Rebirth 2010: I taught Mr. Lei how to make a mobile phone

Chapter 762 Demons and Monsters
Perhaps it was because Alibaba's HR staff had previously been poaching people from outside Baidu's technology park that left Chen Mo with a pleasant impression.

The employees laid off by Microsoft were all top talents in the search field.

What's even more remarkable is that Microsoft's work rhythm and benefits are highly compatible with those on the other side: both have an 8-hour workday and similar annual leave days.

Chen Mo immediately called Xu Peixin to prepare to recruit talent, only to find that the other party had already taken action, and all those hired would first enter Qing Teng Academy for further study.

Chen Mo was quite pleased that his subordinates had thought ahead of him, and he praised them on the spot.

Bi'an's severance pay is strictly implemented in accordance with labor law standards, firstly because Bi'an's turnover rate is far lower than the industry standard.

It's important to know that industries with low turnover rates, such as scientific research, healthcare, and education, which emphasize stability and professional development, typically have employee turnover rates in the range of 5% to 10%.

Traditional enterprises typically have a turnover rate of around 15% to 20%, while industries like the internet, which emphasize balance and the introduction of fresh talent, are high-turnover industries with an annual employee turnover rate of 20% to 30%.

On the other side? Only 3.23%, and the vast majority of those who voluntarily left their jobs chose to start their own businesses.

For a large corporation with tens of thousands of employees, this figure is outrageous.

But one company had an even more alarming turnover rate of less than 2%.

That's Pang Donglai!
After returning to China, Chen Mo was constantly overwhelmed with other commitments.

The strategic transformation of the Beyond Group, the battle for Lu Qi's leadership, and the business cooperation with Baidu occupied a lot of his time.

Moreover, he found that since becoming the richest man in China, he has been attending and speaking at industry forums and summits one after another, which has squeezed out all his remaining time.

It was only then that he suddenly realized that Pang Donglai had been open for more than two months since July 1st, and he hadn't heard about Pang Donglai's business in Beijing for a long time.

In Chen Mo's vision, this retail supermarket, which embodies the commercial ideal of serving the people, should use its fresh seasonal fruits and vegetables, high-quality products, and customer service to start a retail revolution in the capital city.

He recalled that when Bi'an opened Pang Donglai, it launched a massive media campaign, and the good reputation that the Pang Donglai store in Bi'an Science and Technology Park had built up caused a sensation at the time.

But when he opened the search bar, the news that popped up made his brows furrow.

Fire Hazards? DL Zhongguancun Store Undergoes Surprise Inspection

DL reaps huge profits from jade at low cost, selling it for tens of thousands with a cost of only a few hundred.

Foreign retail brands struggle to adapt to local conditions; DL faces operational difficulties.

Consumers claim they bought counterfeit goods from DL and are finding it difficult to seek redress.

DL's practice of kneeling service has been criticized as exploiting employees' dignity.

Since Pang Donglai is only well-known in the vicinity of the Bi'an Science and Technology Park outside of Henan, it doesn't have a high online popularity unless you pay special attention.

The online comment section was rife with undercurrents, and Chen Mo could immediately tell that some of the sarcastic and deliberately provocative remarks harbored malicious intentions.

It seems that Yu Donglai is probably having a tough time lately.

Chen Mo immediately dialed Yu Donglai's number: "Brother Donglai, how have you been lately?"

A few minutes later.

"Yeah, just asking. I'm hanging up now!"

Chen Mo's face darkened as he hung up the phone; Pang Donglai had indeed run into trouble.

Although Yu Donglai kept saying "it's nothing" on the phone, Chen Mo keenly noticed the unusual emotions in his words.

In its previous life, Pang Donglai was confined to one region due to various restrictions, yet countless consumers were still willing to drive hundreds of kilometers to visit it, even giving rise to "scalpers" who specialized in purchasing on behalf of customers.

Why?

The reason is that those so-called large supermarkets have long since eroded consumers' trust through repeated perfunctory practices, price increases, and shortchanging customers.

In this life, Pang Donglai's expansion into the capital was the result of Chen Mo's efforts.

Yu Donglai had reservations and was unwilling to step into this turbulent place. The waters of the Beijing shopping mall circle were too deep and turbulent, and a slight mistake could lead to utter ruin.

But Chen Mo eventually persuaded him because Yu Donglai wanted to bring real benefits to more ordinary people.

Within the Bi'an Science and Technology Park, Pang Donglai remained unscathed. It was their home turf, where they wrote the rules, and no one dared to resort to underhanded tactics.

But now, Pang Donglai has just stepped out of the park and encountered these despicable tactics right here in Huaqing Jiayuan, Chen Mo's birthplace.

Obstructive inspections, online rumors, malicious poaching, and professional extortion...

One thing after another, it's clear they're trying to destroy Pang Donglai.

No one knew the raging anger surging within Chen Mo at that moment.

But he knew that some people should pay the price for their evil deeds.

The next day, Chen Mo, dressed in a mask, sunglasses, and hat, arrived at Pang Donglai's Zhongguancun store with Lao Mo, who was dressed similarly.

Although there were still a few customers wandering among the shelves, it was far from the bustling scene he had imagined.

At the corner of the fresh produce section, they spotted Yu Donglai talking quietly with the supermarket manager.

Chen Mo strode forward and gently patted the other man's shoulder: "Brother Donglai, is this what you meant by 'alright'?" Yu Donglai was taken aback at first, then recognized the young man dressed like a bank robber from his voice.

He gave a tired smile: "It's much better now than last week. It's not convenient to talk here, let's go upstairs to the manager's office to talk. Xiao Zhang, you come too."

The three then went to the manager's office on the second floor. When Chen Mo removed his disguise, the manager, surnamed Zhang, was quite excited to see Chen Mo's true face. He never expected to meet the richest man in such a setting.
Chen Mo didn't mince words and went straight to the point, "Those news articles online are a mix of truth and falsehood. I want to know what's really going on at Pang Donglai lately?"

"Mr. Yu, shall I speak?" The store manager, surnamed Zhang, volunteered. After seeing Yu Donglai gesture, he began to indignantly recount the injustices that Pang Donglai had recently suffered.
In its early days, it did indeed continue the success of the Henan flagship store.

The transparently priced goods, excellent product quality, and thoughtful, detailed service quickly won the favor of residents in the surrounding communities.

Every morning before the doors even open, the line of people waiting stretches for nearly a hundred meters from the main entrance.

Unfortunately, the good times are not long.

About a month later, a series of strange things began to happen.

First, they received a series of surprise inspections from fire, health and tax authorities. Although they passed each inspection smoothly, the repeated closures and inspections severely affected their normal business operations.

Then rumors began to circulate that "a major fire had occurred at Pang Donglai, killing many people," which frightened many elderly customers into not daring to visit the store.

Even more troublesome is the poaching by competitors. Three large supermarkets in the surrounding area offered double salaries, specifically targeting key employees in Pang Donglai's fresh food purchasing and customer service departments.

Suddenly, a large number of photoshopped fake photos appeared online: rotten imported fruit, a "sky-high price watermelon" priced at 888 yuan, and even professional scammers pretending to have food poisoning in the food section.

The most absurd thing is that a knock-off supermarket with the same name, "Fat Winter Comes," suddenly appeared in Beijing. It deliberately imitated everything from the decoration style to the employee uniforms, but sold only inferior products.
Ordinary people don't care about such convoluted stories; word spreads like wildfire, and Pang Donglai's reputation plummeted like a kite with a broken string.
After Manager Zhang finished speaking, his chest heaved violently, clearly still harboring resentment.

"Actually, all of this is fine," Yu Donglai said, his tone as calm as if he were chatting casually.
"We will fully cooperate with the fire inspection. Anyway, we have nothing to fear if we are upright."

Those employees who switched jobs all returned after less than two weeks at their new employer, because they couldn't handle the performance reviews and workload there.

He picked up his thermos, took a sip of tea, and continued, "As for the supply chain being disrupted, we were prepared. 60% of Pang Donglai's products are self-operated brands, so they can't cut off the supply even if they wanted to."

These tactics used in Beijing are things we've already done back in my hometown in Henan. As for the counterfeit shops, their legal teams are already initiating infringement lawsuits.

Yu Donglai spread his hands, a signature honest smile on his face. "So you see, it's actually pretty good. We haven't reached the end of our rope. I'm already very satisfied that we can maintain this level of customer traffic every day."

Chen Mo rested his chin on one hand, his eyes narrowed into slits: "Have you found out who's behind this?"

"Who else could it be?" Yu Donglai chuckled and pointed out the window. "It's probably one of the surrounding businesses. Does it really matter who it is?"

"Important, fucking important!" Chen Mo tapped the table with his finger, suddenly raising his voice and startling the store manager next to him.

"Brother Donglai, do you know what your biggest flaw is?"

The store manager secretly swallowed. What flaws could Brother Yu, such a good person, possibly have?
"You're just too kind-hearted; you always think too highly of people and things," Chen Mo said slowly.

"Isn't this good?" Yu Donglai said cheerfully. "Do your duty well, and you have nothing to fear. I believe justice resides in the hearts of the people, and the eyes of the common people are discerning."

"That makes sense," Chen Mo said, rubbing his temples. "But in this world, kindness is often taken advantage of."

"If you bully them too much, won't you get overturned?" Yu Donglai blinked, like a wise old man who had seen through the ways of the world.

"Since you have the ability, why make honest people suffer?"

Chen Mo suddenly stopped talking.

He saw profound wisdom in Yu Donglai's clear eyes, wisdom that appeared as foolishness.

This seemingly simple and honest man has experienced far more storms than he imagined; it turns out he knows everything.

Even so, he still chose to treat the world with kindness.

—This is a person with a terrifyingly strong inner strength.

Chen Mo admired Yu Donglai's character.

He may not be able to reach that level, but that doesn't stop him from trying to handle the matter in his own way.

"Okay, I understand." Chen Mo stood up, his tone more relaxed. "You can focus on running Pang Donglai; the rest..."

He paused slightly, then said, "Leave it to me."

Originally, Chen Mo had planned to have dinner with Yu Donglai, but now he had lost the mood for it. All he could think about was how to "get to work".

Yu Donglai sensed something was wrong and grabbed his arm: "Xiao Mo, don't do anything rash! It's really not that serious!"

"Don't worry about it," Chen Mo said with a smile, gently prying his hands away. "I'm a law-abiding, patriotic, and conscientious businessman!"

He even patted Yu Donglai's hand, saying, "Don't worry, he's not dead, he's gone~"

Turning around, Chen Mo's gentle smile vanished instantly, replaced by a cold gaze.

Watching the figure, bundled up tightly, disappear into the elevator, Yu Donglai felt a sudden pang in his heart.

"You saying that makes me even more worried."
Although they hadn't interacted much in the past, he knew this younger brother well.

The more harmless Chen Mo's smile appears, the more dangerous he is!

(End of this chapter)