Chapter 139 This Is the Talent that President Pu Wants! (Additional Updates, Please Subscribe, 6/118)

Chapter 139 This is the talent Mr. Pu wants! (Please subscribe for more updates, 6118)

Meng Xingkong has been working in the basement for a year. He has been out of the sun for a long time, and his face is unhealthy and pale.

After staying up late and looking at the computer for a long time, my hairline has moved back a lot.

Coupled with this, he was wearing simple casual clothes and a computer bag.

It's just like.

"Hello, sir, are you going to the third floor to interview a programmer? Looking at your appearance, your chances of applying are high!"

The usher in the office building eagerly chatted with him.

Meng Xingkong: "."

"Is Duoyu Culture Company on the 16th floor?"

"Oh, please go to Duoyu Company to apply for a job. Yes, it's the 16th floor."

"Thanks."

Meng Xingkong went up with his bag on his back.

The instructor looked at his vicissitudes of life and thinning hair, and said to himself: "It would be a pity not to be a programmer."

Hengtai Building, 16th floor, Duoyu Culture Company.

In the office of Pu Jie's boss.

A little sister poured two cups of tea and then walked out gracefully.

Pu Jie looked at Meng Xingkong, who looked a little dazed, and said, "Mr. Meng, please have tea."

"Oh oh oh!"

Only then did Meng Xingkong recover from the shock.

He really couldn't believe this was true.

After he just came up, looking at the huge office area, he didn't know which way to go to find the location of Duoyu Culture Company.

Then the pretty little girl at the front desk led him to Mr. Pu's office with a sweet smile.

On the way, he learned that the entire 16th floor belonged to Duoyu Company!

For an online writing studio, it is enough to rent an office in the bustling North Third Ring Road area of ​​Kyoto.

He originally thought that the office environment was not much bigger than his 30-square-meter basement, which was just a facade in the building.

And then a whole layer, all of it.

The young boss was sitting opposite, chatting with himself.

Everything is like a dream.

Pu Jie's question brought him back to reality from his shock.

"Oh win. Boss?"

Pu Jie corrected: "Hey! Don't say something so unlucky. Call me Mr. Pu."

"Hello, Mr. Aopu, I am Xingkong, we had a chat in Longkong, we had a chat."

Pu Jie has just interviewed several people, but all of them have great ideas and sound very profitable.

What if they don't listen to themselves, operate secretly, and make the company profitable?

Pu Jie felt that he had to find someone who fit his street fighting philosophy, an obedient and intermittent gangster.

He can move when needed, and lie down when not urged.

Pu Jie looked at the slightly dull man in front of him, and his first impression was not bad.

At least it's not like those hard-working people who keep beeping and clamoring to make Duoyu bigger and stronger.

"Ahem, let's talk. Have you ever worked in an online writing studio?"

Meng Xingkong: "We have done it before. Our previous studio was called 'Super God Studio' and we worked on it for more than a year."

"Oh? Then why not do it?"

Meng Xingkong was a little embarrassed: "I just made it bankrupt."

Um? Element detection!

bonus!

Pu Jie continued to ask: "Okay, then how do you think you can run a good online writing studio? One as large as mine."

Meng Xingkong's heart trembled.

Take the exam!

This is for the boss to see if he can help his studio make money.

How to say?

Tell me about your philosophy of cultivating authors to produce routine and hit articles?

Do not make jokes!

The boss definitely doesn't want to hear that. What he wants is to make money safely.

"Mr. Pu, I think we should exploit new authors, get guarantees from various small websites, and then write for new authors to earn the difference, and then, uh, recruit more editors. The office is big anyway, and each editor will Be more responsible for the author, that’s it. The profits should still be considerable, right?”

The more Meng Xingkong talked, the more he felt guilty. Can such a big office afford the cost?

Pujie nodded.

"What other businesses do you think we can do?"

Meng Xingkong: "Important, continued writing, customized essays, participating in essay solicitation activities on small websites, etc.?"

These are what his two partners usually do, and they can indeed earn some money.

In order to make a living, he had to say this when applying for this company.

Otherwise, if you brag about your own ideas without thinking, you will definitely be doomed.

People are under the roof.

Pu Jie asked again: "If you join Duoyu Company, can you execute the order exactly according to my ideas?"

Meng Xingkong had already been polished by reality at this time.

"Of course, I will execute it completely!"

Pu Jie: "What if some plans don't seem very reasonable?"

Meng Xingkong: "Then I must have read it wrong."

"Great! Let's talk about salary then."

Pu Jie is very satisfied with this person named Meng Xingkong.

I have practical experience, I understand this industry, I don’t have any evil ideas, I can do the most traditional online writing studio style, so how many things are there to do?

He seems to be obedient and does whatever he says.

The most important thing is honesty!

Pu Jie likes honest people. He is really fed up with those people who do one thing in front of their faces and behind their backs!

That’s right, that’s the operations officer and disciplinary assistant!

Pooh!

Two fake guys!

Meng Xingkong felt a little surprised. He didn't say anything, so he was talking about salary?

"You said before that the monthly salary was 10,000 yuan, plus five insurances and one housing fund. Is that right?"

Pu Jie frowned: "This number is not particularly accurate."

Meng Xingkong sighed in his heart, he knew it.

The recruitment information written on the Internet is exaggerated. They often did this before, tricking authors to come and write articles.

"Super God Studio accepts a large number of articles. All types of articles can be submitted. The price is determined according to the quality, 15-300 per thousand words! The price is the highest on the Internet, come and submit your articles!"

Newcomers saw that the lowest price was 15 per thousand words. If it was a little higher, let's not talk about 300, take the median 150, that's also a big profit!

They all came to submit their articles.

Then their studio received a lot of beginnings and gave them to the website to guarantee the bottom line or buy out.

After passing 15 per thousand words, ask newcomers if they want to write 10 per thousand words.

The newcomers were puzzled: "Didn't you say 1500~300? Why is it lower?"

"Oh! The market is not good. The website is accepting fewer manuscripts now. If it weren't for our studio, you wouldn't be able to sign a contract for this manuscript. Will you write it?"

"Then write it."

Some newcomers gave in.

If you didn't give in, then sorry, this beginning is mine. I will give it to other authors in the studio immediately and continue writing it directly!

Meng Xingkong just hopes that Pu Jie won't bargain too hard, just better than moving bricks.

At least doing this is still an industry that I love.

Pu Jie: "10,000 is just your basic salary, the commission is the big part! How can you forget the commission!"

Meng Xingkong: (°ー°〃)

"In order to motivate you to create better profits for the company's losses! There must be commission incentives!"

Meng Xingkong: "Is this really possible?"

There is actually an incentive!

Meng Xingkong thought about it for a while and understood that it was the boss's usual trick to give a certain amount of rewards based on how much money he made for the company, so that he would make a lot of money for the company.

By then, the boss will be able to drive a better car, live in a bigger house, and pick up more girls.

I will also increase my income.

It's barely a win-win situation.

"Of course! I, Pu, never tell lies. Your commission will be calculated based on the royalties paid out. For every 10,000 yuan of royalties you pay to the author, you will get a commission of 500,400,300,200 yuan. Yes, a commission of 200 yuan."

Meng Xingkong: (°ー°〃)

What the hell is it to calculate the commission based on the money the company pays out?

Forcing yourself to spend money?

Why is every word of this boss so unexpected?

But he has no reason to refuse. No matter how he listens, he will take advantage.

"I have no problem."

Pu Jie clapped his hands: "Okay! Come to work tomorrow, let's pay the author together!"

Pu Jie was happy.

Experienced, no ideas, obedient, and has worked in a bankrupt studio.

This is the perfect talent he wants!

On the third day of the day, I asked for monthly tickets as usual. There are extra chapters for monthly tickets, and they will be calculated together at the end of the month. (PS: Chapter 118 will be updated soon!)

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