusive, so I can only make a rough estimate.
Maybe there is a particularly desirable one when viewing the house, and the price may be directly higher by 80,000 or 100,000; maybe the particularly desirable one is a small apartment, and the price will be directly reduced by 100,000 to 80,000.
As the end of get off work was approaching, Qin Guanglin stretched his waist and saw that it was only Thursday, and he had to go to work another day if he wanted to rest.
A little headache.
The company is busy, and it hasn't reached the point where it takes too much mental effort. The key is the painting at home in the past half month, which is laborious and laborious. Art is really not something ordinary people do.
Good thing it's coming to a close, so get it done this week.
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Four chapters, more than 10,000 words.
The author of salted fish is about to be heated to dry fish
(end of this chapter)