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

Chapter 820 Other noodle shop employees, recruiting bosses on the other side
"I don't need an explanation. Just remember this, don't let it happen again."

Mr. Zhang's words were interrupted by the sudden ringing of the landline phone.

He grabbed the receiver impatiently, his tone nonchalant: "Hello? Who is it?"

The next second, his voice suddenly changed, the last syllable trembling: "The other...the other shore?"

the other side!

These two words seem to possess some kind of magic.

The HR manager watched helplessly as his boss seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, unconsciously jumping up from his chair, his back slightly hunched, his face wrinkled into a fawning expression, and his eyes, which usually carried a hint of arrogance, now shone as if they held two hidden stars.

He suddenly remembered that a while ago, his boss was holding the company's qualification documents and repeatedly checking them at his desk. Finally, he asked him to sign up for the event. Could it be that the other side of the river group had passed the preliminary selection?
"Yes, yes, yes! It's our company!" Mr. Zhang's voice suddenly rose, his tone trembling at the end, and he almost pressed the receiver into his flesh. "How dare I call myself Mr. Zhang! What's your surname? Oh, Manager Zhang! We might have been from the same company five hundred years ago! You are the real Mr. Zhang!"
"Is this call because of the event we signed up for before?"

"I admit that the number exceeded the target by more than a dozen; it certainly didn't meet the recruitment standards of the other side." General Manager Zhang bent even lower, his shoulders almost touching the desk.

"But we're game developers! Look at the game ecosystem on the other side, we're a match made in heaven! The compatibility is absolutely perfect. Since we both have the surname Zhang, could you apply for special approval?"

"Mr. Zhang, please let me explain. Rules are rules, but people are flexible."

The HR manager's eyes widened.
Then he heard a voice that he knew all too well coming from the receiver not far away.
"Your company's information has been entered into our group's pool of outstanding enterprises. We will notify you again if a suitable opportunity arises in the future."

The HR manager's heart skipped a beat.

He knew this phrase all too well. Every time an interviewee didn't meet his requirements, he would give a gentle smile and repeat it.

To put it bluntly, it's about giving those who didn't get elected a decent amount of humanitarian care.

The "talent pool of outstanding companies" on the other side is essentially no different from their company's talent pool; one simply stores company information, and the other stores individual resumes.

He had no doubt that his company's information had been put in there—how much trouble could it take to create a folder for archiving? Their company information wouldn't even take up 1MB of space.

"There will be opportunities in the future"? These eight words are simply the most sophisticated lie in the 21st-century workplace.

He still has over a thousand "talent pool resumes" on his computer. Except for the year-end performance review, when he picks a few "lucky ones" to send a polite email to boost their KPIs, those resumes are like old objects relegated to the cold palace, and they don't even get a second glance at the file names.

This is no different from those scumbag girls who save their backup boyfriends as "friends" in their contacts. They only bring them up to chat for a bit when they're really bored during their single period.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Zhang."

Mr. Zhang slumped down the receiver, his knuckles turning white from the force, before slumping back into his chair with a complex expression.

He knew better than anyone that what he had just missed might have been the thickest olive branch the company had ever received.

Rules are rules, but people are flexible. Will it kill you to make an exception?
Why can't we put ourselves in each other's shoes?
Thinking of this, General Manager Zhang said to the HR manager who was standing there in a daze, "Bring me that college graduate's resume. I've approved it."

In the office of Xinshanghe Technology Company, the fluorescent light tubes emitted a slight hum.

"I'll definitely be there on time! Thank you so much!"

Wang Shoude hung up the phone, then opened the email address he had used to register and clicked on the email he had just received.

Seeing the large characters of "Bi'an Group" and the time, location, and required materials displayed inside, Wang Shoude felt very excited.
Chen Mo had indeed not forgotten him.
Sunday, August 23th.

At 10 a.m. sharp, Chen Mo appeared in the conference room.

The Peiqiang interviews will begin tomorrow, and he is listening to the progress report from the preparatory team led by Liu Xinyu.

"As of now, a total of 3827 companies have applied, and after a week of screening, 882 companies have finally met the requirements."

Liu Xinyu pushed up his glasses, his tone tinged with helplessness, "But during the screening, we discovered a lot of irregularities: some companies temporarily hired people to meet staffing quotas and then maliciously laid them off, even forcing regular employees to change their contracts and become outsourced; some companies even changed their business scope overnight, forcibly trying to get into the internet sector..."

However, there's one issue that needs Moss's decision.

"Say!"

"Of these 882 companies, 34 meet the standards but have been listed on the blacklist of professional companies. Do you think we should eliminate them directly?"

"Oh?" Chen Mo raised an eyebrow and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. "Instead of eliminating them, they will be listed as key targets for monitoring."

Seeing that some people were puzzled, he further explained, "Why is this project called 'Strengthening'?"
First, we need to understand what 'strong' means!
Strength does not refer to a company's revenue or size, but rather its business model and philosophy.

Back when Huawei conducted wolf culture training, how many scoundrels who went to learn it only scratched the surface?

They only remembered that wolves need to eat meat, but forgot to feed their subordinates hay. They summoned a herd of cattle and horses to be used as wolves, and replaced them with a new batch when they starved to death.

If all the companies that come are law-abiding businesses, would they need our help?

What we need to help and strengthen are these companies that have previously committed crimes and disregarded the law, yet now aspire to grow bigger and stronger.

Only in this way will our talent development program be meaningful.

"Understood! I'll send offers to these companies after the meeting." Liu Xinyu quickly jotted it down in his notebook.

Chen Mo hummed in agreement, then looked at Xu Peixin, who began to explain the preparations for tomorrow's venue and personnel.

An hour later, the meeting temporarily adjourned. Chen Mo checked his phone, made a call, and said, "Come in!" The meeting room door opened, and an employee from the milk tea shop downstairs walked in carrying two large bags of drinks. "Thanks for everyone working overtime on the weekend, I bought some drinks. Please share them; that mango pomelo sago is mine~"

"Thank you, Moss!"

During the ten-minute break, everyone was still talking about tomorrow's interviews, and they all seemed very excited. After all, they were very experienced in interviewing employees, but interviewing a boss was a first for them.

Chen Mo reviewed the interview process and legal clauses again, repeatedly reminding them not to follow in Pang Donglai's footsteps.

Seeing the test questions Xu Peixin had prepared according to his "reversal of the Heavenly Gang" requirements, he nodded in satisfaction: "Remember, tomorrow don't treat them as bosses, just as ordinary job applicants."

After the meeting in the morning, Chen Mo went to inspect the interview venue in the afternoon.

The three areas correspond to three rounds of assessments, and he will be the final examiner for the last round. Looking at the neatly arranged seats and bottled water provided in the waiting area, he suddenly frowned:

"Are those company bosses coming for job interviews or just to enjoy themselves tomorrow? Peixin, remove all these chairs and set up a waiting area right outside the door."

“But the forecast says the temperature will be quite high tomorrow…” Xu Peixin hesitated.

"That would be even better. It would be a good opportunity for these bosses who spend all day in air-conditioned rooms to get some sunshine and get some calcium."

Do you have any suggestions regarding the setup of the waiting area?

Do you know how the signs are set up at the entrance of Tiantongyuan subway station on Line 5?

"Tiantongyuan?" Xu Peixin was a little confused. He hadn't taken the subway for many years and had no idea what it was like.

A young employee standing nearby heard his boss's words, his eyes lit up, and a clear image flashed through his mind.

"Moss, so you're going to build the fencing like a winding mountain road?"

Chen Mo smiled and pointed at him: "You have a lot of life experience."

The young man scratched his head, his face flushed with embarrassment: "Before coming to the other side, I lived in Tiantongyuan North Second Station for two years. During the morning rush hour, it would take at least 20 minutes to squeeze onto the platform. But how do you know this so well?"

"Me?" Chen Mo smiled at the young man, his eyes filled with reminiscence. "We might have even been neighbors in the same neighborhood before."

These words left not only the young man bewildered.

Even Xu Peixin and Liu Xinyu, who were loyal followers of the emperor, were somewhat bewildered.

As far as he knew, hadn't the boss been living in Huaqing Jiayuan all along?

Did the boss live in Tiantongyuan before?

What kind of international joke is this?

On the same day, flight data from major airports in Beijing baffled airline data departments. Despite it being just an ordinary Sunday, passenger traffic surged unusually, especially in first class and business class, which were almost full.

The passengers, dressed in custom-made suits and carrying briefcases, all wore similar expressions of anxiety and anticipation, as if they were not on a business trip but heading to a fateful feast.

That evening, hotels around the Beyond Science and Technology Park were completely booked.

From star-rated hotels to chain brands, and even boutique guesthouses, all were fully booked.

Everyone knows that the closer you get to this "Dragon Gate Banquet," the better your chances of winning.

Time passed by, and the sleepless nights of these company bosses finally came to April 24, 2017.

At five o'clock in the morning, a strange crack appeared in the eastern sky, and purplish-red rays of light, like molten jewels, flowed down the crack.

On the horizon, a blood-red sunrise was slowly spreading, enveloping the still-sleeping city in a hazy glow.

The waning moon in the west had not yet disappeared, and its clear light intertwined with the glow of the sunset, creating a rare celestial phenomenon of "the sun and moon shining together, and purple clouds coming from the east," as if the heavens were also setting the stage for this grand event.

Located in the northwest corner of Beijing, the Bi'an Science and Technology Park features a twin-tower main building with a sky bridge every ten floors. The high-tech glass curtain wall reflects the morning light, making it look like a towering gate piercing the clouds, bathed in this magical light.

The restaurants in the surrounding hotels were already filled with people in suits and ties.

Some people's hands trembled slightly as they held their coffee cups, some practiced their self-introductions repeatedly in front of their phone screens, and some bumped into familiar faces while picking up their food. At that moment, their eyes met, and they all showed a bit of wariness.

They may have been friends before, but today they are rivals.

Because everyone knows that this week is their chance to rise above their circumstances.

Everyone secretly resolved that no matter how many challenges they faced, they would be at their sharpest.

Around 8 a.m., the area in front of the gate of the Bi'an Science and Technology Park gradually became lively.

Employees wearing name tags walked through the gate in twos and threes and entered the park, their steps light and their voices cheerful.

People have started to gather at the entrance of the side door.
The park staff were already on high alert: security guards, dressed in black uniforms emblazoned with the Beyond logo, stood ramrod straight at their posts, when suddenly an instruction came through their miniature communicators:
"The boss ordered them to wait until the appointed time to let them pass."

(End of this chapter)