Zong Jiayu nodded. "I'll send Da Yuan to a game studio in Shanghai to help me poach talent. I plan to build my own game development team."
Jiang Xiaoli hesitated for a moment, then said worriedly, "Ayu, I know the 'Vulcan' thing makes you very uncomfortable, but isn't it too hasty to form a game development team?"
Zong Jia smiled and explained, "Little Pear, do you think I just had this idea on a whim? No, I've had this idea ever since 'Yu Jia Technology' established its gaming division."
Previously, the company hadn't started making a profit, and various conditions weren't met. But now things are different, and I think we can gradually try to make some breakthroughs.
Hearing his explanation, Jiang Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief. "It's good that you have a plan. The worst thing you can do in business is to act impulsively. Jonathan's partners are so arrogant. I believe they will pay the price for their actions one day."
Zong Jia nodded with a light laugh. "I know. 'Yu Jia Technology's' success today isn't solely due to my efforts. You, Da Yuan, and Bao Fu—everyone has contributed a great deal to the company. As a manager, I won't act impulsively."
Over the next week, Jiang Xiaoli inspected each of the group's subsidiaries.
They then selected some stores and projects for on-site inspections and spoke with relevant personnel to confirm the actual performance of each company executive on the profit-sharing list.
What makes her feel gratified is that while some individuals may be a bit stubborn, she is very satisfied with the performance of the vast majority of them.
Finally, on December 22nd, the winter solstice, all employees of the "Jiang's Group" not only enjoyed delicious dumplings in the company cafeteria, but also received an official document from the group.
[Explanation Regarding Profit-Sharing Incentives for Senior Management of the Group's Subsidiaries]
Although the document only contained a list of senior management personnel who received dividends in each company, without specifying the dividend ratio or amount, it still caused a great uproar in the group's various subsidiaries.
"My God, do you know what? I just found out that our CEO Shao is going to get a seven-figure bonus this year!"
"Really?! Chairman Jiang is being incredibly generous!"
"What's a 7-figure sum? You guys don't know, do you? The guy upstairs makes an 8-figure a year! Almost a 9-figure sum!"
"Wow—that's too much! I could never earn that much money in my entire life!"
"Alright, stop being jealous. What's the relationship between General Manager Fu and Chairman Jiang? Besides, 'Jiang Li Ji's' monthly net profit is enough for our 'Master Jiang' to work hard for several years!"
After the gossip subsided, some people started to get excited. "I think the document means that in the future, high-level executives who perform well will have the opportunity to receive bonuses, and may even be able to buy pre-IPO shares at a low price. Suddenly, I feel like there's a future in my work!"
"I think I've figured it out. This move by the group is just empty promises. I feel like the competition in the company will be fierce in the future."
"What's there to be afraid of intimacy? What's scary is working yourself to the bone and still not making any money! At least Chairman Jiang can distribute dividends and pay out cash whenever he says he will!"
"Exactly! I came from the mountains, and I'm not afraid of hardship! I've decided to apply to General Manager Shao to go and expand the market!"
Such conversations weren't limited to "Master Jiang"; everyone in the "Jiang Group" was discussing them.
In the afternoon, Zhu Han came to report, "Chairman Jiang, the document has been distributed, and the employees' response has been very enthusiastic."
She smiled slightly, "The response has been enthusiastic! By the way, has the plan for the annual meeting been finalized yet?"
Profit sharing is a benefit for senior management, while the year-end bonus at the annual meeting is a benefit for all employees; both are very important.
Zhu Han nodded and placed a document in front of her. "This is the annual meeting plan that President Li confirmed this morning."
Jiang Xiaoli opened it and took a look. The annual meeting had already been held once last year, so she didn't need to worry about the specific procedures and meeting details. She just flipped to the back to look at the year-end bonus distribution plans of each company.
She recalled the specific financial data and profitability of each company, made only a small change to the year-end bonus distribution plan of one company, and signed off on the others.
In addition, she added two prizes to the annual meeting: a grand prize of 50,000 yuan in cash and a "sunshine award" of 188 yuan for everyone.
Zhu Han smiled when he saw the message she added, saying, "Chairman Jiang, did you know that the 'Jiang Group' has now become one of the most sought-after companies for job seekers?"
Jiang Xiaoli asked with great interest, "Really? Where did you hear this news from?"
Zhu Han replied, "A while ago, Peking University gave us feedback. They wanted to discuss strengthening the cooperation between the university and the enterprise. I had a brief chat with their representative."
Jiang Xiaoli nodded, suddenly remembering the school's "Jiang Family Scholarship".
How is my teacher managing the "Jiang's Scholarship" program?
“Excellent,” Zhu Han said. “After Professor Fang Yong took over the management of the ‘Jiang’s Scholarship,’ he redesigned the scholarship selection system to be more practical, which received rave reviews at Peking University, and the group has also gained considerable praise as a result.”
She smiled and said, "Teacher Fang is quite amazing!"
After chatting with Zhu Han for a while, she packed her things and planned to leave work early.
Outside the French windows, snowflakes drifted down everywhere. She called Ruan Jiajia. "Jiajia, where did you guys go today? Did you eat dumplings?"
After spending two or three days eating and exploring Kyoto, Ruan Jiajia and Quan Wenyan went to Xijing with a tour guide she had introduced.
Ruan Jiajia was so cold that her teeth chattered. "Xiao Li, we've already seen the Terracotta Warriors. We're on Mount Hua now. Ayan suddenly had an inspiration and started drawing."
Jiang Xiaoli frowned. "It's the dead of winter now. It must be so cold up in the mountains. Did you bring enough warm clothes?"
“We’re dressed quite warmly; we just rented military overcoats at the post station.”
She said worriedly, "Jiajia, Mount Hua is no joke. If you two can't handle it, you should come down the mountain right now. What are you doing painting at a time like this?"
Ruan Jiajia refused without even thinking, "Xiao Li, you don't understand. This place is really spectacular and beautiful. Such inspiration is fleeting. Don't worry, we will take good care of ourselves."
Seeing that she couldn't persuade her, Jiang Xiaoli could only hang up the phone and contact the tour guide who was traveling with them, asking him to prepare more heating items, hot water, and hot meals for the two of them.
On her way home, she complained to Zong Jia about it, "Why are those two so stubborn?"
Zong Jiayu said helplessly, "Perhaps this is what artists pursue. For them, creating inspiration is a very rare thing, and missing it would be a regret."
She thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, although I don't understand, I respect their choice."
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