A wise person knows when to yield.
Bao De and Hu Qizhi met again after a long time. Neither of them was as spirited as before. After exchanging a few simple pleasantries, they sat down and drank silently in front of each other.
"This is truly unexpected; it's all that Pan's fault," Hu Qizhi attributed the failure.
No matter how you look at it, it seems like Pan You wanted to die and then dragged a bunch of people down with him.
"On the surface, it seems to be due to Pan You, but how exactly did he manage to do it so... messily?" Bao De rubbed his temples; he'd been getting a bit of a headache lately.
Blaming your teammates?
It's certainly understandable; when disaster strikes, birds and beasts scatter.
Is Pan You the culprit?
The three of them—Bao De, Qi Qiankun, and Hu Qizhi—made the decision together. Isn't blaming Pan You also implying that he has poor judgment in choosing people?
Then we can only blame that meddlesome blogger?
The two bosses reviewed each other's accounts, but neither of them had ever considered that Rong Daizhen was such a minor character who had once submitted to them.
Perhaps they felt that such a minor character couldn't cause any trouble.
But it is often the undervalued minor characters and pawns who, like Pan You, overturned the whole table.
"Those two bald guys are really inhuman. They seem more reliable than anyone else normally, but when trouble comes, they run away faster than anyone else."
"Who can argue with that? Things have come to this..."
They looked at each other, then sighed deeply.
After calming down, Hu Qizhi complained, "President Bao, you have no idea, you're actually doing well. That brat Xiao Wei is still clinging to me."
“I had never dealt with her before, and suddenly she tried to snatch the meat from my plate.”
"The methods she used—such as internal sabotage, poaching talent, and stealing clients—were completely unlike what a woman in her twenties would do. Leaving aside what she did openly, the underhanded tactics she employed… that's just how she was." Hu Qizhi refused to elaborate.
“Her father is probably behind it all,” Bao De concluded after a moment’s thought.
Setting aside his personality weaknesses, Xiao Tianqi, who was able to establish Bohu Technology Co., Ltd., was certainly no ordinary person.
"Bao De, don't mention her father. He's really not her father. I've investigated. Her father is currently traveling abroad. I even called President Xiao to beg him to be lenient, but who knew he hasn't been involved in company affairs for a long time."
"How come some people are so awesome just because they went to college? Are foreign universities better?" Hu Qizhi was furious and almost slammed his fist on the table.
To appease him, Bao De chimed in with a few words, and then, as they continued to chime in, the two of them suddenly fell silent.
ah…
hateful……
I'm so envious...
Xiao Tianqi must have saved the world in her past life to have such a wonderful daughter in this one?
They're getting older, and sometimes they definitely want to relax, but there's no one around to take over the family business.
Neither of them are cut out for this.
Bao De's son is a typical good-for-nothing. A few days ago, I urged him to get married quickly, settle down, and raise a third generation of emperors. But he ran away from home and made a fuss about becoming gay.
Bao De is so angry, his blood pressure still hasn't come down.
Hu Qizhi is the same. Although he also has a daughter who is a teacher, she is not interested in business and has no idea what the family company does.
So they're looking for a son-in-law to go with them.
But the son-in-law is too honest and doesn't know how to manage people; his abilities are really limited.
Nobody is like Xiao Wei.
The two looked at each other again, their minds filled with nothing but the essence of Chinese culture—damn, how did they raise such an amazing kid? Holy crap!
"Forget about these trivial matters. That young lady has a tough time taking on such a large piece of business. I'm waiting for my counterattack." Hu Qizhi waved his hand, unwilling to discuss his predicament any further, and changed the subject: "President Bao, have you seen that overtime issue that's been making headlines online lately?"
"Why don't we just be good people too? It's too hard. Let's earn less, out of sight, out of mind. It's not like we can't survive."
He was truly exhausted. A while ago, the anti-French alliance's conspiracy was exposed, and he was running around constantly, unable to sleep well. A little later, he was engaged in a business war with Xiao Wei.
As mentioned earlier, Xiao Wei's schemes were nothing more than poaching clients and causing trouble within the company. What hurt Hu Qizhi the most was this latter point.
There's always trouble here and there; the whole company is never at peace.
There are bad people among the internal staff.
It would be better to just follow the Labor Law properly.
Hu Qizhi was starting to have second thoughts and was too lazy to bother anymore, but Bao De was still a little unwilling to give up: "Brother Hu, how can this be?" This time he didn't even call Hu Qizhi anymore, but directly called him "brother".
Bro, you're my last partner!
“Brother Bao, a wise man knows when to yield. Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. The trend is inevitable. If we don’t go with the flow, it’s like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. We’ll die on the beach sooner or later.” Hu Qizhi also called him brother, his tone equally sincere.
The scene of these two, Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong, addressing each other as brothers and discussing their own ideas is too beautiful to bear...
Bao De was still reluctant to give up. Although he was rationally aware of the current situation, he just couldn't accept it emotionally.
It's really painful.
"Forget it, Mr. Bao, I won't say anything else, but aren't you really afraid of @Free Artist?" Hu Qizhi didn't want to meddle, but he couldn't bear to see his comrade still stuck in the quagmire.
Bao De had no idea what others were saying. Those colleagues who had previously supported him changed their tune after the incident and even blamed Bao De, saying that he had never accomplished anything.
Hu Qizhi patted Bao De on the shoulder.
Upon hearing the name of this well-known blogger, Bao De's hand trembled as he drank tea, splashing some hot tea onto his fingers, but he seemed completely oblivious to it.
As if he had suddenly woken up from a nightmare, he looked back and realized that it was indeed this @FreeArtist who was frantically dismantling the tower.
I used to think he was just an ordinary blogger who liked to ride the wave of trending topics.
From "The Survival Diary of Contemporary Migrant Workers" to Tang Yue's bottom-ranking elimination incident, then to Zhang Yuan and Ding Pengxing being arrested and returning home, and then the timeline moves to the present...
Bao De's expression turned serious: "Who exactly is this artist you're talking about?"
"If we knew, we wouldn't be so afraid. It's precisely because we don't know that we're afraid. The unknown brings fear."
Hu Qizhi paused for a moment, then continued, "However, I've seen some of my colleagues speculate that it's the small group that runs the workers' association website, while others speculate that it might be a government backup plan. Anyway, there are all sorts of opinions, but we should just not provoke them."
"Look at the system set up by that person whose words become law, it's really scary."
"That boss was rushed to the emergency room that day."
"I don't know what kind of power it is. I do believe in ghosts and gods, but after this incident, I dare not cause any more trouble."
"It's no good to make so much money but not have the health to enjoy it. Living is the most important thing; health is the foundation of everything."
Bao De's expression changed from solemn to serious, and then in less than 10 minutes, he made a quick decision to change: "You're right, we should indeed take the current environment as the standard and change our way of doing things."
"Isn't this perfect opportunity since everyone's been working overtime or something?"
“We directly announced internally that the company would start regular overtime, and that overtime would be paid according to the rules, with time off in lieu of overtime pay. Isn’t this just like that girl Xiao Wei, trying to gain favor with netizens?”
Having returned to the right path, Bao De finally regained his humanity.
Hu Qizhi was wondering if he should try to persuade Bao De again, but he didn't expect Bao De to kneel down so quickly that he was still a little caught off guard.
"However, it's not appropriate to be so high-profile and ostentatious at this critical juncture. People will immediately think we're just trying to please them, and that it's all fake."
"Let's prepare a complete set of regulations and procedures first, and then announce it on the company intranet so that employees can see it for themselves. With a generous reward, there will surely be brave men, and I'm sure they will help us spread the word."
Bao De made perfect arrangements. After he finished speaking, he looked at Hu Qizhi, who still seemed a little confused, and couldn't help but call out to him again.
Jiang Chuan had just finished dealing with company affairs at Zhixing Games and was about to turn on his game console to play some games.
During this period, I could only work from home. Although I was a little unaccustomed to living in the north at first, I gradually got through it and even got used to it.
This made Jiang Chuan very afraid that he would really become a sheltered young lady from a prestigious family who never left his home.
Although this is my comfort zone...
If possible, Jiang Chuan would prefer his life to be more like that of a normal person.
The company hasn't had much going on lately; Song Zhiming has been handling most of the work, mostly just transferring money around.
The company operates like a sprinkler system, distributing benefits equally to everyone.
Judging by the typical domineering CEO setting in old-fashioned romance novels, Jiang Chuan should now own half of his business empire through spending money.
Getting back to the main point, an important piece of news is that Southern Games Studio did not join Fang Qixiang's team in the game development.
They said they were busy developing new projects for their own game studio and didn't have the energy or manpower to collaborate on other games. After learning about the new technology, they even gave special thanks to the technical patents of the Bai Ze Artificial Intelligence Lab.
Towards the end of the conversation with Fang Qixiang, they didn't forget to ask if the lead game designer at Zhixing Games would be willing to help Nanfang Games Studio design a first draft.
Jiang Chuan was indeed quite interested in horror rhythm games.
So I received a rough design draft from Southern Games. Of course, it was very rough, since it was a trade secret. They showed it to me because they trusted me, but you can't be too careful.
The collaboration hasn't been confirmed yet.
The game was indeed novel, which greatly intrigued Jiang Chuan, and he himself found it quite interesting.
So his name is now associated with that new project at Southern Games, as a design reference.
Let's leave that aside for now.
Jiang Chuan was thinking when the game finished updating and opened.
Jiang Chuan took out his notebook and began to play games while writing and drawing on it, looking very focused.
During the live stream break, the Earl walked over curiously, took a look... and then took another look before confirming that it was produced by Zhixing Games' own company, "The Way of the Corporate Slave"?
That's pretty strange.
Is this another game based on an old one?
However, seeing that Jiang Chuan's notes only contained details of the plot, the Earl couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "Why are you memorizing all this?"
Jiang Chuan didn't keep them in suspense and began to quote classical texts: "Do you know that there used to be a term in China called 'bitter rice'?"
These two things are completely unrelated.
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