Losing Money to Be a Tycoon

Half an hour later, the office building where the eWriters class is located.

Ma group led Pei Qian to the end of the “little black house” rented by the Chinese Internet.

Although all the horses on this side have been entrusted to Zhu Xingan, since President Pei has arrived, the horses must still receive and report the work personally.

“General Pei, this is our program for this course. ”

“This is the template for the agreement with the authors. ”

“And everyday living arrangements…”

Ma group introduced Bai Qianyi, and the words were proud.

He is quite proud of the fact that the traffic data on the website has improved significantly during this time!

A writer is even more effective, mostly influencing only his own books, with minimal effect on the website's data.

But what if a lot of authors go together?

Websites always do double monthly tickets and other activities on a regular basis, precisely to stimulate writers to explode, thereby boosting the site's data as a whole.

Now, once these mid-level authors of the course burst, the readership of each book is increasing, and the data on the website is naturally much better.

“General Pei, this is the most recent data growth on the website. ”

“This is reader feedback. ”

“In short, this course was a great success! It's a tripartite win-win for readers, authors, and websites! ”

“Therefore, I intend to hold the next course immediately after the end of this course and continue to include some new authors to make the course activities normal...”

“Of course, after all, it's because General Pei's approach is correct! ”

“President Pei is right that the great gods are not cultivated by digging, but by themselves. ”

“I've thought about it, even if we dig up the gods from outside and give him a good buyout price, the website will not be able to keep this heat for long due to lack of soil and strength. ”

“Now that this course starts, even if we can't cultivate the Great God, as long as we can cultivate these middle authors, our website will surely steam the sun. There is a Great God among these middle authors, it is also a matter of time and night! ”

Pei Qian: “…"

Bae Jian doesn't know yet if the Ma people won't say anything. The problem has reached such a serious point?

At this time, the authors and Zhu Xingan were still wandering around in Jingzhou, and did not return.

So Pei Qian and Ma's group can talk here without being disturbed.

Pei Qian opened a computer at random and found that the computer automatically entered the cabin state as soon as it was turned on, basically unable to carry out too many entertainment activities.

Look at what's written in this agreement…

As a salted fish, Pei Huan instinctively felt a chill in his heart.

It's deep!

Isn't this a sweatshop that turns salted fish into a struggling sweatshop?

Pei Qian very much wanted to destroy this sweatshop on the grounds of the spirit of Tengda and rescue the squeezed authors.

But when you think about it, it's not hard.

Because a bunch of horses prescribed an eight-hour working day for these authors, and they didn't work overtime for a minute!

It was not nominally contrary to Tenda's rules, and it was a matter of food control, with a minimum wage and a five-insurance fund, which had been treated well enough.

The only problem may be forcing the computer into the cabin as soon as it is powered on.

Pei Huan felt he could do it from this point on.

But there has to be a lead, and the authors need to cooperate.

Instead of showing his thoughts, Pei Qian and Ma continued to talk about some of the details of the class while awaiting the authors' return.

I left at 1: 00 pm, and by now it's almost time to come back.

Soon after, there was a footsteps outside.

“The ancient monument in Jingzhou is quite ordinary, there is nothing to look at, but a few photographs have been taken, but it is not for nothing. ”

“It's nice to touch a fish net. Why haven't you seen the rest of the city? ”

“I think this place in Jingzhou is really suitable for living. ”

The trip this afternoon was very simple, the authors first went to the few less famous monuments in Kyushu, felt the historical scenery of Kyushu, and then sat down at the nearest fish net cafe.

The itinerary is relatively relaxed and no one is tired.

At this point, the authors went back to their daily office “little black house" and found the door open, a group of horses here, sitting next to a young man.

Everyone was stunned and greeted: “President Ma! ”

A bunch of horses smiled and stood up and said, "You guys having fun? Let me introduce you, this is our president of Tenda Group, President Pei Jian Pei, who came here today to take care of everyone...”

Horses are briefly introduced, the authors greet each other.

This is the boss' boss, he must be lazy.

While most authors do not like and are not good at these people, there is always courtesy to be had.

Pei Qian did not care about these, he waited until now to make other plans, so he went straight to the point.

“It's been a long time! ”

“If there is anything unsatisfactory, you can always bring it up and we will definitely correct it right away. ”

“How effective do you think this e-author class is? ”

The authors saw that President Pei was so polite and hurried back: “You are so polite! Ma always takes care of us very well, only thanks, no problem! ”

“This course worked great, we created it faster, life was more regular, and we were healthier. In short, thank you very much to Sum Pei for giving us this opportunity! ”

Other authors have joined forces.

Pei Qian: “…"

What a disappointment!

He had hoped that the authors would pick out the problem. As long as any one of the authors picked out the problem, Pei Qian could push the horses to change.

For example, assuming an author says, "It's too inconvenient for computers to play games to watch videos," Pei Huan can reasonably let a group of horses dismantle the state of the little black house on all computers.

As it turns out, it's all rainbow butts!

Pei Qian is speechless, but the more these authors say that, the stronger his ideas are.

Now that it's working so well, it needs to be changed!

Pei Qian coughed twice and decided to give them some tips: "Computer's little black house status, don't know if everyone is used to it? ”

“I think writing a novel is a creative activity, and closing a small black house will probably stifle your imagination and creativity. ”

“Why don't you cancel the cabin? ”

Pei Qian thought these authors would be happy, clapping fast, and then he could “conform to the opinion” and let the horses lift the state of all the computers in the little black house.

As a result, the previous authors shook their heads.

“President Pei, don't! ”

“The little black house is a great way to keep us out of the way, improve our work efficiency and definitely not cancel! ”

“If you cancel it, there will certainly be no more 8,000 or 10,000! ”

And the others were like, "Right, right, right, you can't cancel! ”

Pei Qian: “???? ”

Broken, met a group of stubborn authors...

Undo the cabin for you, don't you like it???

Choi Geng in the last row wanted to attach President Pei, but thought about it and shut up.

Not because he's embarrassed, but because of his thick face.

If it was a week ago, Choi Geng would definitely be the first to stand up, please ask Bae to deactivate the cabin for himself.

But now he hesitates.

Because after a few days of adaptation, Choi Gen found that in this special environment, with the help of a little black house, he could actually accomplish his goal of 8,000 or 10,000 a day.

Without the little black house, we must return to the state of the beast.

That means grades, income, reader testimonials, etc., slowly slipping back to their original state.

By then, the grades of all the authors of the course will be steaming, getting better and better, only half-dead by themselves...

You'll be ashamed of yourself.

Besides, this Pei is smiling. Who knows if he's fishing?

What if I raise my hand and I get caught as typical of the opposite?

So Choi Gunmao shut up.

Pei Qianhuan looked around and found that none of these authors actually supported the cancellation of the cabin.

Pei Qian felt a little tired.

Damn, I ran into a house struggling!

What a mess!

He looked at the horses with a smile on his face and gave him a praiseworthy look.

As if he was saying, "Mr. Bae, you are very good at this! It's just a pity no one's falling for it. ”

Pei Qian was speechless and had a feeling that kindness was treated as donkey liver and lungs.

Now that you can't do it hard, you have to go back and ask for the second.

These authors form a whole, the struggling ideas take the upper hand, at this time should adopt a certain method to differentiate and disintegrate these people...

Pei Qianhuan looked around: "Okay, now that everyone likes the little black house, keep it. ”

“However… I think that the current mechanism, with only a large pot of rice, without reward and punishment, is definitely not possible. ”

“So set up a reward and punishment system! ”

The authors looked serious and thought that none of these leaders were really good.

This is Mr. Bae. Is this Levy?

But people don't dare ask too many questions, they can only listen honestly.

Pei Qian softly coughed twice: “The most updated author of the day, the next day can not come to work, free activities for one day, as a reward, of course, no more words; the least updated author of the day, the next day should go to Tengda headquarters for Tengda spiritual re-education, as punishment! ”

“Neither is bound by the original agreement. ”

“Let me see, how many updates are there today? ”

Pei Qian looked at the horses.

Ma group silently pulled out the background data on the computer: “Today the most updated is Mingyu, 8712 words, the least is Choi Geng, 3287 words. ”

This is the result of three hours in the morning because there is a collective event this afternoon.

With nearly 9,000 words in 3 hours, it's the ultimate tentacle.

Choi Geng's face suddenly grew white: "President Bai, listen to me! I am mainly in the outline this morning, I am not lazy...”

Before he finished, Pei Jian smiled at him: "Someone will pick you up tomorrow. ”

After that, Pei Qian turned around and left.

Choi Geng felt a little dizzy and almost couldn't stand steady.

It's over!

Tenda Spiritual Re-education at Tenda Headquarters?

In his head came the knife mountain, the oil pan, and he thought of Jinyiwei prison...

And Mingyu, with the most words, scratched his head: "Free movement? What about my update? ”

“Forget it, I'll just continue with the code in the hotel...”

He just finished mumbling and the horses came and patted him on the shoulder, sighing softly.

“Forget the moths, President Pei's" free movement "is about letting you do anything but work. ”

“Write your leave note. ”