The richest man: I really don’t want to make money.

To quickly increase the bonus, the only option is to increase the number of jobs, which in turn increases the cost of funds.

Ultimately, this leads to lower profits, which is why Lao Yang would rather work overtime than increase the number of employees.

Even if overtime is paid, it's still less than the cost of creating new work positions.

All of this has been achieved very well by Tomorrow Group.

Speaking of this, Chang Zishan couldn't help but glance at Chen Mo sitting to the side.

She greatly admired Chen Mo; Tomorrow Group now had a million employees.

If we operate according to the methods of other companies, then it won't be as rigorous as other companies.

The solution is simply to increase overtime work, provide appropriate overtime pay, and thereby reduce the number of job positions.

If we lower the welfare standards slightly, we can save at least 50 billion yuan per month.

In one year, 600 billion yuan was invested.

This is just her conservative calculation; if we were to be even more stringent, hundreds of billions could be saved.

But Chen Mo didn't do that. If it were someone with weak willpower, they would have been blinded by so much money and become like other companies.

However, Chen Mo persisted in this way for more than three years and never mentioned lowering employee welfare standards.

Moreover, looking at Tomorrow Group's development strategy, she always felt that President Chen had a grudge against money. Every time a profitable sum of money came in, he would invest in a project and spend the money.

"Mr. Chang is right, that's how things are right now."

"I'm afraid your company is the only one without an overtime policy, Xiao Chen."

Mr. Yuan spoke up from the side.

"Let's not talk about these things, let's not talk about these things."

Chen Mo waved his hand, noticing that their discussion had gone off-topic.

"Let's postpone the technology handover until tomorrow."

"Okay, then tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Feng nodded, and then began to discuss the specific time with Chang Zishan.

After the time was set, Old Feng asked with some curiosity.

"President Chang, this battery technology is a groundbreaking technology. I wonder how your research department developed it, Chang Zishan."

Old Feng finally couldn't help but ask.

To know,

The researchers at his research institute are all top-notch technical personnel in the country, yet even though they know some of the battery materials, they still have no clue about the battery technology.

So how did Tomorrow New Energy develop it?

Their research institute knows the range of materials needed for batteries, while Tomorrow New Energy probably knows nothing at all before they even begin.

So what kind of opportunity led them to develop this battery technology?

He really couldn't figure it out.

Upon hearing Elder Feng's words, Chang Zishan smiled and spoke up.

"Professor Feng, the development of this battery technology is not the achievement of our research institute, but the achievement of General Manager Chen."

"Our ability to develop new energy batteries is largely thanks to Mr. Chen's power bank, which was made using Tomorrow New Energy's technology."

Chang Zishan slowly began to speak, “Without President Chen’s battery, even if the new energy research department of Mingri could develop new energy batteries, they would only be using the battery technology of those batteries on the market, at most making some innovations to increase the range.”

However, it will definitely not reach the level of tomorrow's new energy batteries.

"Mr. Chen, is this the battery you provided?"

Old Feng's gaze fell directly on Chen Mo, his eyes filled with intense curiosity.

Yuan Lao, who was standing to the side, also looked at Chen Mo with curiosity. He did not expect that this groundbreaking battery technology was actually brought out by Chen Mo.

He had always believed that it was developed by Tomorrow New Energy's research department.

Chen Mo was speechless upon hearing Chang Zishan's words.

If he had known that the power bank had such a long battery life, he would never have taken it out.

Otherwise, these things wouldn't have happened there.

"Mr. Feng, I did provide this battery, but I didn't develop it."

Chen Mo offered a helpless explanation in his heart.

"Who developed that? Their academic achievements must be very high. I wonder if Mr. Chen could introduce me to them?"

Professor Feng quickly spoke up, already considering which academic giant he was referring to.

After all, to be able to develop such battery technology, one must possess considerable academic expertise, and someone with such expertise must be a well-known figure.

"Mr. Feng, I'm afraid there's no way to save this. The person who gave me the battery has already passed away."

Chen Mo made up a reason on the spot.

Otherwise, he couldn't very well say that the system gave it to him. Compared to the battery, the system is much harder to explain, and the system doesn't allow him to reveal its existence.

He passed away!

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Old Feng was stunned, then looked pained.

It's such a pity that such an academic giant has passed away.

However, in his memory, no academic giants had passed away in the past few years.

"Mr. Chen, I don't know this senior's name or where his grave is. I'd like to pay my respects."

Even though he's gone, the battery technology he left behind is enough to earn his respect.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, but my friend didn't like too many people bothering him, even after he passed away. That was something he specifically told me before he left."

Chen Mo shook his head, thinking to himself.

Where is the cemetery? My brain pulls out the system in my head and then erects a tombstone for it.

The Tomb of the Dog System!

"All right!"

Old Feng felt a little regretful upon hearing this, but since it was that senior's last wish, he decided not to disturb him.

The time it takes to drink two cups of tea.

Chen Mo glanced at the message on his phone, then looked up at Elder Feng and Elder Yuan sitting opposite him.

"Professor Feng, Professor Yuan, lunch is ready. Let's go eat."

"Okay, Xiao Chen."

Mr. Feng and Mr. Yuan nodded.

The four of them then left the meeting room together.

.............

"Xiao Chen, if we had known you would spend so much, we wouldn't have come to eat here."

Looking at the table full of delicacies, Mr. Yuan couldn't help but speak up.

"Yes, Xiao Chen, these dishes must have cost a lot of money."

Old Feng spoke up from the side.

"Mr. Yuan, Mr. Feng, these dishes were all made by our own chefs, and they were all bought wholesale, so there aren't many of them."

Chen Mo began to explain.

The cafeteria also makes a point of improving the food, so they purchase ingredients such as lobster and abalone.

Over time, the purchase price won't be too high; it's still much cheaper than eating at a star-rated hotel.