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

Chapter 824 The Ultimate Test: The Dark Room
If he were still called Wang Defa in the past, he would definitely choose to live. After all, it's better to die for your fellow Daoists than for yourself, and employees are not as important as the company.

Now, his perspective has completely changed. He suddenly understands the trap in the question: the real choice between commercial interests and labor law compliance. It's not about choosing A or B, but about whether you dare to pay the price for the "right thing".

Therefore, the answer is obvious.
Wang Shoude took a deep breath, his fingertips landing on the keyboard, making a crisp tapping sound: "If I were the boss, I would choose to survive by complying with regulations."

If cash flow is affected, you can try to raise funds, cut management salaries, or sell non-core assets, but you can't use employees' hard-earned money to fill the hole.

The law is not a loophole to be exploited; it is a safety net to provide a solid foundation.

The sound of keyboards clicking echoed in the setting sun, like a debate without gunpowder.

Everyone wrote their own interpretation of "survival" on the exam paper: some were calculating the pros and cons, some were reciting dogma, and some were gambling with their true feelings.
On another monitor screen, Chen Mo looked at the answer screens of Jia Yueting and Wang Shoude. "This is getting interesting."

That evening at 8 p.m., the hotels around the Bi'an Science and Technology Park became a breeding ground for emotions.

The bosses clutched their phones, the light from the screens reflecting on their faces—half flushed with ecstasy, the other half ashen with despair.

"We regret to inform you that your company did not pass the interview, but don't be discouraged! Your company has been added to the company database on the other side, and we look forward to future cooperation opportunities..."

The cold, impersonal words felt like a death sentence, causing many to slam their phones onto their bedsheets.

Meanwhile, another group of people were raising their glasses in celebration upon seeing the notice that read, "Congratulations on passing the first round of assessment. Please meet at the entrance of the Bi'an Science and Technology Park at 10:00 AM tomorrow."

The data center of the Beyond Group.

"1024 companies were screened online, 996 companies underwent the first round of offline assessments, 734 companies were left after the regular interviews, and 486 companies passed the computer-based test."

Fan Dian stared at the numbers on the screen and breathed a sigh of relief. The elimination rate exceeded 50% in just one day, which was exactly the target of eliminating 512 companies.

Looking at Liu Xinyu beside him, he smiled and said,

"These 486 companies will be yours tomorrow."

"Yes, leave it to me. I guarantee it will leave a lasting impression on them."

The following morning, the usual long queues were gone from the entrance of the Bi'an Science and Technology Park.

The business owners had figured out a pattern: they would leisurely leave the hotel at 9:30, arriving 10 minutes before the meeting time. This time, they didn't have to wait long before the doors slowly opened.

The group interview that followed was truly nerve-wracking. Everyone was divided into five rounds, each round revolving around a specific scenario that gave rise to two opposing viewpoints, and the side that chose the wrong side was immediately eliminated.

After a day of intense competition, only 249 member companies remained after the second round.

As for why it wasn't a 50/50 split? It's because a few stubborn individuals questioned the fairness of the rules and were directly eliminated.

This scene left many people speechless; the brutal selection process on the other side was clearly driven by capital.

After two days of intense interviews, the surviving bosses, though still shaken, gradually figured out the other side's temperament, their eyes showing more caution and less of their initial arrogance.

That evening, a notification popped up on their phones, surprising everyone: "Those selected for the final round can take a day off to handle company affairs. The final round of assessments will begin at 10 a.m. the day after tomorrow and will last for 1-3 days."

Why is there a time interval for the final round of assessments?
This notice, while piquing the curiosity of many contestants, also cast a shadow over their hearts.

On Thursday, April 27th, the final round of selections for the Enhancement Program took place.

Ten o'clock in the morning sharp.

The bosses of 249 companies arrived on time, along with their accompanying "think tank" assistants, making up a large crowd of nearly 500 people.

Passing by the venues of the previous two interviews, the original railings and simple buildings were nowhere to be seen, and they were led to the former computer test hall.

The curtains were drawn, blocking out the outside light; only the ceiling light emitted a cold, white glow.

With a loud bang, the door slammed shut behind us.

The light suddenly dimmed, and even though the hundreds of people in the room were founders, bosses, and managers of various companies, the dim lighting still caused some commotion.

At that moment, a clear, cold voice came from all around.

“In the past, as bosses, you liked to set rules, exploit others with ‘efficiency,’ and measure an employee’s value with ‘KPIs.’”

As the words were spoken, the giant screen in front of everyone suddenly lit up.

Familiar scenes flashed across the screen:
"Work overtime this weekend to finish the proposal; the client needs it by Monday and wants a response."

"Don't leave after get off work, there's a meeting in half an hour."

"Although your department worked very hard, you didn't meet the initial KPIs, so don't expect a year-end bonus. Keep trying next year."

"Make that employee sign a PIP, set unachievable goals, and make them wisely resign instead of quitting? You can't just take a pay cut, you have plenty of ways to annoy them!"

"Everyone is working hard, why are you the only one who leaves on time? If you don't endure hardship when you're young, when will you? When you're old?"

The video is a montage of clips showing real-life scenes from the company.

The short film is actually very short, not long at all.

But it was like a mirror, making everyone present feel ashamed.

They have all said these things, more or less;
They had all done these things to varying degrees. Anxiety, like a vine, quietly crept into everyone's heart.

"And today, the other shore is giving you a chance to reach the shore." The voice suddenly turned deep.
"Forget about being the boss, and approach this as an employee to complete a task that 'must be done'."

A group of business elites appeared on the screen, moving forward in a triangular formation.

The man at the front of the group was dressed in a T-shirt, jeans, and blue and white sneakers, standing out among the group of people in suits and ties. Yet he exuded an indescribable air of ease, giving the impression that this was how he was supposed to be.

As staff on both sides opened the main doors, the doors below the screen opened simultaneously.

Chen Mo led the way in, followed by Fan Dian, Xu Peixin, Liu Xinyu, and other senior executives from the other side. The aura of the dozen or so people was like a dark cloud pressing down, instantly overshadowing the formation of hundreds of people.

He took the microphone and scanned the entire room: "Welcome to the final battlefield of the Enhancement Project. I am the chief examiner for this round—Chen Mo."

The shadow of the tree stands tall, and applause rises sparsely, not enthusiastically, but with a hint of reverence.

Regardless of one's personal opinion, no one can deny that Chen Mo is an absolute bigwig in China's current internet industry.

"The short video just now probably made you realize that this round of assessment is called 'The Dark Room'."

In a moment, everyone will receive a task list according to their industry and complete it via computer.

The 100 companies that ultimately remain will become the recipients of assistance from the other side.

"Is there a time limit?" someone asked loudly.

Xu Peixin immediately stepped forward to answer:
"There is no time limit in this round. If you can't hold on, you can quit at any time. Of course, quitting also means elimination."
Of course, we still provide basic amenities. The restaurant and restrooms are nearby. In addition, we offer a variety of sports drinks and coffee from various brands free of charge. Apart from not being able to take a break, we can meet everyone's needs in every other way.

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Many people present felt the cruelty of this challenge. Even before it began, some people were already wearing masks of pain as they imagined the scenarios they might encounter next.

If they were employees of their own companies, these bosses would be confident that they would be the ultimate winners, but if it were them, they would be very apprehensive.

I haven't worked overtime in years, let alone all night, especially not under such saturated working conditions.
Before the battle even began, there were already deserters.

"I abstain!" a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow, took the microphone and said, "Oh? Looks like there are still some smart people. No problem, if you don't do it, there are plenty of others who will. Anyone else want to abstain? We can all bring them up together."

"Abstain!" "I abstain too!"

Within a few dozen seconds, more than a dozen people walked out of the crowd.

"Who else? I'll ask one last time. Who else? Ten seconds left. 101!"

Countdown complete.

Chen Mo glanced at his phone and announced loudly, "Congratulations to the remaining 236 companies. You will compete for the final 50 billion yuan in aid funds and also have the opportunity to receive targeted support from the Bi'an Reform Team."

At that moment, countless eyes reflected the enormous number 50 billion displayed on the big screen.

The crowd erupted in excitement, everyone's eyes burning with anticipation. Although the exact distribution of the 5000 billion wasn't specified, it was assumed to be an equal share, meaning each company would receive a 50 million allocation. This was far more reliable than any other financing, especially with the added backing of [the company name - likely a financial institution].
This is the gateway that small and medium-sized enterprises have been dreaming of!

"It's just work, right? Let's do it!" someone shouted, immediately drawing a chorus of agreement.

The atmosphere among the crowd began to heat up, while not far away, the bosses who had abstained looked ashen-faced, more miserable than if they had eaten shit; they were practically kicking themselves.
"Damn, if they had just said there was 50 billion, who would have backed out!" someone couldn't help but mutter under their breath.

“Chairman Chen, I suddenly don’t want to abstain anymore. You’re so kind…” A middle-aged man squeezed forward, his face plastered with a fawning smile.

Chen Mo smiled slightly at him and raised his hand to indicate, "Open the door and see the guest out."

Several men in black immediately stepped forward and "friendly"ly "invited" the person out.

In the crowd, Wang Shoude looked at Chen Mo, who was ten meters away. The young man in his memory had lost his sharpness, and the years had settled into a calm and dignified presence, with an aura that was intimidating.

Wearing a mask, Jia Yueting clenched his fists. He had finally met Chen Mo. If he could get through this, he would have a chance to communicate with him during the signing ceremony.

Opportunity always favors the prepared, and this time, his indirect approach to achieving his goal reveals his true intentions.

As a self-made entrepreneur, what's the big deal about work? He's never been afraid of anyone.

Wang Hang and Hu Shaoyu exchanged a glance, their eyes burning with passion.

Good Doctor recently received funding from Tencent, so they're not in a rush for money; they're more interested in the prestigious brand they have on the other side.

As long as it gains a patina on the other side, Good Doctor will definitely become the absolute leader in internet healthcare.

By then, companies like WeDoctor and SpringRain will be nothing compared to them.
"Then come on."

Pairs of eyes gleamed in the shadows, their fighting spirit spreading like wildfire.

Some people clenched their fists until their knuckles turned white; some tensed their jaws and clenched their teeth; and some pounded their chests, as if encouraging themselves.

The air in the hall seemed to grow heavier.

A protracted war without gunfire is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)