Sister, you miss me

Ning Cai'er sighed and said, "Although I am very happy here, I still have to go. I have to seduce others, or I will run out of food."

"Dracula may be willing to support you."

"Xiao Feng, don't be poor." Dracula shook his head, "Miss Cai'er stays, I will send you off."

"Give you an hour." Yang Feng finished speaking and smiled wretchedly.

Dracula was full of black lines.

Two minutes later, Dracula had just walked back and was pulled into the office by Yang Feng.

Yang Feng didn't smile and said solemnly: "Dracula, how many times is this?"

"What?" Dracula spread his hands: "I don't understand."

"I said digging the wall?"

"Digging the wall?" Dracula laughed blankly: "Oh, you mean a headhunting company?"

"It's just digging the foot of the wall, actually digging my corner!" Yang Feng stared at Dracula angrily: "Trouble you, be serious."

Dracula smiled: "You seem to be nervous."

"Answer my first question."

Dracula knocked his head: "Is it the eighth or tenth time this month? It's nothing more than the offensive of the money beauty, I can hold it."

"I have a sense of crisis." Yang Feng looked at Dracula without a smile: "Well, let's make a price yourself."

Dracula looked at Yang Feng in surprise: "What?"

"I said I want to give you a raise. A talent like you really can't get a one million salary."

"I'm not working for you for money. If you really want money, you may not be able to afford it, but this is my mission."

"No, I want to give you what you deserve. Besides, you helped me earn all this money."

"Do you really feel a crisis?" Dracula smiled, "Xiaofeng, don't worry, I have said that this is my mission, even if you don't give a penny, I will give you advice, and in the end. Life will last until death."

Yang Feng rolled his eyes: "Although the words are not precise enough, I am still very moved."

"That word is inaccurate?"

"Unswerving until death is often used to describe love."

"That's it, you have gained knowledge. It's no wonder that you have stories of'reconsideration' in Chinese."

"You want to say allusions."

"Yes, it should be an allusion."

"Do you still know the allusion or source of'research'?"

Dracula raised his head and chest, blinked his faintly blue eyes, looking very proud.

"Talk about it." Yang Feng picked his chin.

"What and what?" Dracula frowned, desperately grabbing the blonde.

"Dracula, what's the matter with you?" Yang Feng couldn't laugh or cry. "Even if you can't remember it, you won't harm yourself."

"Xiaofeng, this is a very serious matter. You must be rigorous in your studies, right?"

"Then you continue."

"I only remember the key sentence. It seems that the author is called Jia Dao, from the Tang Dynasty, and he is a monk by profession and a part-time poet."

Yang Feng can't help but tolerate: "What kind of job or part-time job, let's talk about the key points."

Dracula cried his face: "I really only remembered one sentence, even the name of the poem. The monk pushed the push in the door of the moon. Jia Dao felt that it was not appropriate enough, so he asked a writer named Han for advice, and then became a monk. Knock on the moon down the door."

"Awesome!" Yang Feng gave a thumbs up.

"Really?"

"Of course, for you, a self-taught foreigner, it is indeed quite remarkable. I think you definitely surpass many top students in Confucius Institutes."

Dracula smiled naively and kept combing his blonde hair with his hands covered with golden hair.Yang Feng suddenly discovered that this guy really has a cute side.

"Take it far." Yang Feng shook his head: "Close to the subject, let's discuss your salary issue very seriously."

"Are you serious?" Dracula looked at Yang Feng quietly.

"Of course." Yang Feng nodded.

Dracula knocked his head: "I suddenly remembered another sentence, just show off in front of you, a schoolmaster."

"tell me the story."

"Weak water is three thousand, I take a scoop, no matter how big the house is, I only sleep one corner." Dracula smiled gently: "Don't laugh at you, but you have already expressed what I mean. The material requirements are not high, and I don’t have much money to spend. For me, money is just a bunch of numbers.

"When can I have the realm of yours?" Yang Feng sighed.

"You can't reach my level?"

"why?"

"You desire too much."

"Don't you have been young and have been so desireless?"

"Of course not, whoever has not been young, who has not been in love, can only stand at a considerable height and overlook fame and fortune, love, hate, and hatred."

"Stop, Dracula, stop."

"why?"

"Say it, I'm going to see through the world."

Dracula laughed.

Yang Feng reiterated the old story again: "Whether you are upright or refined, in my eyes, only the corresponding salary can prove your value. Let's talk, make a price."

Dracula said with a smile: "Or, you say one."

Yang Feng raised a finger, and quickly added one, after thinking about it, adding another one, and his lips whispered, "Thirty...30 million."

"That's it." Dracula said lightly.

"I can't give you dollars." Yang Feng clarified.

"I know." Dracula smiled.

"You seem to be very calm." Yang Feng was a little uncomfortable: "How about ten million?"

"Also." Dracula nodded.

"How about fifty million?"

"up to you."

Yang Feng was looking directly at Dracula's faint pupils with wide eyes, but unfortunately, he did not see any waves in it.

"Your attitude really makes me at a loss."

"Don't talk about it." Dracula held Yang Feng's shoulder affectionately, "Go, go to the lounge, and tell me about the situation at the auction site today."

"Is it auction or tender?" Yang Feng shrugged, "Forget it, I admit that I am not very clear about the division."

When he came to the entrance of the lounge, Yang Feng's chin almost fell to the ground.

The lounge is as large as 300 square meters and is divided into two floors. As for the decoration concept, Yang Feng can only think of four words to describe it-it is remarkable.

On the ground floor there are lawns, beaches, penguins, palm trees, children’s playgrounds, pool tables, table tennis tables, a bar, and a kitchen.

The transparent glass dome, the sun shines directly in, and you can actually see the waves.Of course, it is just a simulation of light and shadow, as well as sound effects of ocean waves.

On various stools and chairs, men and women of all kinds, drinking coffee, curling up cats and dogs, or watching children in the playground.

Yang Feng looked around with all his eyes. Fortunately, he didn't see the bed, bathtub, or toilet.

Wang Bingqian and Qin Xue were playing PK billiards. Xiong Wei stood beside the penguin and took a selfie with interest. The rest staff did their own things. Drinking wine, coffee, tea, juice, everything you can think of to drink, the whole lounge spreads out. Kind of languid breath.

Dracula seemed to see through Yang Feng's expression, "Xiao Feng, don't you find it difficult to accept?"

Yang Feng shrugged: "Indeed, this is not like being in an office, but...but..."

"what?"

"Sorry, I can't find the exact sentence to express what I mean."

Dracula smiled, took Yang Feng to the bar counter, and tapped a piece of transparent glass. The glass lit up and many icons appeared.

"This is a computer?" Yang Feng's eyes widened. Today's new things are really coming one after another.

Dracula shook his head: "To be precise, it should be called the mobile terminal of the future."

"future?"

"Yes, it's the future." Dracula said, without stopping, he quickly opened a set of pictures and played them in slideshow mode.

After Yang Feng read them one by one, he was shocked.

Dracula said: "You see it too, this is Google's office."

"So your design concept came from here?"

Dracula nodded: "Yes, tell me, why did Google design the office like this?"

"Maybe, it's for inspiration."

"Yes!" Dracula snapped his fingers, "Inspiration is priceless, and it is also unattainable, but certain circumstances help sparks of inspiration. This thing varies from person to person and cannot be explained. But it works."

Yang Feng was noncommittal.

Dracula said: "Some people are sitting on the toilet and writing songs, some are lying in the bathtub and modeling, some are diving under the water and thinking about design bottlenecks, some are using alcohol, or the love of men and women to inspire Vance..."

"Okay, okay, I accept. Let's proceed with your idea first. We have a pioneer who said that no matter white cat or black cat, catching a mouse is a good cat. It turns out that your approach is right."

"Perhaps in your mind, in your understanding, a company is a factory, with workshops, rows of machine lines, busy workers, and advanced manipulators... That's manufacturing, and there is no technical content, no matter how good the profit is. Less than 20%, let’s not do that, let’s do design and development, and use our intelligence to make money."

Seeing Dracula's excitement, Yang Feng picked his chin: "Go on."

Dracula smiled and scratched his head: "I'm basically done. In the end, there is an old saying in your country, "He who works hard to rule people, and who works to rule people."

Yang Feng took a deep breath, with wet eyes and hot eyes: "Dracula, I really want to look at you with admiration. How lucky I am to meet you, I will not interfere with your design philosophy, development philosophy, business philosophy, I I just want to ask if the stage of Chunyang County is too small and will it be detrimental to the development of the company."

Dracula thought for a while, and said: "Not for the time being, and what I want is the result. It does not restrict the staff's working methods, or even requires you to attend on time. As long as you can complete the task effectively, even if you are on the road Medium. But whoever wants to mess around is impossible."

A conversation with Dracula, coupled with what he saw and felt, Yang Feng was full of enthusiasm and high spirits. He never thought about meeting or communicating with employees as the chairman. He waved to the three girls who had enjoyed themselves. Take the lead out of the lounge.

Dracula and the three unfinished girls followed, and Yang Feng said: "Dracula, come to the house to have a meal in the evening. I call everyone on it as a practice for us to prepare for school."

"Well, it must be on time." Dracula said.