Chapter 688: Countdown to the International Semiconductor Summit! An unspoken understanding among the bosses!
After Wang Jingtao got off the plane, he soon met up with the staff of Orange Construction at the airport.
"Hello, Manager Wang! I'm Chen Yongxiang from the Human Resources Department of Orange Construction. I've come specially to pick you up. Welcome, welcome!"
Chen Yongxiang recognized Wang Jingtao at a glance, and quickly waved the pick-up sign in his hand and greeted him with a smile.
He graduated from the Foreign Languages Department of Luzhou University and is fluent in both English and French. He joined Orange Construction through the spring recruitment at the beginning of this year. He currently holds two positions, responsible for both recruitment and translation tasks.
Chen Yongxiang had his own reasons for applying to come to East Africa. His family was poor and he could not afford to buy a house or a car in China.
And without a motorhome, it means you can’t get married.
In addition, Orange Construction offered him a high salary of more than 20,000 yuan per month, so he set off for Abyssinia without much hesitation.
As for the situation of a three-way fight between the local Omoro armed forces, the Tireg armed forces and the Central Command regular army, to be honest, Chen Yongxiang was also scared.
But as the old saying goes, "Fortune and honor are sought in danger", I won't be able to get this level of salary if I return to China.
"Hello."
Wang Jingtao responded as he pushed his suitcase forward, while secretly glancing at the passengers around him out of the corner of his eyes.
One white, two yellow, seven black, the skin colors are very mixed.
"Manager Wang, let's go first. The company has arranged a bus. These two days happen to be holidays, so you can rest up and adapt to the local customs and practices in Abyssinia. You can officially start work on the 9th."
Chen Yongxiang led Wang Jingtao out of the airport and all the way to the parking lot.
There was an orange bus parked not far away with a clear "Orange Construction" logo printed on the front of the bus, which was recognizable at a glance.
Wang Jingtao got on the car and found that besides himself, there were more than 20 new employees who were about to join the company.
During the chat, he learned that most of these people were colleagues from Orange Construction, as well as junior managers from the textile and garment, building materials industry and food processing factories.
When they were in China, their monthly salary was basically around 6,000 yuan. Now that they have changed their working environment, their starting salary has increased to 12,000 yuan per month. The company also provides food and accommodation, so their treatment has increased a lot.
Wang Jingtao secretly calculated in his mind: His monthly income of 20,000 yuan is relatively high among this group of newcomers.
After all the passengers arrived, the driver started the car and drove towards Dumka, fifty kilometers away.
It is an industrial zone jointly designated by Senlian Capital and the Omoro people. Once completed, it is expected to accommodate more than 400,000 workers.
The bus sped southeast along the A4 highway.
This road is sealed and in very good condition. It is one of the best and busiest roads in Abyssinia.
But it was the rainy season, visibility was low, and the car could not speed up. It took an hour to drive halfway through the journey of more than 50 kilometers.
At this time, Wang Jingtao accidentally noticed a checkpoint on the right side of the road. Passengers from more than a dozen buses were holding umbrellas and queuing up as if they were paying.
To his surprise, the Orange Construction bus he was riding was allowed to pass directly without stopping.
"Brother, what are those people doing?"
Wang Jingtao couldn't help but ask curiously.
Chen Yongxiang was browsing Mimo with his head down. When he heard the question, he glanced out the window and replied, "What else can I do? I have to pay! Just think of it as 'protection money'."
"Then why..." Wang Jingtao was slightly stunned. Just as he was about to ask why they didn't have to hand over their car, he was interrupted by Chen Yongxiang.
“Who in Abyssinia would dare to take money from Orange for construction?”
Chen Yongxiang interrupted Wang Jingtao before he finished speaking.
Although Senlian Capital has invested in the Omoro Armed Front, the Omoro Armed Front and the Omoro people are two different things.
The former can represent the Omoro people to a certain extent, but cannot fully represent the entire ethnic group.
Secondly, Senlian Capital also has very close cooperation with the local central government.
On the surface, Sunlink Capital is just a multinational investment company that takes an impartial stance and only cares about profits.
Therefore, neither the Omoros nor the Hamra people are willing to offend easily.
"Their central department doesn't care?" Wang Jingtao was surprised.
"How can we manage this? These people only make a few hundred yuan a month. If they don't make some extra money, they can't even support their wives and children."
Chen Yongxiang chuckled.
In essence, it is definitely illegal for inspectors to take the lead in stopping cars and asking for tolls.
But from a micro perspective, this is also due to human nature. If the grassroots inspectors want their families to live more comfortably, they have to take the initiative to make money.
The people above can only turn a blind eye!
If their source of income is really cut off, no one can say whether these people will turn their guns against us.
The reason why Orange Construction does not have to pay this money is that it relies on its own real hard power. The group has deployed a total of thousands of armed Falcon security personnel in the most prosperous central and northern regions of Abyssinia.
With principles in hand, who dares to ask for money?
You know, the inspectors' armed equipment is not as good as that of Fengxuan Security staff.
After hearing this, Wang Jingtao couldn't help but feel relieved.
After all, the greater the power of the company, the more secure his safety in East Africa.
About forty minutes later, the bus slowly stopped.
Dumka was previously a traditional agricultural area, surrounded by villages, farmland, cattle and sheep, and the surrounding area seemed rather desolate.
But in 2014, the area began to change significantly due to the development of the Senlian Industrial Park.
The number of shops in the city is gradually increasing, and the variety of consumer goods is also becoming increasingly rich, ranging from large items such as furniture and home appliances to small items such as hardware accessories.
Communication networks have also improved, and more and more people are using smartphones.
Young people from all over the country flocked here in search of job opportunities, and the population has increased significantly compared to the past.
Around the industrial park, restaurants, shops and other supporting facilities are gradually emerging, and the park is becoming more and more popular.
Wang Jingtao looked out the car window into the distance and saw a vibrant scene.
"Everyone, please pay attention, we have arrived at our destination!"
Chen Yongxiang pointed to the vaguely visible construction area ahead and introduced it very skillfully: "After that guardhouse is the industrial area. There are employee dormitories, a cafeteria, and a small supermarket inside. Basic living needs can be met.
Don't go out at night. You can eat chicken, but safety comes first."
Dozens of people in the car laughed out loud at the same time after hearing the last sentence.
The bus then drove straight into the industrial area.
Two Fengshun security personnel in black training uniforms sat in the guard booth, scanning the vehicle body with sharp eyes.
One of them raised his hand to signal for passage, his movements were quick and decisive, without any unnecessary questioning.
Wang Jingtao looked over and saw assault rifles and light machine guns in the guardhouse, and his eyes widened immediately.
He would never think that these things are just props!
It was not until this time that Wang Jingtao finally saw the entire picture of the industrial zone.
Rows of blue prefabricated houses are neatly arranged and extend into the distance along the main road. The slogan "Safety First, Quality First" is painted in red on the outer walls of the houses, which is particularly eye-catching under the gray rainy sky.
A few hundred meters away, several tower cranes stood, the orange safety lights on their booms flickering in the rain and fog, and the faint clinking of steel bars could be heard.
Immediately afterwards, everyone got off the bus one after another.
Chen Yongxiang walked ahead with Wang Jingtao, walking briskly through the small path in the dormitory area. "Manager Wang, your dormitory is in Area 3. You will live in the same building with several other technical colleagues. All of them are double rooms with private bathrooms and air conditioning.
Hot water is available 24 hours a day here, but there are occasional power outages during the rainy season. The company has generators and an energy storage grid, so power is usually restored within ten minutes."
Wang Jingtao thought of the two security guards at the door, so he lowered his voice and asked, "I see the security guards at the booth are carrying guns. Are they hired by the company?"
"I guess so. They're from Fengxuan Security Company. It's said that Brother Sen is one of Fengxuan's shareholders, but some say he isn't. No one is quite sure about the specific situation."
Chen Yongxiang responded casually.
The two walked forward on the puddles on the flagstone road in the dormitory area. The raindrops were heavier than before, hitting the roof of the prefabricated house, making crackling sounds.
"Are there many Chinese people here?" Wang Jingtao asked.
"There are over 300 people working at Orange Construction alone, and there are also people working in restaurants and supermarkets. The entire industrial zone has at least 1,000 people."
As they were talking, the two of them had already arrived in front of Dormitory Building No. 3.
The building was recently built, and its blue exterior still had the luster of fresh paint. Several boxes of unopened mattresses were piled under the awning at the entrance to the corridor, with a handwritten notice next to it: "New employees, please go to the dormitory management office to register and collect your keys first."
Chen Yongxiang accompanied Wang Jingtao to get the key and went straight to the second floor.
The other side.
Leggi's act of breaking through the Northern Region caused the anger and attention of the Central Department.
They couldn't understand why Leggi, who always presented himself as a "moderate", suddenly launched an attack.
What shocked them even more was that the performance of the Omoro Armed Front in this operation was not only extremely fast, but also extremely fierce, which completely exceeded everyone's expectations.
As the head of the Central Department and the representative of the interests of the Hamra people, Behanu immediately convened an emergency high-level meeting to discuss how to deal with this wave of offensive by the Omoro Armed Front.
Should we choose to compromise and voluntarily give up some rights to quell the conflict, or should we be tough to the end and mobilize military forces to suppress it?
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The day before Mid-Autumn Festival, the Ali mooncake scandal was still hot.
Netizens have completely opposite opinions on this matter.
Some people think that it’s just a matter of stealing a few boxes of mooncakes, and there’s no need to make a fuss about it, let alone exaggerate it.
Another group of people think that the programmer wrote a flash sale software specifically to grab mooncakes, and this behavior violated the fair rights and interests of other colleagues, and he should be fired according to regulations.
The heated discussion about this matter on the Internet became more and more intense, making Ma Liyun feel very upset and annoyed.
The group is about to go public, but at this critical juncture, negative news has been exposed one after another. If we are not careful, it may have a negative impact on the stock price.
Ma Liyun frowned and pondered for a while, then immediately called the CEO of Weibo, signaling him to take measures as soon as possible to reduce the heat of this matter.
After explaining everything clearly, he found Chen Yansen's cell phone number and called him.
The reason is very simple. Senlian Capital controls online media channels such as Douyin, Kuaishou, Toutiao and Xiaohongshu. Now, how much the popularity of this incident can be suppressed and how the public opinion will develop depends entirely on whether Chen Yansen is willing to give this face.
at the same time.
Bihu Yunxi, inside Villa No. 6.
Chen Yansen, wearing a Sun Wukong cosplay costume, looked at Ye Qiuping, who was wearing a long gauze dress, and sneered, "Fairy, take my stick!"
He was just about to get on the horse when the cell phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.
Chen Yansen used his spiritual sense to scan and saw the caller ID clearly, and was stunned.
It was Ma Liyun!
What does this guy want from me?
He began to have doubts in his heart.
Since the two companies fell out, although they have had public exchanges at closed-door meetings of financial leaders and the Yanjing Internet Conference, they have never had a meal alone in private.
But he didn't think much about it. He dropped his golden cudgel, walked to the coffee table, picked up his phone, and pressed the answer button.
"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to bother you, but I need your help with something."
On the other end of the phone, Ma Liyun spoke straight to the point and then stated his intention.
Want to reduce the heat of the Ali Mooncake Gate incident?
But what benefits does this bring to Sunlink Capital?
Chen Yansen deliberately teased with a joking tone, "Teacher Ma, if this is a personal rumor about you, I will definitely help you suppress it without hesitation. After all, besides our business competition, we still have a friendship."
What he meant was that the mooncake incident was Ali's business and he wouldn't interfere.
Why do major platforms rarely expose the private lives of Internet tycoons?
In fact, netizens have exposed it before, but the platforms often delete it within seconds.
Even fiercely competitive rivals rarely make a fuss about their competitors' private lives.
The root cause is that everyone's butt is dirty.
If you use your private life to mess with others today, others may use the same method to mess with you tomorrow.
This is almost an unspoken understanding among business leaders.
Ma Liyun's face darkened, and he naturally heard the subtext in Chen Yansen's words.
Private life is the bottom line, but the mooncake incident was caused by Ali himself, and there is no reason for Senlian Capital to help him clean up his mess.
Helping is a favor, not helping is your duty!
Ma Liyun smiled awkwardly, said a few perfunctory words, and hung up the phone in a hurry.
Chen Yansen threw his phone away without taking it to heart. He turned to Ye Qiuping and said with a smile, "Fairy, I'm coming in."
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A day later, a Gulfstream G550 private jet took off from Luzhou Airport, made a brief landing at Yanjing Airport, and then flew to Northern Europe, heading towards Switzerland.
Because Chen Yansen holds the dual identities of World Youth Leader and co-mentor of the Davos Economic Forum.
As soon as he landed, he received hundreds of invitations to cocktail parties and parties, which shows his influence in the international business circle.
However, the situation of Ma Liyun, Wang Jianlin and others is much colder.
Ultimately, it is because Senlian Technology has truly mastered cutting-edge core technology.
Not only can it independently develop chips and manufacture lithography machines, it also holds the trump card of "deep blue battery".
If you have the ability, you can speak with confidence!
This means that no matter where Chen Yansen goes, he becomes a guest of honor that everyone is eager to invite.
Even in the domestic evening news, video footage of Chen Yansen attending various high-level closed-door meetings and having in-depth conversations with heads of central departments of various countries is constantly being broadcast.
At the same time.
The Business Association and the Big Fund are urgently preparing for the "2014 International Semiconductor Summit" at the Shanghai International Convention Center.
This is a conference that is enough to rewrite the status of China's semiconductor industry, and it has attracted unprecedented attention across the country.
The semiconductor giants in Europe and the United States also want to take this opportunity to work with China to redefine the profit distribution plan.
(End of this chapter)
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