Chapter 2 The First Bite of Melon

People must be recruited, but it takes time to reorganize the team. Wen Yue planned to meet the current employees of the newspaper first, so she went into the editor-in-chief's office and asked Huang Zhihao to contact everyone.

Huang Zhihao still looked like a good guy, and his attitude was attentive: "Miss Wen, don't worry, I will send a message to them now."

Wen Yue responded, and after returning to the big office outside and sitting down: [Director, why did Huang Zhihao kill people? ]

Asking this matter is not only because of curiosity, Wen Yue also wants to use this to judge the degree of danger of Huang Zhihao. If honesty is just his mask, and he is actually extremely dangerous, even if firing him will cause the newspaper to be left without anyone to manage it for a while, she will not hesitate.

The system replied: [This matter, it's a long story. ]

[It's okay, I have time, you can talk slowly. 】

As a gossiping system, it certainly has a gossipy heart. Upon hearing this, it immediately became excited and said: [Do you know Mark Six Lottery? 】

Wen Yue frowned: [Huang Zhihao likes to buy this? 】In Hong Kong, Mark Six Lottery is a legal lottery, but Wen Yue is from the mainland. She has always felt that it is gambling, and once a person gets involved in gambling, he is useless.

[It’s not that he likes it, but he is relatively poor. It’s like dreaming to want to buy a house with his own ability, so he has developed the habit of buying one ticket every period, fantasizing about winning the lottery and buying a house one day. 】

Wen Yue understood. She had had such a dream for a while, hoping that she would win the prize one day. But later she found that with her luck, buying a lottery ticket could only be the denominator, so she gave up.

【What happened next? 】

【Yesterday was Huang Zhihao's daughter's birthday. In order to rush home to accompany his daughter, he did not go to the lottery station as usual after work, but asked a friend who had been buying lottery tickets with him for a long time to help buy lottery tickets for him. 】

Wen Yue was surprised. She did not expect Huang Zhihao to have a daughter. It sounded like he was quite nice to his daughter. She had a bad feeling again and asked: 【Will this lottery ticket I bought for you win? 】

【Yes. 】

【How much did you win?

】 【The first prize is 3 million. 】

【His friend did not acknowledge the account? 】

The system said in a surprised tone: 【How did you know? 】

Because I have seen too many similar news while surfing, Wen Yue thought, but pretended to be mysterious and said: 【Guessed. 】

【Wow, you are awesome! 】

After the system sighed, it continued: [After winning the lottery, Huang Zhihao contacted his friend, but the other party said that he was drunk that day and forgot to buy lottery tickets for him. He believed it and regretted it. A month later, the original body passed away, Dongjiang Newspaper closed down, and Huang Zhihao lost his job. Two months later, his daughter was diagnosed with heart disease, and the medical expenses were high, and he was unable to pay. At this time, he accidentally learned that the friend he had found before bought a house and moved into the mansion with his family. After asking someone carefully, he learned that the other party was the one who made the money after the lottery. Huang Zhihao thought more and more that something was wrong, so he went to confront him...]

As a surfing expert, Wen Yue felt that she had guessed the reason why Huang Zhihao killed people.

Sure enough, the system asked angrily: [Host, do you know what that bastard said? 】

【What did the man say? 】

【He said, "Even if I bought the lottery ticket according to the number you gave and won the prize, so what? Who can prove that you asked me to buy that lottery ticket for you?" He also persuaded Huang Zhihao to give up treating his daughter's illness, saying that since he did not go to the betting station in order to accompany his daughter on her birthday, it meant that his daughter was destined to die early, and he should not waste his efforts. In a fit of rage, Huang Zhihao stabbed the man to death! 】

Just after eating the melon, the melon owner came out: "Miss Wen, they will be back in about half an hour."

"Yeah."

"You..." Huang Zhihao hesitated and asked, "Do you want dessert? I'll go downstairs and buy you one?"

Wen Yue said indifferently: "No, just go back and do your own thing."

"Okay then."

...

Half an hour later, all the employees of Dongjiang Newspapers gathered in the large office on the second floor of No. 9 Yongli Street.

Among the four reporters who came back, there were two men and two women. The senior reporter was about 30 years old, and the assistant reporter looked to be in his early twenties. The former looked more and more timid, while the latter were full of vigor and vitality.

Although each of these four people had their own problems, Wen Yue did not rush to find fault. She briefly introduced herself and said, "I was busy before, and almost forgot that I had such a newspaper company under my name."

If someone else said this, several people would definitely scold her for being pretentious, but when Wen Yue, the daughter of the richest man, said it, several people shed tears of envy.

After pretending to be cool, Wen Yue continued, "But from now on, Dongjiang Press will be the focus of my work, so no matter how lazy you were in the past, I don't want you to do personal things during working hours anymore. I also don't want to see news copied from here and there in the newspapers published by our newspaper, do you understand?"

No matter what era, there will always be troublemakers in the workplace. Zhao Dongsheng, a formal reporter who used working hours to date, is such a troublemaker.

Almost as soon as Wen Yue finished speaking, Zhao Dongsheng started yelling, "Ms. Wen, it takes time to report news. We only have a few people in the newspaper office. How can we cover so many pages?"

Although Wen Yue was just a reserve office worker before the time travel, she changed her identity very quickly after the time travel. She glanced at him and said indifferently, "Whether the amount of news is enough is my business, and whether you work hard during work is your business."

Zhao Dongsheng did not feel guilty, but said in a louder voice, "When did I not work hard? You are talking about the amount of news now. It’s none of our business if it’s not enough. You won’t say that when it’s really not enough. You are the boss, so of course what you say is the truth.”

Wen Yue was not used to him and asked pointedly, “You said you worked hard, but where were you half an hour ago? Amy, or Ada’s bed?”

Zhao Dongsheng stood up from his office chair abruptly, pointed at Wen Yue and asked, “Are you investigating me?”

Zhao Dongsheng is a typical playboy who changes girlfriends every month. People in the office don’t even know the name of his latest girlfriend, and they were all surprised when they heard this.

Wen Yue did not deny it, and did not even look at Zhao Dongsheng. She just said to Huang Zhihao, "Mr. Huang, help him with the resignation procedures."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Dongsheng's face changed suddenly, but he did not think that Wen Yue would really dare to fire him, so he shouted at the top of his voice, "Are you threatening me?"

Huang Zhihao saw it and quickly stood in front of Zhao Dongsheng: "Don't be anxious, Dong, take your time to talk. Miss Wen, do you think there is any misunderstanding?"

"No misunderstanding." Wen Yue was not afraid at all, and said in a calm voice, "You used working hours to date, and it is useless even if you sue me. If you leave now, I can still give you a full compensation because you are an old employee, but if you dare to make trouble, you know the consequences."

Zhao Dongsheng looked strong and muscular, but he was actually a wimp. He wanted to bully Wen Yue because she looked young, but when she showed her strong side, he got scared, his face turned pale, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Go if you want, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Then he rushed out, but just as he reached the company gate, he turned back and said angrily, "I have compensation for this month's salary!"

Wen Yue didn't say much, and directly asked the financial sister Fang to count the money, then took out the checkbook from her handbag, signed the check and handed it to Zhao Dongsheng.

The meeting lasted less than 20 minutes, and Wen Yue fired someone. The remaining employees were shocked, especially Sister Yun, who hurried over from home. She also used her working time to do her own things.

Wen Yue asked the system and learned that Sister Yun had published several hot news stories after joining Dongjiang Newspapers, but the sales of newspapers have been declining in recent years. The original body didn't care about the sales of newspapers at all and never asked about the internal affairs of the newspaper. Everyone started to slack off, so she relaxed and started to live a slack life.

Therefore, Wen Yue was willing to give Sister Yun a chance to correct her mistakes. She did not mention the fact that she went home to see her children during work hours. She continued with what she had just said: "I know that reporting news is very hard, so I will pay you a field fee every month in the future. In addition, there will be additional bonuses for news published in the newspaper. Well, the tentative bonus is 1,000 for the front page headline, 800 for the headlines in other sections, and there will be separate rewards for heavy news that can drive newspaper sales."

"Dongjiang Entertainment News" has eight pages, and each page will have a headline. There are only three people reporting news at the newspaper now. If you divide it equally, one person can also have two and a half headlines.

Based on 800 per headline, the monthly salary can be at least 2,000 Hong Kong dollars more, and with the field fee, the monthly salary can be 2,500 to 3,000 more.

At that time, the average salary in Hong Kong was between 8,000 and 15,000. Except for Huang Zhihao, the salaries of other people in Dongjiang Newspaper were between 13,000 and 14,000.

Two or three thousand is not too little at all.

If you can shoot a big news, your hope of buying a house will be greater.

Thinking of this, the people who were a little negative because of the dismissal of their old colleagues became motivated and promised to work hard in the future.

Although the people who stayed were not perfect employees, they did not have any major problems. As long as they were willing to work hard, Wen Yue was willing to be a friendly boss.

After all, it takes time to reorganize the team, and she only has one month to live, which cannot be wasted.

After the staff meeting, Wen Yue and Huang Zhihao went into the editor-in-chief's office together to discuss recruitment matters.

Huang Zhihao hesitated: "...What are your requirements for recruiting employees?"

"I want the best."

"The best?"

Wen Yue said: "The ones with the most experience, the widest network, and the most hot news."

"If you want to recruit such employees, you should know that the salary cannot be too low?" Huang Zhihao said without much confidence, "Besides, do you know that our newspaper industry has been losing money every year?"

Wen Yue nodded affirmatively: "I know, but my goal is to make "Dongjiang Entertainment News" the largest entertainment newspaper in Hong Kong, regardless of the price or cost. Do you understand?"

As Wen Yue spoke, Huang Zhihao's eyes gradually lit up, and he nodded and said: "I understand! I understand! Don't worry, I will definitely find you the best reporter in Hong Kong!"

"I'm glad that you have this intention."

Wen Yue smiled, but she was skeptical about this in her heart.

It's not that she underestimated Huang Zhihao. Although Dongjiang Newspaper had already started to decline when he was promoted to editor-in-chief, and the original body did not provide much financial support, but no matter how little the funds were, they had never stopped, right? If Huang Zhihao was really capable, it would not be difficult for him to maintain the newspaper as it was, not to mention making it bigger and

bigger? But the fact is that after he took office, the sales of the newspaper became worse and worse.

If he had not just arrived and had no one to use, Wen Yue would definitely not have kept Huang Zhihao.

[He really has the potential to poach people.]

After hearing what the system said, Wen Yue asked: [What do you mean?]

[Huang Zhihao used to work at "East Weekly". He knows all the famous paparazzi in Hong Kong and has a good relationship with them. Moreover, he had published explosive news before, but he couldn't compete with his connections, so he couldn't get promoted or buy a house. Later, his wife ran away with someone, and he was devastated. After arriving at Dongjiang Newspaper, he also wanted to make great achievements, but the original Wen Yue did not value the newspaper company, and the funds were limited. He also had to take care of his daughter, so he gradually became a salted fish. 】

【So, is Huang Zhihao still a potential stock? 】

【It’s hard to say. In the original novel, he was imprisoned for murder. After he was released from prison, he kept looking for his daughter because his daughter was adopted by someone else. He did not work as a reporter anymore. 】

【His daughter was fine? 】

【No, in the original novel, after he killed his friend, the incident was reported by many media. After the citizens of Hong Kong knew about this, they spontaneously organized donations. Finally, the Guangming Charity Foundation stepped in and contacted the hospital to perform surgery on Huang Zhihao’s daughter. 】

The system enthusiastically gave Wen Yue advice and said: 【Hong Kong citizens are most concerned about this kind of incident. When Huang Zhihao kills his friend, you will stand up and report the inside story. You will definitely get a lot of melon value. 】

Wen Yue looked distressed: 【How can you have such an idea? 】

The system was stunned: 【Ah? 】

【No matter how bad Huang Zhihao's friend is, it is still a living life! Moreover, although Huang Zhihao did not eat peanuts after stabbing someone, he was forced to separate from his daughter because of imprisonment. How miserable! Not only did you not sympathize with him, but you also let me stand by and watch and profit from it. It's too much! 】

Besides, she only has one month left to live. When Huang Zhihao's melon is exposed, she may be burned to ashes. Instead of relying on this melon to survive, it would be better to do a favor and save Huang Zhihao and his daughter. Maybe she can get another capable general.

Wen Yue thought about it and heard the system asked in confusion: [Is this too much?]

[Of course!]

Wen Yue answered without any guilt and said earnestly: [Tong, although we are just cooperation partners, there is a saying in our country that "people with different ideals cannot work together". With your values, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to cooperate with you for a long time!]

The system asked nervously: [Do you want to replace me?]

Wen Yue thought: [Can I ask to change the system? 】

After asking, she took the initiative to express her opinion without waiting for the system to answer: [Don't worry, although you are unwilling to give me other help except the language system, I am a very easy-going person. As long as you are willing to study hard, improve your moral level, agree with me on the three views, and don't make big mistakes, I will not easily replace you. 】

Although the IQ of this system does not seem to be very high, it is easy to fool, and she has a lot of room for operation as the host. If she changes the system casually, it will be okay to get a dumber one, but if it is smarter, her life will be so difficult!

As a person, the most important thing is to learn to be content.

The system does not know what Wen Yue is thinking, and said a little embarrassedly: [You are a good person! 】

[Of course, my teachers and classmates at school all say that I am kind and easy to talk to.]

While gossiping with the system, Wen Yue was busy discussing the recruitment matters with Huang Zhihao, and he sent her out.

Before parting, Wen Yue said to Huang Zhihao with a hint of meaning: "Mr. Huang, you are an honest man, and you have worked in my company for so many years. I hope you can continue to work for a longer time and don't let me down."

Although Huang Zhihao had been in a slump for several years after switching to Dongjiang Newspaper, as a man, there are few who don't want to make a career. With such high hopes placed on him, he blushed and said: "Don't worry, Miss Wen, I will work hard!"

Wen Yue nodded, and then she was speechless. A mindless reminder: "I saw a news report some time ago about a man who asked his friend to help him buy Mark Six and Mark Six lottery tickets. However, due to various accidents, he was unable to get the tickets back from his friend in time before the draw. After winning the jackpot, he went to his friend to ask for the tickets, but was told by his friend that he had forgotten to place the tickets..."

Listening to Wen Yue's words, Huang Zhihao's expression became gradually surprised: "Ms. Wen, how could you..." knowing that I asked a friend to help buy lottery tickets for me.

Before he finished speaking, he remembered that Wen Yue even knew who Zhao Dongsheng had dated recently. He swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and asked, "Miss Wen, what do you mean?"

Wen Yue said bluntly, "I think lottery tickets are like bank accounts. It's better to hold them in your own hands. What do you think?"

Huang Zhihao heard the reminder in Wen Yue's words and couldn't help but be moved. He didn't expect that a wealthy person like Wen Yue, who was so busy with all kinds of things, would care so much about her employees.

Huang Zhihao stepped forward and held Wen Yue's hand, shook it twice and said, "Don't worry, Miss Wen, I will listen to you and ask my friend to get the lottery ticket back when I go back! I will work hard in the future to achieve your wish as soon as possible and make Dongjiang Entertainment News the largest entertainment newspaper in Hong Kong!"

Faced with Huang Zhihao's sudden excitement, Wen Yue was a little confused. She hadn't even started drawing the big cake yet, why did he act like a chicken with blood injected?