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Chapter 088 The Earth Still Turns

In the office area, a fat programmer held his glasses and muttered in a low voice: "I feel that Yuncheng seems to be over, but if it really doesn't work, let's find the next home quickly."

"What nonsense! Be careful to let the boss hear you put on shoes. He also forgot who cried and shouted to come to Yuncheng, why did he give up now?" The person who spoke to the fat programmer was still immersed in front of the computer and replied without raising his head.

The fat programmer's face collapsed and his voice lowered: "What else should I do? I can't wait to die together."

"Oh, Mr. Shi is good, Mr. Han is good!"

A sharp-eyed employee who knew how to do things was going to see Shi Jia and Han Fei from a distance. He didn't know what the employee was thinking about. He still had time to watch around when he was at work.

Hearing this attentive greeting, the fat programmer couldn't help but scream. He quickly lowered his head, slapped his body on the desktop, and tweaked his hands on the keyboard, holding his glasses from time to time, and then taking the opportunity to secretly look in Shi Jia's direction.

"Huh--I've gone far, I probably didn't hear it..." The fat programmer touched his forehead, his hands full of cold sweat that had just come out of scare. Although he said this, in fact, he never wanted to offend his boss when he didn't find a new job.

Of course, Shi Jia heard the conversation between the two people clearly. His physique was different from that of ordinary people, and even the slightest voice could be heard even through the wall.

The cohesion of the new company is still not strong enough. When encountering some setbacks, this kind of panic situation occurs. This atmosphere, whether for personnel management or product research and development, is simply harmful without any benefit and full of negative effects.

As soon as he walked to the company gate, Zheng Lin suddenly stopped Shi Jia.

Zheng Lin's white shirt on his upper body was a little messy, his collar buttons were not all buttoned, his hair was messy, and his eyes were covered with blood. He was still used to hesitation and stammered for a long time before he came to the point: "Mr. Shi, I have something to discuss with you. I know that it is not the time, but-"

"But what?" Shi Jia's face darkened.

He also looked at Zheng Lin's appearance while he was stammering.

Not to mention this energy-defying look, he held an envelope-like thing in his right hand and hid it behind his back. No matter how he analyzed it, he could draw a conclusion - this kid also wanted to be a deserter.

Han Fei's observation ability was not bad. Before Zheng Lin could speak, he cursed: "If you want to leave, don't show it to everyone in a tangled way!"

The fat programmer was amused when he saw it, and muttered to his colleagues, "Look, even Lao Zheng wants to leave. I guess it won't take long to sell this new project, this sword spirit, and even this lifeline cloud platform, and then the boss will run away with the money."

"Fatty Luan, you can't spit out ivory in your mouth. If you want to leave, just leave. Either like those people, you don't have to worry about prosecution and resign on your own. Or you obediently submit your resignation and wait for a month. Don't bewitch others here!" The programmer wearing glasses was filled with righteous indignation. In anger, his voice was inevitably a little high.

Fat Luan saw that the eyes around him were wrong. His neck shrank, lowered his head and typing on the keyboard and did not dare to speak anymore. But his eyes were still staring at Shi Jia, seeing how the chairman, who often had no tail, would deal with Zheng Lin's resignation problem.

If this was the case in front of the boss, the company would be really ruined. Fatty Luan thought to himself.

"Han, Mr. Han, please listen to my explanation-"

"Get out!" Han Fei waved his hand and his index finger straight towards the gate.

Zheng Lin wanted to say something, but Han Fei was furious and didn't want to hear his quibbling. Seeing that Zheng Lin's feet were not moving, Han Fei even reached out and pushed the person out.

There was an uproar in the company.

Just when the situation was about to get worse, Shi Jia stopped Han Fei and prevented him from continuing to get impulsive.

"Show me what you have in your hand." Shi Jia said calmly.

Zheng Linru received a general amnesty and quickly handed the envelope-like thing to Shi Jia with both hands, then looked at Shi Jia's expression nervously.

After disassembling it, it was a piece of paper that was carefully folded neatly, with dense black small characters written on it. It was roughly enough to have at least tens of thousands of words. Shi Jia glanced at the eyes and the content of the whole piece of paper was immediately entered into his mind.

He also roughly understood Zheng Lin's purpose.

This is a planning proposal.

The content is very simple. Regarding how to carry out the development progress of "Rhythm Master", how to carry out preheating publicity, and how to cooperate with the cloud platform to attract users from this group, all aspects are written in detail. What is even more commendable is that this planning takes into account the current dilemma and many suggestions are very realistic and not frivolous at all.

It's a bit unlike the work of young people. Young people are inevitably frivolous in their work and are often not considered carefully. Therefore, Shi Jia felt that the quality shown by Zheng Lin was rare.

Shi Jia had already finished reading, but he still pretended to be reading, nodding his head, as if he was appreciating.

A hint of joy flashed in Zheng Lin's eyes and he rang the railway while it was hot: "Mr. Shi, our company's planning department was seriously injured, but whether it was game planning or marketing planning, one person must be missing, otherwise the whole thing would be a mess and could not be used without any strength. So, I have an inappropriate request-"

Shi Jia's face darkened.

Zheng Lin was staring at Shi Jia's expression and immediately put the words he was about to say back into his stomach, but more of them were full of grievances. He originally thought Shi Jia was an open-minded and generous leader who recruited talents, but now it seems that he was wrong.

He lowered his head and said, "I know what you mean..."

"What do you know?" Shi Jia suddenly smiled, his voice calm, without a slight reprimanding tone, "I don't think you know."

He paused, looked back at Zheng Lin's eyes, his hands fell, and said seriously: "False? What is false? That is unjust and unreasonable! But you are reasonable now, and I can't find any fault at all, and I won't make things difficult for you on purpose. Why do you use the word "False"?"

Zheng Lin suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of surprise and surprise. He was a smart person, and of course he could hear the subtext in Shi Jia's words.

And the joy after the fall almost made him cry.

His eyes were slightly red, and he raised his head a little and did not let the rolling things flow down. He was not a person who could cry easily. At this moment, this feeling of being valued and recognized made Zheng Lin feel a sense of ecstasy and touching from the bottom of his heart.

When it comes to college, Zheng Lin can only be regarded as a young newcomer who has just entered the workplace. In any case, although Yuncheng Network has just started, it is still a powerful company with a market value of over 100 million yuan. All of the colleagues around him are veterans in the industry, and even newcomers are outstanding graduates from 985 colleges.

It is not easy for him, a fresh graduate who graduated from a second-rate university to come to Yuncheng Network. And Shi Jia means—

"Now, I appoint you as the new supervisor of the Planning Department!"

Surprise, full of surprise.

All eyes were attracted to Shi Jia.

The employees were either shocked or puzzled, but more of them were some hidden expectations. At this time, a speech was needed that was enough to inspire.

"I hope you can complete the handover work within three days and don't let me down. I think your plan is very feasible and you should continue to implement it without leaving any effort!"

Zheng Lin's face was so excited that his face flushed and he nodded vigorously.

Shi Jia cleared his throat.

"Everyone present is a crucial member of Yuncheng Network. Now, I have a question to ask you."

He raised a finger and continued, "Where do you think greatness comes from? Greatness is a blessing given by God? Not. Greatness is an innate temperament? Not so what is greatness?"

Everyone was confused, and they couldn't answer Shi Jia's questions one after another.

Silent.

Shi Jia chuckled softly, his lips raised, but his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

He suddenly waved his fists out of thin air. At first he still spoke calmly, but then he was as excited as the waves, his voice getting higher and higher, until the chest broke out and echoed in the office area with a deafening cry!

"Great, it was born from fire, it was born from hardship, it bloomed in the most thrilling. It was definitely not a whisper, nor was it a hissing!"

"So what exactly is it!!!"

"It! It is what we are about to witness! It is what we are destined to achieve! It is what we will praise in the future! Yuncheng Network, right here, is you and me, doing their best to create greatness! Why can't the world witness our willfulness and high spirits! Why can't the name of Yuncheng Network resound throughout the imperial capital, in Tokyo, and in the Silicon Valley of America across the sea!!"

As soon as Shi Jia stopped speaking, he opened his arms and the smile on his face fully exuded the young man's unique self-confidence.

"Let us embrace greatness. This is by no means arrogant and rude, but you, I, are about to embark on a challenging road of opportunity. Opportunities are here, you can't see them but you can feel them. It - it is real."

Shi Jia pointed to the gate and said calmly: "Now I will give you a chance to choose. Should I stay or leave?"

A moment of silence.

Then came the cheers of tsunami!

"Mr. Shi! I've been with you in my life!" The glasses programmer was excited and stood up first, clenched his fist and gritted his teeth and expressed his strength.

"Me too!"

"I choose to stay!"

"No one will leave!"

Fatty Luan was sweating heavily, and actually jumped onto the table, shouting loudly in a strong voice unique to the fat man: "We are all from Yuncheng! We live and die with Yuncheng!"

"right!"

"Saving and dying together!"

Zheng Lin was the one who was most excited. He threw his glasses to the ground and scolded: "Whoever leaves, I will fight him!"

"Fight with them!"

Han Fei stood outside the crowd, staring at Shi Jia who was surrounded by the crowd, then lowered his head, and finally returned to calm from his anger. He couldn't help but sigh: "This Shi Jia finally broke out of his cocoon and became a butterfly. I did not see the wrong person..."
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