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

Chapter 898 Anti-Capitalist!
"You...you can't do this!" Hu Shaoyu's voice trembled, almost pleading.
“I worked diligently at Good Doctor for ten years without ever slacking off. I worked at least twelve hours a day, putting my personal life aside, just to set an example and encourage my employees to work hard. What’s wrong with that?”

"Wrong?" Chen Mo sneered, his tone sharp as a knife. "Did you pay overtime? Don't try to embezzle your employees' housing provident fund. You fawn over doctors like dogs, but treat your employees like wolves."

The development program has given you an opportunity. If you could apply half the attitude you have to doctors to your employees, I wouldn't be standing here today.

As for the 'effort' and 'struggle' you mentioned—if you were willing to spend millions in annual salary and bonuses on other employees, I think they would only work harder and love this job more than you do.”

The argument, Hu Shaoyu's scream, and the brief conflict had already attracted the attention of the surrounding employees.

At some point, an employee got up from his workstation and silently walked to stand behind Chen Mo. It was Chen Jian, the technical supervisor who had just entered Hu Shaoyu's office.

Immediately afterwards, two people, ten people, and dozens of people gradually gathered around, but not a single person stood up to speak for the company boss.

They no longer wanted to remain silent.
Seeing this, Chen Mo smiled with satisfaction and suddenly shouted to the crowd, "Don't you all agree?"

"Yes!" Dozens of responses rang out together, echoing like thunder throughout the office area.

He turned around and looked down at the woman on the ground: "Just a friendly reminder—if you don't want to do operations, you can start packing your belongings now."

"It's not fair! You can't do this, it's so unfair!" Hu Shaoyu collapsed to the ground, utterly dejected, his voice filled with despair.

"It's unfair to you, but it's perfectly fair to them," Chen Mo asked, turning to the people behind him. "Do you think it's fair of me to handle this this way?"

The sound echoed throughout the entire office space, and the Good Doctor employees, who had long suffered under the "Empress Dowager's" influence, instantly erupted in enthusiastic response:

"fair!"

"That's fucking fair!"

"Clap clap." Someone started clapping, and the applause spread rapidly like ripples, growing louder and louder. This was the voice of the employees who had been suppressing their feelings for a long time.

Feeling the fervent emotions around him, Chen Mo suddenly understood why male audience members were later prevented from watching stand-up comedy—this kind of collective emotional resonance was enough to ignite the entire world.

A dozen minutes later, Chen Mo pushed open the door to Wang Hang's office and walked straight in.

Seeing this, Wang Hang knew he could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb, so he quickly stood up and stepped forward: "President Chen."

Chen Mo didn't have time to beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "I know you reported it. This 'borrowing a knife to kill' tactic was quite effective. Hu Shaoyu will leave Good Doctor. Now it's up to you to see how you perform."

Wang Hang's heart skipped a beat. He glanced at Chen Mo and immediately lowered his head, as if all his thoughts were laid bare before the other man.

He was about to explain when the other party interrupted him directly, "No need for empty words, I only care about results. Remember, this 'knife' of mine can kill her, and it can kill you too."

"Sometimes, it's easy to pretend to be a gentleman for a while, but it's hard to pretend for a lifetime."

But if one can truly maintain this facade for a lifetime, then one is a true gentleman.

Don't let me down.

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he patted the other person on the shoulder and turned to leave.

As he reached the door, he paused again: "That technician named Chen Jian is quite good; he deserves special training."

"Understood!" Wang Hang replied immediately.

That evening, Chen Mo summoned Chen Tong and issued an "Internet blacklist" against Hu Shaoyu—in other words, any company that was well-known in the internet industry and dared to hire Hu Shaoyu would be considered an enemy of Chen Mo and Bi'an.

The following day, Good Doctor held an emergency board meeting and officially removed Hu Shaoyu from the board; the only remaining issue was whether the process would take effect.

This news quickly spread among other companies that were being strengthened as a "key case," effectively serving as a warning to others.

A company leader who had controlled the business for over a decade was ousted in an instant, a swift and decisive move that instilled extreme awe in the small business owners. Those companies that had initially contemplated reverting to their old ways immediately backed down, many fearing they would become the next Hu Shaoyu.

Upon hearing this, Wang Shoude, general manager of Xinshanghe Technology, felt extremely pleased.

He thought to himself: It's fine if I don't participate in the training program, but if I do participate and still play these tricks under Chen Mo's nose, I'm just asking for trouble.

Despite having business development opportunities, company prospects, and employee benefits right in front of them, they don't know how to cherish them and insist on going back to the old ways—that's not the old way, it's a dead end!

This Hu Shaoyu truly deserves his fate; he's hopelessly stupid.

As Chen Mo's former boss, Wang Shoude had been observing this young man who once dared to slap him.

He finally began to understand Chen Mo's intentions. For these small and medium-sized business owners, weren't they also Chen Mo's 'employees'?

If these 'employees' treat their subordinates badly, it's like a boomerang that will eventually fall back on their own heads, and they will suffer the consequences.

Aren't I and Hu Shaoyu living examples?

In just a few years, Chen Mo has become one of the leading capitalists in China.

Moreover, these are capitalists who stand with ordinary workers.

This is something that defies common sense, but it just happened.

But no one in history has ever done this before, and there are no similar cases recorded in history books.

In his view, it was like a hero fighting a dragon, about to exhaust himself, then summoning the Dragon King to continue the battle.
But what does this mean?
Anti-capitalist?
Wang Shoude muttered to himself, "How did such a prodigy emerge from the Chinese business world!"
When the "Chen Mo blacklist" spread throughout the internet industry, anyone with a modicum of sense knew that offending a leading internet company for the sake of a senior executive was unwise.

Even Lao Ma, after hearing about it, briefly considered whether to accept this person to annoy the other party, but in the end he could only give up—it would be a loss for him.

Since this is a critical period for Ant Group's pre-IPO, the best strategy is to seek victory through stability. There is no need to provoke that "mad dog" over this matter and create unnecessary trouble.

A week later.

"Mr. Hu, while your abilities, experience, and past record are indeed outstanding, your past management philosophy does not align with our company's values. Please forgive us."

This was the seventh company she had interviewed with after leaving Alibaba. The initial communications had all gone smoothly, but each time the interviews ended without a response.

This time, however, the other party rejected her on the grounds that her management style did not align with the company's values.
"Isn't Alibaba's core value 'customer first, teamwork, embracing change, integrity, passion, and dedication'?"

Hu Shaoyu boasted that his past work style perfectly met the standards, asking, "What kind of executives with what values ​​do they actually want?"

She felt as if she were cursed, constantly encountering setbacks in China's internet industry.

Is this world even allowed to live?
Just then, my phone rang. It was a video call from my daughter, who was studying in the United States.

"You want more money? I just transferred $10 to you three months ago. What? You're stuck with this?"

"I'll give you another 10 yuan as a final payment. Don't ask for anything more this year."

"You should be careful with your money over there. It's not easy for Mom to earn money these days."

"Not coming back for Chinese New Year this year? Okay, then please be careful over there and don't leave the school grounds."
Mua, bye-bye!

After hanging up the phone, Hu Shaoyu suddenly had a question: In the past two years, his daughter's $10 would last her at least six months when she was in school, but this time it was all spent in just over two months, which was obviously abnormal.

And she suddenly started calling herself "Mommy"—something she had never called before.

In addition, the video was dimly lit, completely unlike the bright and sunny scenes she had in mind when she saw America.
She remembered a bad rumor, could it be that...
(End of this chapter)