Rebirth: Let's Talk About 1984

According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.

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Chapter 469: An incompetent general can lead to the downfall of an entire army; that's exactly what I'm talking about.

"Senior, may I ask what level and standard your salary is based on?"

"I really can't tell you that. The fact that you're asking this means you're not part of the company yet. Even if you become a member, HR will clearly tell you about the salary confidentiality policy when you join and discuss your salary."

"What's so secret about this? Aren't there grade-based salary tables all the time?"

Liu Zheng smiled and shook his head, continuing, "There's no rice (referring to a specific type of worker), nor is it necessary, because the rice-based talent system leads to a rather complicated wage system. I can only tell you that some people earn very high salaries, while others are just average. The wage table you mentioned, with its different levels of workers, is suitable for factory workers, not laboratory personnel. Understand?"

Looking at the group of young people, Liu Zheng smiled and shook his head, exchanging a glance with his companion. They both laughed.

Looking at the smiling employees of the rice company, Geng Rui said to her colleagues, "There's no need to discuss this anymore, nor is there any need to report it. We're here to learn, and mastering the skills is our mission."

As soon as she spoke, the remaining six all stood up straight and said yes.

Although the sound was soft, it was powerful and startled Liu Zheng and the others.

These people exchanged glances a few more times, then stopped talking and turned to their computers to continue their work.

Despite Xing Baohua's claim that they can rest at any time, they can't really rest because the workload is quite heavy, and they're all rushing to organize data.

Geng Rui looked at the code on the computer screen, thought for a moment, deleted a section, and then deleted a line.

As I typed, it was as if I had found a pattern, and my fingers became more nimble, clattering across the keyboard like invisible hands.

She was the loudest keyboard user in the entire office.

"Fang Liqiang, I'll give you a set of functions. Help me calculate it."

"yes."

"Yang Lina, help me write a piece of C code."

"yes"

“Wang Han…”

In this way, Geng Rui mobilized all her partners to help her assemble her magical tools.

As Xing Baohua said before, this thing is very large, and sometimes one person cannot complete it alone; a team is needed.

Geng Rui realized that she really couldn't finish it, so she changed her approach and asked the existing staff to help her write the code in segments, and then she would merge the segments together.

Xing Baohua took a nap for about two hours. When she woke up and went to her studio, she was startled to see the girl's hands flying across the keyboard. "Wow, that girl's hand speed is amazing!"

If it were used in any other direction, who could withstand it!