Everyone was here today. Seeing so many people come in, including their bosses, they all stopped and stood up.
Wyattroy is in charge, so of course he needs to preside over it.
"Hello everyone, what are your thoughts after being here these past few days? You are all talents in the field of computer science that I have selected."
Everyone lowered their heads in shame upon hearing the boss's words. They had always thought they could do anything and were good at everything, but after these past few days here, they truly felt utterly worthless.
"We, the three shareholders, are here today to see everyone's achievements, so let's begin."
The three of them started with number one. The screen was blank, nothing was displayed, and Celine Glad was behind them taking notes with a pen and notebook.
After examining all the computers, only three people had written a little bit of code. These were the three who had watched Zhang Hongmei write the game.
"Alright, it's getting late, so I'll take up ten minutes of your time."
I am a businessman; I seek profit. What have you all contributed to my business? Don't you all understand these things?
Everyone kept their heads down and didn't speak. Some people were still unconvinced. How could they have achieved anything in just the last few days?
"Some people might be thinking that this time is too short. Well, I'll give you a week. I'll be back next Monday at this time."
And this is Ms. Celine Glad, she's your supervisor. You can contact her for any non-professional questions in the future.
Everyone can go home now. I hope you all go home and think about it carefully. I'm really looking forward to everyone's work next week.
After everyone had left, Zhang Hongmei walked to the sofa in the rest area and sat down. She rubbed her temples. "I'm a little disappointed. This research group is led by Selinger, and I'll be coming here twice a week."
Wyatt sat down next to her, annoyed. "What? You're backing down already?"
"No, I'm just a little disappointed. Well, I have something to discuss with Ms. Glad. We'll talk about our issues later."
"Madam, I'm entrusting the management of this group to you. I saw you've already reviewed the rules and regulations. If you don't agree with them, you can draft your own; I have no objection. I will also abide by your requirements while I'm here, so please rest assured."
Selingrad spoke seriously, "I strongly disagree with your point of view. Even if you hadn't said anything, I would have revised it. My requirements are very strict, and I won't give anyone special privileges. I already have basic information on all the staff. I can definitely manage this place well."
“Zhang Hongmei, Ms. Selinger is a veteran who has been with me since I was ten years old. I sent her here this time in the hope that you will be satisfied with her work.”
Zhang Hongmei nodded, stood up, and extended her hand. "It's been a pleasure doing business with you, Ms. Glad. Please choose your own room. As for meals, that's your responsibility."
After explaining a few more details, Zhang Hongmei and the other two left.
The three went straight to the study. "Wyatt, Carlos, I think we should leave the research group as it is for now and see how they perform in six months. If it's still not good, we'll have to consider replacing them."
Neither of them had any objections, but both felt a little uneasy. They had both been chosen from their own subordinates, yet here they were nothing, which disappointed them. However, neither voiced their concerns. Zhang Hongmei was already hesitant; if the two continued to harbor such thoughts, the project would truly be impossible to complete.
“I will focus my energy on research and will not be responsible for teaching them, so I will keep them if necessary and end them if not.”
The two nodded. Wyatt was a little worried. "Red Plum, you still need to design a few more games; there aren't enough."
He shook his head. "That's enough. Quality is more important than quantity. It's not about winning by sheer volume."
If you manage it well, these dozen or so games can last for several years, so the future depends on your abilities.
"Aren't you designing anymore?" Wyatt didn't listen to anything else, only hearing it years later.
"That's not necessarily true; it depends more on inspiration. What I mean is, don't rush me. I'll design when I have the time and energy."
Wyatt finally felt a bit more at ease and was able to discuss other projects.
After Carlos left, Wyatt took out the same leather bag from the car; this one was much bulging than the last.
This time it's fifty thousand. With so much money, how could Wyatt not be afraid of backing out? But doesn't he realize that he's also very tempted by that much money?
And so it's Friday night again. Everyone's here today for a family reunion dinner. We're making dumplings again, with the girls helping out; it's the quickest meal ever.
Now, looking at the ten of them, Zhang Hongmei felt that she could see their progress from their appearance, and everyone's mental state was particularly good.
Wang Xinyi, heavily pregnant, said, "Come over next Friday night, it's our Lunar New Year's Eve."
Zhang Hongmei was so busy that she really forgot. She stood up, walked over to Wang Xinyi, and helped her up. "Aunt Wang, when is Uncle Zhao coming back?"
"We should be home soon."
"Okay, I understand. I'm just wondering if I should wish those people in our chamber of commerce a Happy New Year?"
"We'll talk about it when your Uncle Zhao comes back. I don't know either; I haven't heard him mention visiting relatives and friends for the New Year."
After dinner, the ten people didn't stay long and all went home.
Zhao Tiancheng still hadn't gone home by this time.
Wang Xinyi was a little worried.
"Mom, don't worry, don't fret!" Zhao Hao gently reassured her.
Cheng Guangxu moved closer to Zhang Hongmei and said, "Hongmei, we're supposed to collect our dividends, but I don't dare deposit them in the bank. Should we keep them at home?"
"If you trust me, just leave it to me and I'll keep it safe for you."
Cheng Guangxu looked at the other two smugly. "Hongmei, I'll go and bring it up on Monday and give it to you when I get back."
"Sure, you two can do that too. Our money really isn't suitable for depositing in the bank. It's different here than at home. Here, you get interest, but here you get a storage fee."
And if there are good investments, I'll help you invest that money, but all of these investments carry risk.
All three nodded; they weren't fools, of course they knew all this.
Wang Xinyi refused to go back to her room, so Zhang Hongmei had no choice but to stay with her.
"Hongmei, I really don't feel used to having Annie at home."
"Hehe, I think so too, but her maternal grandparents' family came. I can't bring her over either? This girl must be bored too."
"Yeah, look at Haozheng. He's getting restless."
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