Chapter 376: Boss, run! There's an avalanche! Li Yanhong: Why pay overtime? What a waste of money!
The next morning, the snow in Xucheng stopped.
Outside the window, there was a vast expanse of white. A few birds stared at the camphor tree in the garden of Villa No. 108, sniffing the fragrance of the fruit but not daring to get close, as if there was a flood or a beast ahead.
"Be good, let mommy hug you." Song Yuncheng murmured softly in his sleep, giggling.
Chen Yansen frowned slightly, looked at Song Yuncheng with a strange expression, and couldn't help laughing.
But he did not disturb the other person's sweet dream. He just lifted the corner of the quilt, pushed open the glass door of the third-floor balcony, and pinched a handful of snow in his hand.
So cool!
Mr. Chen turned his head and glanced at Song Yuncheng who was sleeping soundly, with a sly smile on his face.
He grabbed a handful of snowflakes and rolled them into a ball about the size of his fist.
Hi, it seems a bit bigger.
Chen Yansen thought about it for a moment, then picked up a snowball the size of a fingernail from above and threw it casually. It hit the gap in Song Yuncheng's pajamas accurately and slid into the valley.
"Boss, run! There's an avalanche!" Song Yuncheng muttered and twisted his body, still without opening his eyes.
Chen Yansen felt warm in his heart and couldn't bear to tease her anymore. He then left the master bedroom and turned into the study.
Turn on the computer, log in to the data background, and check it quickly.
As the New Year Goods Festival comes to an end, the Spring Festival approaches, and the express delivery industry gradually takes holidays, user consumption demand shifts to offline and e-commerce enters the off-season.
Pinbei’s daily transaction volume has dropped from 1 billion to 800 million.
All other express delivery companies have stopped operating, but Yunsu Express has retained 60% of its couriers by relying on high overtime pay, and is still able to maintain normal collection and delivery business.
According to Liao Wei's idea, the business volume is less during the New Year, so only 20% of the staff will be on duty. However, Chen Yansen knows very well that they must not relax their vigilance during the holidays.
Overtime pay is just a drop in the bucket. If you lose market share, you will have to spend ten times the time and resources to get it back.
Therefore, although Yunsu does not force overtime, most couriers still choose to stick to their posts in the face of the temptation of triple overtime pay.
House prices are about to take off in 2013, but the wage increase is far less than the house price, and prices are also rising. Ordinary people can only take the opportunity to earn more money, so how can they afford to take a rest?
“Buzz, buzz, buzz—!”
At this moment, the cell phone on the table rang.
Chen Yansen picked up the phone and saw that it was Cao Dahua calling. Without thinking too much, he pressed the answer button and said jokingly, "Calling the boss at 8 o'clock, do you want to be fired?"
Cao Dahua laughed awkwardly, knowing that his boss was joking, and quickly explained: "Hey, today is the annual meeting, and the workers all want to wish you a happy new year. I'm afraid of delaying your daytime schedule, so..."
"Let's start the video." Chen Yansen sighed, but it was hard to blame him.
"Okay, right away." Cao Dahua grinned, hung up the phone first, and then initiated a video invitation.
at the same time.
In the Zhongsha Science and Technology Park, the outdoor space of the Orange Mobile Phone Factory is filled with round tables and piled with drinks. Not far away, the chef is busy preparing lunch.
Chen Yansen's figure suddenly appeared on the big screen in the center.
"Quiet! It's the boss!"
"Stop talking!"
"Shh!"
Before Cao Dahua could speak, more than 20,000 employees fell silent instantly.
"Brothers and sisters in Shenzhen, Happy New Year!"
Chen Yansen waved at the camera and simply said hello.
Cao Dahua pointed the camera at the audience.
"Happy New Year, Boss!"
"I wish Mr. Chen great wealth!"
"I hope the boss will marry more wives!"
“…”
Tens of thousands of people cheered like thunder, and all kinds of noisy blessings were heard.
Chen Yansen looked through the camera, carefully observing everyone in front of him.
These employees have different personalities, some are honest, some are cheerful, and some are impatient, but at this moment they all have sincere smiles on their faces.
Chen Yansen smiled and continued, "Last year, the Shenzhen and Luzhou factories produced a total of 50 million Orange phones, 8 million 360 phones, 4 million NetEase phones, 10 million Huawei phones and 7 million Xiaomi phones, generating a cumulative revenue of over 100 billion yuan. You, like the R&D engineers of Orange Technology, are all contributors to the company. I toast to you all."
After saying that, he picked up the teacup on the table and raised it into the air.
Immediately, the sound of clinking glasses was heard in the video.
Many people were so excited that they had tears in their eyes. How could they, a bunch of peasants who had only received a few years of education, be compared with the scientific researchers at the headquarters?
I would never have dared to think about it before, but these words were actually said by the big boss himself.
Boss Chen gave them a stable and generous income, and more importantly, enough respect.
The CEO, who was worth tens of billions of US dollars, kept calling them "brothers and sisters". Even if it was just polite words, it moved them deeply.
"The quarterly bonuses for Q4 should have arrived, right?" Chen Yansen asked from a distance.
“I received it last month!”
“Thank you, boss!”
"I wish the boss will give birth to ten sons in one pregnancy!"
“…”
The employees in the audience raised their heads and shouted at the top of their lungs.
"For brothers and sisters who go home for the New Year, the company will reimburse their round-trip tickets, and those who stay in the factory will receive 1,000 yuan for the holiday. Next year, I will adjust the minimum hourly wage for everyone based on the factory's production capacity, yield rate and other data. Come on!"
Chen Yansen started to make big promises.
The current hourly wage is 25 yuan, and the basic salary is 3,300 yuan a month, which is not even as good as a clerk. How can this be possible?
What this means is that there will be a salary increase next year!
"It's going up? Isn't it thirty yuan an hour?"
Cao Dahua smiled bitterly. He was not joking. There was indeed a factory owner in Shenzhen who threatened to pay to remove one of his legs. He even threatened to send him to the countryside to make mobile phones in a large truck.
But a few days ago, the No. 1 secretary of the Central Department and the head of the Inspection Association visited the Orange Mobile Phone Factory together. This move was tantamount to announcing to the public: Anyone who dares to touch Orange will be severely punished! This is equivalent to giving the factory and Cao Dahua a "talisman".
Shenzhen's major associations also presented a number of awards, such as the National Green Factory, the 2012 ESG Model Enterprise Award, the Asian Electronics Industry Outstanding Contribution Award, the Lighthouse Factory, etc.
You know, Orange Mobile was the number one brand in China and the sixth in the world in terms of smartphone shipments in 2012. If Shenzhen cannot protect it, there are many first- and second-tier cities willing to provide free land, low-interest loans and other preferential policies.
But Cao Dahua was also afraid of meeting a fool, so he thought secretly: I will buy a bulletproof Mercedes-Benz and ask my boss to reimburse me.
"Wouldn't it be thirty if it goes up again?"
"Then the basic salary alone is 4,000 yuan a month!"
"The boss deserves to make a lot of money!"
More than 20,000 employees were jubilant, with joy in their eyes and brows, and they wished they could worship Chen Yansen as the God of Wealth.
Five minutes later, Chen Yansen ended the video call.
There is no other way. There are too many holding subsidiaries under the group. If we attend one every day like last year, I am afraid we won’t be able to finish until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
At nine o'clock in the morning, a panda-colored Ghost drove into the Zhuxianzhuang Science and Technology Park.
Chen Yansen pushed the door open, got out of the car, and walked into Building No. 6.
"Happy New Year, squad leader!" Xu Xingxing, wearing a bright red Ming Dynasty New Year's greeting suit, handed over a red envelope with a smile.
"Manager Xu, Happy New Year!" Chen Yansen took the red envelope and joked.
Xu Xingxing followed him all the way from the FoxTao project, and spent two and a half years of training. Finally, in January, he was promoted from team leader to supervisor. Although his growth rate was not as fast as Zhang Yifeng, Xiang Pengfei and others, it was also considered extremely outstanding.
"Squad leader, Mr. Huang is in the conference room on the second floor." Xu Xingxing reminded.
Chen Yansen nodded slightly and put the red envelope into his pocket.
On the last day before the holiday, the Administration Department organized a red envelope distribution activity in each office building.
The amount of the red envelope is not large, fifty, one hundred, two hundred, or at most eight hundred yuan, just for the sake of luck.
Go to the office on the top floor and boil water to make tea.
Chen Yansen leaned on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, set up the ladder, logged into Mimo, and started watching short videos.
The weather in North America is hot. Even in winter, most girls wear cool clothes. More than a dozen videos show girls with flashing lights.
"I have finally developed this account."
Chen Yansen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Knock knock knock!" There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Chen Yansen silently put away his phone and responded loudly.
Huang Zheng, who had just finished a meeting with the investment and operation department, pushed the door open and walked in, smiling and saying, "Happy New Year, Boss."
"Mmm, for you."
Chen Yansen grabbed a document, threw it to Huang Zheng and said.
Pinbei Technology Option Transfer Agreement!
Huang Zheng only took a glance and felt that his work in the past few months had not been in vain.
He ran from Hangzhou to Xucheng, working from 8 am to 10 pm every day. If not for money, then for hardship? "Thank you, boss." Huang Zheng thanked with a smile.
A total of 1 million shares, worth 11 million US dollars, is much higher than his annual income when he started his business before, not to mention he also has salary and bonus income.
"What time does the annual meeting start tonight?" Chen Yansen asked.
"At six o'clock, some employees have to catch the train after participating in the lottery," Huang Zheng replied.
"Thanks for your hard work," Chen Yansen encouraged. He paused and said, "Last year, Pinbei achieved sales of 317.4 billion yuan. I hope that sales can double in 2013 and exceed 1 trillion yuan in 2014. Whether we can surpass Ali is not important. Just do our best."
"Okay, boss. I understand." Huang Zheng quickly responded.
"I just checked. The workstations in Building 6 are too crowded. Let's move the customer service department, investment operation department, and event department to Building 5."
Chen Yansen thought for a while and said.
Pinbei's expansion speed was so fast that the 11-story office building was packed with more than 3,000 people.
"Then I'll ask the administrative department to coordinate and we'll move after the New Year," Huang Zheng replied.
"Lao Gao has deposited some red envelope funds into your Orange Pay account, and keep it for giving red envelopes to subordinates during the Chinese New Year: 1,000 yuan for team leaders, 3,000 yuan for supervisors, 5,000 yuan for directors, 10,000 yuan for department managers, and 50,000 yuan for project leaders. Remember to spend it all," Chen Yansen reminded.
"No problem, I will ensure that the task is completed." Huang Zheng said happily.
"When are you going back?" Chen Yansen asked softly after he finished his instructions.
"I'll go back to Hangzhou tomorrow morning." Huang Zheng replied immediately.
"Have some tea." Chen Yansen picked up a cup of hot tea and handed it to Huang Zheng.
Huang Zheng thanked him repeatedly, held up the teacup and took a sip.
At first, he felt a little awkward working for Chen Yansen, fearing that he was young and hot-tempered and difficult to serve. But after getting along for a few months, he felt that Chen Yansen was more stable than Duan Yongping.
Be generous and patient, and don't adjust your strategic direction at will just because of a slight setback in the project progress.
But Xiang Hailong was not as lucky as him. Li Yanhong was extremely impatient and said bluntly: If Didi Dache cannot get a 20% market share before the end of Q2, the CEO will have to be replaced.
In fact, after the cancellation of the subsidy war, Xiang Hailong has firmly established his position in North China, East China, Central China, South China and Northeast China. Although his market share has remained unchanged, his daily order volume has increased from 600,000 to 900,000. Relying on the ecological chain of Qiandu Map, Didi Taxi has gradually gained a loyal user group.
He did a good job, but Li Yanhong couldn't afford to lose this man! Because Kuaidi Taxi's daily business volume exceeded 8 million orders, accounting for nearly 90% of the market share.
Since Xiang Hailong took over the project, Didi Dache's market share has been declining, falling from 25% to just over 10%.
In this way, Li Yanhong's behavior of kicking Cheng Wei out and replacing the CEO with his own person became a clownish act.
If Cheng Wei was incompetent, it would be understandable for investors to sideline the founder, but after he left Didi Dache, he made Didi Bike very successful. In contrast, Xiang Hailong, who was appointed by Li Yanhong, performed worse than Cheng Wei.
Therefore, Qiandu encountered trouble when acquiring UC Browser. He Xiaopeng did not trust Li Yanhong. After repeated weighing, he actually rejected Qiandu and instead hooked up with Ma Liyun.
Li Yanhong looked at Xiang Hailong with an unhappy expression, then waved his hand, signaling him to get out.
After a while, Wang Zhongpu, the head of Qiandu Takeout, walked in and sat opposite Li Yanhong.
"Boss, there is a question that needs your decision. The deliverymen from Yanjing, Changshan, Tianjin and other places will probably return to their hometowns in the next two days. At that time, there will be a vacuum in transportation resources. Should we increase the unit price and rewards for completing orders during the Spring Festival to retain the deliverymen?" Wang Zhongpu said slowly.
"How much has the daily orders in the Yanjing area dropped compared with last week?" Li Yanhong asked.
"50%." Wang Zhongpu sighed slightly. He understood what the boss meant.
"The proportion of non-local population is around 40%, and there is still room for the order volume to decline. What's the point of just raising the unit price and rewarding orders? The overall income is declining, unless you learn from Kuaipao and give the riders a basic salary." Li Yanhong said without comment.
In his opinion, there is no need to waste extra money on 40% of the orders as there are plenty of riders anyway.
Wang Xin and Li Yanhong have similar ideas, but he is more cautious than Li Yanhong.
He knows that a food delivery rider who is familiar with the routes and community layout has a delivery efficiency three to five times that of an ordinary person, and these riders are more valuable to attract.
Therefore, after discussing with Wang Huiwen, he carefully selected a group of people from the riders, and gave them an additional subsidy of 200 yuan per day from February 9 to February 12, and an additional subsidy of 100 yuan per day from February 13 to February 15. In addition, the unit price and reward for completing orders were also increased.
Compared with Qiandu Waimai, Meituan Waimai has suffered some losses.
On the streets of Yanjing, the north wind is as sharp as a knife.
Jiang Hao had just finished the morning rush hour and tightened his orange windbreaker, which had a goose down lining inside, keeping him very warm.
Just as he was about to go back to the station to have a cup of tea, he saw several Qiandu deliverymen wearing red windbreakers.
Jiang Hao looked disgusted. The other person's clothes were dirty, which was really a discredit to the takeout industry.
(End of this chapter)
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