Text Volume 234 [The Controversy of Appearance]

Jinshan Company, office room.

Qiu Bojun didn't speak, Song Weiyang and Zhang Xuanlong were also watching.

Under Song Weiyang's strong suggestion, the three decided to appoint Lei Jun as the general manager. From now on, they will do their best to cultivate Lei Jun's prestige. In fact, there is no need to cultivate Lei Jun. More than half of the company's people are recruited by Lei Jun.

"Papa papa!"

Lei Jun slapped his hands and said, "Everyone take a break, I'm announcing good news now!"

More than a dozen employees immediately let go of their keyboards and focused their attention on Lei Jun.

Lei Jun said with a smile: "Mr. Song Weiyang, Chairman of Xifeng Company, will formally become a shareholder of our Jinshan. He promised to provide funds until the development of ps97 is completed. At the same time, the company's equity will also be redistributed, and every brother here will have a share I would like to announce in advance the future shareholding composition of the company: 25% for Zhang Xuanlong, 25% for Song Weiyang, 25% for Qiu Bojun, 15% for Lei Jun. The remaining 10% will be distributed to everyone according to their contribution, and 1% for Wang Quanguo..."

Wang Quanguo is the future CIO of Jinshan, and also a good friend of Lei Jun in college. With the addition of Li Ruxiong, they are known as the "Three Musketeers of Jiangcheng", and they formed the "Three Color Company" together when they were seniors.

Lei Jun was lured into Jinshan by Qiu Bojun with a meal of roast duck and became the sixth employee. He then pulled Wang Quanguo and Li Ruxiong into the company and became the seventh and eighth employees.

After Jinshan Company fell into trouble, Li Ruxiong chose to resign and co-founded Lianbang Software Company, and later became the general manager of Huasoft Software and Optics Valley Software. That is another entrepreneurial story different from Jinshan.

When Lei Jun announced the equity allocation plan, the employees looked at each other in blank dismay, then cheered loudly and their morale was high.

Zhang Xuanlong stood up and said with a smile: "Everyone, don't panic, don't worry, we must make ps97 more perfect. Funding is not a problem, the future belongs to us!"

"Crack clap clap!"

The employees applauded wildly.

Song Weiyang said: "I'm leaving get off work early today, and I invite everyone to go for a massage. I told you in advance that it's a serious massage, so don't get it wrong."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The employees laughed, and they laughed obscenely.

Everyone went downstairs and came to the side of the road. Song Weiyang hailed a taxi and handed the mobile phone to the driver: "Master, there are nearly 20 of us, please help call a few cars, and each car will give you an extra 5 yuan." Airfare."

"No problem, boss, just wait a moment." The driver master was overjoyed, quickly dug out the phone book, and called his friends one by one.

Soon four more taxis came, and Song Weiyang got in and said, "Master, go to the best local massage parlor, and ask for the regular one. I'll give you 10 yuan to guide the way. Don't lead the way carelessly."

"Understood, understood," the driver hurriedly left his business card, "Boss, call me if you want to use the car in the future."

In fact, Qiu Bojun himself has a Toyota, which was given to him by Zhang Xuanlong, but it is not easy to make special trips in groups, so he can only take a taxi with everyone.

Foot washing, hair washing, bathing, massage and massage... did a full set of health care.

The sloppy and unkempt programmers, one by one, went out in high spirits, laughing and chatting with all kinds of farts:

"Wow, it feels so good, my frozen shoulder seems to have been squeezed away."

"The blind master said that I have problems with my cervical spine and shoulder spine, and it hurts when I press it, it hurts like hell."

"It turns out that getting a massage is so comfortable, I want to come every day in the future."

"Come every day, can you afford it? It's expensive."

"Don't go to such a big shop, just find a roadside massage parlor."

"I'm afraid the massage skills on the side of the road are not in place, and they are proficient in all other techniques."

"..."

Seeing that everyone liked it, Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Well, anyway, there are not many people in the company now, and the office is empty. I will pay for a rest room in the company and hire a professional masseur. Everyone can take turns doing simple massages every day.”

"Boss Song is generous!"

"I love you to death."

"Damn, who dares to persuade me to leave Jinshan again, I'm in a hurry with him!"

The employees are very happy. They write codes every day and suffer from occupational diseases. How happy they are to get free massages in the company.

Lei Jun smiled and said, "Boss Song, you are trying to spoil the employees."

Zhang Xuanlong said: "Xiao Song is good, it should be like this, and the massage room should be designated as a permanent institution in the future."

After the big health care, there is a dinner party, this time Zhang Xuanlong treats guests.

Lei Jun was very active and very happy. He toasted back and forth, and after a while he became unsteady.

Song Weiyang looked at Mr. Rebs with a smile, wondering if Lei Jun would resign immediately after Jinshan was successfully listed as in another time and space. In eight years, Jinshan planned to go public five times, and Lei Jun had to work more than ten hours a day. It seems that the listing of Jinshan is the responsibility on Lei Jun's shoulders. If this goal is achieved, he can do what he likes to do.

Without Lei Jun, Jinshan's industry has grown bigger and bigger, but the good reputation accumulated over the years has been messed up.

"Come on, come on, Boss Zhang, why don't you go?" Song Weiyang raised his glass with a smile.

Zhang Xuanlong held down his wine glass and said: "They are all from our own people, so don't call them Boss Zhang. How about this, I have a nickname called 'Liangzi', which is common in mainland China, Hong Kong City and Wanwan, and my friends call it that I."

"Hey, fate, I also have a nickname called 'Handsome Guy'," Song Weiyang laughed, "Hi, handsome guy, I'm toasting you."

"It's easy to say, easy to say," Zhang Xuanlong clinked his glasses, "This glass of wine has witnessed the friendship between the pretty guy and the handsome guy, cheers!"

Among the top executives of Founder Group, Zhang Xuanlong really has a nickname called "Liangzi", while the other executives are called "Teacher xx" and they are all teachers from Peking University.

Moreover, Zhang Xuanlong himself forcibly promoted the name "Pretty Boy", otherwise how could a group of Peking University teachers call him "Pretty Boy".

Just like Song Weiyang's self-proclaimed handsome guy, he's brazen!

Naturally, Zhang Xuanlong began to discuss the issue of appearance with Song Weiyang: "Handsome guy, you came at the right time. In our Jinshan, I am the biggest handsome boy, and Xiaoqiu and Junzi are also handsome boys. Now with you, our Jinshan's appearance value is once again It has been raised to a higher level, so congratulations!"

"It should be me who raised Jinshan's average appearance level, including yours." Song Weiyang corrected.

Zhang Xuanlong laughed: "Hahahaha, it doesn't make sense for you to say that, obviously I am a little prettier than you."

Qiu Bojun interrupted suddenly: "Old Zhang, Xiao Song said in a CCTV program that he was already handsome to the depths of his soul, and that was endorsed by the official media!"

"Oh, there is such a thing?" Zhang Xuanlong asked in surprise.

Lei Jun just came back from a toast, and said with a smile: "This is absolutely true, Cai Guoqing has admitted it. We used to talk about this when we were on bbs forums."

Zhang Xuanlong sighed sadly: "Why didn't I ever think of going on CCTV to praise my good looks? I was preempted by you, it hurts me so much!"

Song Weiyang stood up and shouted at more than ten programmers: "Come and evaluate, who is more handsome, Boss Zhang or me?"

"Boss is handsome." Although the programmers were confused, they still kept their sense, "Boss Zhang is an old handsome guy, and Boss Song is a handsome young guy!"

Zhang Xuanlong proudly said: "See? Old handsome guy means senior handsome guy, you are a little younger than me."

"I'm fucking crazy, I'm fussing over this with you." Song Weiyang took a drink by himself.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone laughed.

Zhang Xuanlong got up and raised his glass: "Come, come, let's drink this cup to the brim for Jinshan's new handsome boy!"