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

Chapter 897 Trash Boss, Get Out!
"Next!"

Hearing the shouts from inside, Chen Mo, who had been watching the whole thing unfold, pursed his lips and his eyes flashed with coldness.

Those familiar phrases he had just heard brought back memories he thought he had forgotten.

If it weren't for the absence of those red banners on the walls, the familiar atmosphere and rhythm of the company would have given him a feeling of returning to Shanghe.

In his view, today's Good Doctor Hospital is simply an Ultra version of the Shanghe Hospital of yesteryear.

If Chen Mo doesn't move, no one dares to move.

"Are you deaf? How many times have I shouted—" An old woman appeared at the door, cursing and swearing. She was about to get angry when she suddenly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere outside.

Immediately afterwards, she was met with a gaze devoid of warmth.

The moment she saw who it was, her confidence vanished, and she hastily forced out an almost fawning smile:
"Mr. Chen... Mr. Chen, what brings you here so suddenly? You didn't even tell me beforehand..."

"If we had given advance notice, how could we have seen such a wonderful show? Don't you think so?"

Chen Mo tilted his head and said, slowly and deliberately, "Old?" "Big~?"

When it comes to workplace titles, there are quite a few nuances to consider; you need to adapt to local customs and tailor your approach accordingly.

When working in a foreign company, you can usually just call someone by their English name; it's simple and convenient.

In China, especially in traditional industries, people are usually addressed by their job title, with their surname added before it to distinguish them. When no one else is present, the word "deputy" is usually dropped.

In emerging internet industries, like Alibaba, people are addressed by nicknames, while on the other side, people are generally addressed by their given names, at most with their job title.

In the entertainment industry, the term "teacher" has become popular at some point, but some people, without knowing what they actually teach or what they know, have brazenly become "teachers."

The title "boss" is particularly intriguing, as it carries the connotation of a subordinate's submission and obedience to a superior, and subtly implies a sense of kinship.

"No, no, Mr. Chen, please come in. We have been so unwelcoming..." Hu Shaoyu said with a smile, bowing as if to invite him in.

Chen Mo remained with his legs crossed, showing no intention of getting up.
"I've never received such 'treatment' even on the other side of the strait. President Hu is truly adept at managing his subordinates. I just wonder how many people you killed over there?"

"Chop...chop people?"

"Otherwise, why would you call him 'boss'?"

"President Chen, you're exaggerating. It's just the staff making noise for fun. Don't take it seriously..." Hu Shaoyu waved his hands repeatedly.

"Hu Shaoyu, you've been with the company for a while now."
I had high hopes for your professional abilities, after all, you have been working in the medical field for more than ten years, which is not easy.

But now, I have serious doubts about your leadership – you yell and scream at the slightest difficulty and get easily agitated by the smallest challenge.

Do you really have the ability to lead the technical team to support the company's development?

To be honest, your performance disappointed me.

Chen Mo's voice wasn't loud, but it sounded as chilling to Hu Shaoyu as the cold wind outside the window.

Clearly, Hu Shaoyu sensed that the other party was up to no good. He stopped pretending to be polite, slowly straightened his back, and the smile on his face vanished, replaced by a hint of sarcasm.
"I think you don't need to worry about how I manage the company, Mr. Chen."

Although Good Doctor and Beyond are cooperating, I've already given you a lot of face.

Do you really think you can control doctors just by having some resources?
Stop being so naive, wake up!
"You surely know how many of these companies on the other side, which are being groomed for new leadership, are merely playing house with you, the 'emperor'?"

"Ugh"

A sigh escaped Chen Mo's lips. He slightly raised his head, looking at the elderly woman before him, whose temples were already streaked with gray:
"Alright, considering you've worked hard even if you haven't made any great contributions, you can step down for now and gain some experience in a regular operations position. Maybe before you retire, you'll have a chance to become a supervisor and play a 'warm-up' role."

Hu Shaoyu's smile vanished. What a joke! Making her work as a regular operations manager at Good Doctor was even harder to accept than being fired outright.

The company's absolute top executive has been demoted to a regular employee. What do the operations manager, the technical manager, and the product manager think about this?
These subordinates must exploit her just as she exploited them in the past, right?

However, Hu Shaoyu quickly calmed down, crossed his arms, and sneered:
“I admit that the other side is a large and powerful company, which our Good Doctor can’t compare to. At worst, we can terminate the cooperation, but if you want me to be demoted to an operations position, you have to hold a board meeting and pass the resolution first.”

I think even if Chairman Chen has connections everywhere, he probably doesn't have that authority, right?

"Oh? Is that so?" Chen Mo raised an eyebrow, took out his phone from his pocket, and dialed a number.

"Hey, you guys invested in a Series D round for a company called Good Doctor last year. Didn't you know? Have someone check it out."

Upon hearing this conversation, Hu Shaoyu, who had been so confident, felt a sudden unease creeping over him.

"Yes, right? Is there a problem transferring it to the other side? Okay, I'll have someone contact you to coordinate."
No problem, I'll treat you to a meal next time.

After hanging up that call, Chen Mo dialed another number: "Hello? I saw you received investment in the angel round of Good Doctor. Never mind that, transfer it to Bi'an first, I'll have someone contact you."

After making the two calls, Chen Mo gave a look that he didn't need to say anything more, and Li Duanfa immediately went to the side to make a call to follow up on the follow-up matters.

Chen Mo stood up, slowly rising to his feet, looking down at the elderly woman who was only a little over 1.5 meters tall:
"HaoDf's angel round was invested by Lei Jun, and its Series D round was entirely invested by Tencent."

With these two major shareholders withdrawing, and the other side taking over, I think they will all give me, Chen Mo, some face.

Now that I'm connected with Haodaifu (a Chinese online medical platform), tell me, who's going to be the 'boss' of Haodaifu next?

"This is not scientific, this does not follow the procedure." The old lady seemed to have lost all her energy and spirit, muttering to herself absentmindedly.

"The technician who just went in also said it didn't follow the procedures, and then what?" Chen Mo's eyes were full of mockery. "Since it's a game of using power to bully others, if you can play it, why can't I?"

“Yes, as long as Wang Hang and I, the two founders, disagree, no one can kick me out of Good Doctor.” Hu Shaoyu was like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

Chen Mo sneered, "Wang Hang? He should be in that conference room over there."

"Why don't you try calling his name and see if he dares to answer you?"

"Wang Hang!" "Wang Hang, come out here!" "I know you're in there."

However, the only response she got was silence.

The worst-case scenario gradually came true. Hu Shaoyu was furious and wanted to rush over and grab the person. If she had a folding knife in her hand, she would have loved to stab that "traitorous disciple" immediately.

But just as she was about to act, a burly bodyguard next to Chen Mo pinned her to the ground and screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "Let me go!"

Chen Mo couldn't stand the high-decibel noise and picked at his ears.

"Let her go."

Hu Shaoyu slumped to the ground, no longer arguing or making a sound, his expression already somewhat flustered. "President Chen, the entire Good Doctor APP was created by me. No one is more proficient in Good Doctor's business than me. Good Doctor can't have been without me for more than ten years!"

“No good doctor is irreplaceable,” Chen Mo said, his words cold to the point of cruelty.
"Haven't you ever considered that the reason why Good Doctor has developed so slowly over the past ten years might be because of you?"

Upon hearing these familiar words, Hu Shaoyu suddenly looked up—a man in his fifties, yet at this moment, a surge of immense grievance welled up within him.

Chen Mo was using all of her words.
(End of this chapter)