"Are these people familiar to you?" Wan Feng asked while looking at the roster.
Tan Sheng nodded: "The ones with red dots after their names are people I'm familiar with."
Only then did Wan Feng discover that there were inconspicuous red dots behind the names of some people in the notebook, about twenty people in total.
Wan Feng looked at the profiles of the people marked with red dots again, and then drew a list of sixteen people with a pen.
"I'll give you two days to gather these people together and choose a high-end hotel."
Tan Sheng took the notebook, scanned it, and replied, "This should be fine."
If Factory 14 is willing to join, the total number of employees in these enterprises will be 6,000, which is about the number of employees he needs.
Among them, there are more than a thousand technical personnel. Although this scale is not too large, it is acceptable.
He has no choice but to let other companies refuse to be acquired by him.
It doesn't matter if we can't bring these companies under our control, but we must fight for the talents in these companies, and every one we can get is a good one.
To attract talents, all you need is to offer high prices and a good scientific research and living environment.
Wanfeng can meet all these conditions.
Of course, if foreign companies really offer these people an annual salary of over one million yuan, Wan Feng will be powerless to do anything.
It’s not that he can’t afford it, but that he can’t open it. Once that happens, the salary balance of the group will be disrupted.
Although the annual salary of foreigners in the group is much higher than that of domestic technical personnel, they are indeed experts and no one in the country can replace them in their fields.
If you give them too little, they won’t come.
Therefore, domestic employees who have higher salaries do not think there is anything wrong with it.
But if it is a Chinese employee, this matter will be difficult to handle.
The highest salary for senior employees in Nanwan Group is only 12,000. If Wan Feng gives them too high a salary, people will become confused.
Even if no one says it on the surface, does that mean they don’t have any thoughts in their hearts?
Once you have this idea, it's troublesome. This is how civil unrest is caused.
However, Wan Feng believes that these foreign companies do not look down on Chinese talents at all, and even if they do offer salaries, they will not be very high.
This was his chance.
Salary is only one aspect. He plans to invite these people to visit his company and use the working environment to impress their restless hearts.
When it comes to working environment, he is not afraid of foreigners.
Qu Yunfeng gave Wan Feng two days, and Wan Feng gave Tan Sheng two days.
This way Wan Feng has a day of free time.
"Road Worker! I've been to Shanghai several times, but I haven't really seen the scenery. Are there any fun places in Shanghai? It's a rare day of leisure, so I'd like to take in the scenery."
"Let's go to the First Department Store on Nanjing Road! That's the most crowded place in Shanghai."
Wan Feng shook his head: "Go and squeeze the incense oil. I don't like squeezing in the crowd."
It's already mid-May, and the crowds of people are shoulder to shoulder. Isn't this just looking for trouble?
"Why don't we go to Huating Road? It's still the largest clothing market in Shanghai."
"Haha! Road Worker! You probably don't know this, but my fiancée runs a clothing factory. What do you think I'm doing in the clothing market?"
Lu Jinshui began to scratch his head.
After thinking about it, it seems that there is really nothing worth seeing in Shanghai except these places.
"Why don't we go to the Bund?"
“Isn’t Lujiazui just across from the Bund?”
"Yes!"
"Then go and have a look."
In the early 1990s, the Bund already had the rudiments of an international city, and the buildings along the road were obviously not Chinese in style.
Wan Feng didn't have much impression of these buildings. They only represented colonization and were nothing to see.
Instead, he paid much attention to the skyscrapers built in Lujiazui on the other side of the strait.
The most famous thing about the Bund is dating, which in simple terms means finding a partner. This was the case in the past, is the case now, and will be the case in the future.
Therefore, there are a lot of young men and women here, arm in arm.
At that time in China, Shanghai was the most open city.
In other places, young men and women, even lovers, would stay quite far away from each other, but here it is very common to see them hugging each other in broad daylight.
"They say that Shanghai has Shanghai sons-in-law everywhere. Is that true?"
Wan Feng was strolling around the Bund and asked Jinshui for directions.
"Really, since the early 1980s, everyone wanted to go abroad. The easiest and fastest way for a girl to go abroad was to marry a foreigner, no matter what country he was from. That's why there's a saying that Shanghai sons-in-law are everywhere in the world." Lu Jinshui's words were full of self-deprecation.
"And now?"
"Now they have a clear destination. They no longer marry any foreigner they can find. Instead, they go to Japan, as if they can make endless money there."
Although Japan has been on the decline since the Plaza Accord, its current living standards are far beyond those of China.
Even the recent real estate collapse, which caused countless people to die, is not comparable to what China is experiencing now.
People always strive for higher goals and a better life, which is why so many people are rushing to marry abroad.
The Shanghainese's inherent worship of foreign things probably dates back to this period. Even though decades later China had become a nominally developing country but a developed country in reality, this disease of Shanghainese has not been cured.
It is said that people from Shanghai look down on outsiders. In fact, Wan Feng doesn't think much of people from Shanghai either.
Just like now, a foreigner is walking down the street with a local girl in his arms.
The girl looked shy and acted like a little bird.
Wan Feng felt his throat itchy and spat hard on the ground.
"Pooh!"
The foreigner rolled his eyes at Wan Feng.
If you roll your eyes again, I will slap you. Don’t think I won’t slap you just because we’re in Shanghai.
An old lady wearing an armband came over and said: "Spitting anywhere will result in a fifty-cent fine."
Wan Feng waved his hand, and Han Guangjia took out fifty cents from his pocket and handed it to the old lady with a smile.
"Let's go to the Waigaoqiao construction site. It's boring to stay here," Wan Feng suggested.
I took a ferry across the river to my construction site.
Wan Feng last came here more than a month ago. Compared with more than a month ago, the construction site has undergone tremendous changes.
The floors of the research buildings and factory buildings are being raised.
The biggest change is that a construction site has started across from his building.
After all, they are both veterans in construction. There is a huge difference between Tan Chun's engineering team and Yu Jiadong's engineering team.
"Hey! Xiao Wan! Why are you here again?"
Yu Jiadong was a little confused when he saw Wan Feng. It seemed like he had only been here for two days, so why was he here again?
"I was afraid you would be lazy at work, so I came here to monitor you."
"Haha!" Yu Jiadong chuckled.
"I came here to do something. I had nothing to do today so I came to take a look."
Wan Feng really came here to take a look because he was free, without any purpose.
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