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In fact, Chen Jun didn't want to say these words in his heart, but he was young now, had just taken over the newspaper office, and was from a gang. His actions were not abrupt in the eyes of everyone, but instead gave people the impression of being domineering and domineering.

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Now that he is bleeding, how can he pretend to be elegant and aristocratic? Young people should be full of energy.

Chen Jun sat on the president's chair again, clasping his hands and looking at everyone, "Aren't you going to say anything? Then I'll say it."

"Which of your ministers can't stand me now? You can quit the newspaper now!"

The middlemen of the newspaper office sitting below looked at each other, or looked at the young man's face with their peripheral vision, but no one dared to stand up and move.

"Ha~" Chen Jun chuckled, "I'm serious. Now that you leave, I will pay you your salary and three times your resignation bonus. I really don't have the intention to deal with you. Let's all get together and go."

Hearing this, some people's eyes flashed with eagerness to try.

He shook his head, "Don't be afraid, what I said is true. I will implement the assessment system in the future. If some of you are found guilty, you will still be removed. Then there will be no wages or bonuses."

"And if there are major mistakes, I will initiate a lawsuit against you, which will be executed by this lawyer from Stanford University."

He glanced at the repressed and patient strategist Tom Hagen. Even if he suppressed him forcefully just now, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to understand what he did.

He plans to formulate a modern performance appraisal system. Thanks to the establishment of a new media team, he has read some management books. This performance appraisal system will be implemented by professional management talents after people stabilize in a month.

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Hearing that he seemed to be serious, a middle-aged blond man stood up and said roughly, "I resign!"

Chen Jun nodded, "There will be someone dedicated to handle these matters for you later."

Now that he had taken the lead, two more middle-level managers stepped forward. He continued to ask if there were any more, but no one came forward.

Chen Jun glanced around and saw that the people who had just resigned were all Caucasians, serving as editor-in-chief, advertising director, and editorial director. The remaining five or six people, except for Wilde who had just been promoted by him, were all middle-level people over 40.

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It seems that not everyone can give up their generous salary and hard-won status.

"Honestly, I really want to replace you. I need new blood, but since you chose me, I will give you generous rewards." Chen Jun said calmly.

"Starting from today, the salary of middle-level and above-level managers of the newspaper will be increased three times, and that of grassroots staff will be doubled. In addition, if reporters, for example, can dig up big news events, the bonus will start at US$1,000, with no upper limit!"

The few middle-level managers who had just offered to resign suddenly turned bitter. Others who chose to persist had expressions of surprise on their faces. This happiness came so suddenly.

"I believe no newspaper in Los Angeles can offer such a high salary, and the New York Times is no exception. However, since it offers such a salary, I hope to see activity and passion in the newspaper, rather than

A lifeless look," he continued.

"One more thing, remember, after one month, I will conduct an evaluation and assessment, and those who do not meet the standards will be mercilessly kicked out!"

Chen Jun still put a chord in their minds, "Go out, you can share this news with the employees, I believe they will be very happy!"

Tom Hagen looked at the changes in the entire situation, and seemed to realize something. He took a deep look at William. He was surprised by the drastic change in the situation.

Just now he was trembling with fear, but now he is ecstatic, people's hearts can be manipulated so easily, and Lawrence, who is still covering his head and bleeding and groaning, is like a dead dog next to a garbage dump, no one pays attention to him anymore.

"Mr. Wilde, can we talk?"

Hagen saw William calling the middle-aged man with an East Asian face. He looked very excited and his face turned red, as if he had foreseen his bright future.

He had to admit that this Asian was a good player in the newspaper. When the newspaper president, Mr. Adams, was still alive, he entered the newspaper and started as a reporter, gradually editing, typesetting, planning, advertising and external relations, and working at the grassroots level of the newspaper.

Almost all the work has been done once.

When Adams accepted the newspaper, he had already become the head of a department. Over the next ten years, he gradually became the editor-in-chief, the third most powerful person in the newspaper, and he was very Oriental in tenacity.

It's a pity that his skin color limits his development, otherwise his development would not be the same.

He was also one of the talents who pre-selected William in his plan, ranking second. The first-ranked talent was an Italian white man, but Chen Jun did not select him and had just dismissed him.

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"Are you Chinese?" Chen Jun asked in fluent Chinese with a smile on his face, "The name Wilde is very Western!"

With a familiar and pure tone, even more familiar to him than him, Wilde instantly recovered from his surprise and replied in restrained and calm Chinese, "Wang is my surname, you are a gentleman and elegant, and virtue is moral conduct!

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"Sir, he can also speak Chinese, and it sounds better than mine!"

"I like the culture there and have studied there." Chen Jun shrugged, "Do you know why I chose you?"

"I am experienced, capable and ambitious."

Chen Jun glanced at his white hair and smiled unexpectedly, "You thought you would respond with Eastern silence. Many of my friends like this."

"Yes, I have read your resume. You have been in the industry for more than 20 years. You also have a lot of credit for this newspaper being able to maintain this circulation. Are you ambitious? I can see your unwillingness, but these are only part of it.

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"You are from the University of Southern California, majoring in media communications." Chen Jun did not deliberately show off, "I am also from the University of Southern California, majoring in drama history and economics."

Wilde's eyes grew uncontrollably, and he never thought it was because of this joint.

"The School of Journalism and Communication at the University of Southern California is ranked No. 1 in the United States. I believe in your ability. More importantly, I like to use my own people!"

He stretched out his hands, and Wilde took them, taking a breath, "I hope I won't disappoint you."

"Um!"

He responded, "Now I have some tasks that I want to give to you."

"Say." Wilde said.

"Now the newspaper has vacancies for the top leaders of three departments. I hope you can recommend candidates to fill the vacancies in a short time."

Wilde's heart suddenly moved, wasn't this asking him to deploy people? At that moment, he was about to jump with excitement, but he heard him say, "I don't ask for many conditions, just two, ability and loyalty, and the rest are skin color, race, and gender.

Wait, I don’t care at all, understand?”

"Also, I hope you can use the resources of more than 20 years of experience to find some capable media personnel. And connect with the School of Journalism at the University of Southern California. If you can recruit their young blood, I don't care about the salary, as long as you have

Capable enough.”

Chen Jun wants to build a stronger and more capable team.

"Of course, this work can be done slowly and the candidates can be filled first."

"For the above needs, I would like to see a plan within two days, and there will be a dedicated person to connect you with the required resources."

His tone was all positive, and he looked exactly like a boss with a professional air.

After Wilde left, Chen Jun exhaled, turned around and looked at Tom Hagen, who had stood up again, and said, "How about it? When will your financial staff and arranged resources arrive?"

In the previous information, Tom Hagen gave him a lot of plans and suggestions for the newspaper, but he didn't adopt any of them.

"In two or three days, I have some questions and I need you to give a reasonable explanation."

Hagen's face was not pretty. In fact, he was able to suppress his anger for so long. It was considered that he was very well-educated and gave Chen Jun face.

"Say." he said.

"First, why are the methods so brutal?"

"Although I don't deny that your results are good, there are obviously better methods. William, this is business, not a gang killing!"

Tom Hagen glared angrily and tapped his fingers on the desk surface.

"Second, have you ever thought about the reaction of newspaper president Adams?"

"First touch his people, and then use the power of the president in this way to try to sideline him. If he takes countermeasures, it will cause a lot of interference to us, do you know?"

"Third, I don't see a coherent plan from your various layouts. I hope you can tell me your inner plan, and I will judge it and modify it for you."