First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 95 No one at work

   "Manager Jiao, Manager Jiao!"

  Following Ye Wencheng's shout, the door of the independent office with the words'manager's room' hung on the side was pushed aside, and a man with a beard all walked out.

   Ye Wencheng looked at him unhappy and said, "Manager Jiao, have you had a meeting at work in the morning? Have you assigned your tasks? I think you are very leisurely!"

The guy with the beard frowned, and said helplessly: "It's on, but Mr. Ye, you also know that we are in the field of composition creation. Sometimes the work and rest are abnormal, understand and understand. After a while, everyone will regain their spirits."

   Ye Wencheng frowned. He wanted to swear, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the breath.

  Li Ann felt panicked in his heart beside him. I really want to let this manager Jiao and the group of people in the company roll out!

  However, Ye Wencheng also briefly mentioned this situation during dinner and chat last night.

  What is the most helpless thing about being a manager and boss?

   is when employees do not work well, you still can’t quit them. As soon as a person is dismissed, the company may immediately experience some discontinuities.

  For example, when the composer is fired, only three or four people are left with serious work. But at this time, the marketing department suddenly releases seven or eight tasks. How do these three or four people work?

  If they fail to complete the task, the sponsor will find another company, and the customer will be lost for nothing.

  At this time, the company will fall into a vicious circle that is getting worse and worse.

After resisting the bad breath in his chest, Ye Wencheng pointed to Li Ang behind him and said, "Arrange a newcomer for your composition department, Li Ang, you will arrange work for him later."

  "Okay, President Ye, I will arrange this." The bearded man nodded with a smile.

   "Okay, everyone is working hard, don't wake up every day!" Ye Wencheng said, then glanced at Li Ang and left the composition department.

  After Ye Wencheng left, the bearded man gave Li Ang a simple introduction: "My name is Coke Lusheng, the manager of the company's composition department."

  "Have you ever done music composition work before? Are there any published music works or the like?"

  Li Ang shook his head: "Never done it, nor published it."

  The coke oven student looked Li Ang up and down: "You look quite young. You should have just graduated from university, right?"

  Li Ang thought for a while, he really just finished learning the basics of composition in five years, he should be regarded as just graduating from university. So Ang Lee nodded again.

"Oh, that means you are a pure newcomer." After coming to this conclusion, the coke oven student looked at Li Ang a little more contemptuously, and he pointed to a desk and said: "There is nothing on that table. People, just sit there. If you have any problems at work, you can come to me. I will arrange for a new person to take you."

  Li An sat in the direction he pointed.

   "Xiao Liu, you can introduce the job content to the newcomer, and take him with him." After saying this, the coke oven student turned around and returned to the office.

   "Good manager Jiao!" A young man in his twenties stood up, then walked to Li An's side, and began to introduce Li An's work.

  Li An listened to Xiao Liu’s introduction, while continuing to look at the group of colleagues around him.

   Sadly, after Ye Wencheng and Coke Oven students left, these colleagues should look down at the phone and continue to look at the phone. They should keep their chin resting on their heads.

  It's really getting more and more angry...In this state, it is strange that the company needs to make money!

  Li Ang asked Xiao Liu next to him: "Brother, is everyone in the company working like this?"

  The little Liu smiled happily, and then whispered to Li An, "Actually, brother, you really shouldn't have come to this company."

   "Why?"

"The big boss of our Zhuzi Music Company, I heard that he was seriously ill and was hospitalized last year. The big boss hasn’t come to our company for three or four months! And he still owes a lot of money. It’s about to close down, so everyone has only been around for a day. Several big brothers are already secretly looking for jobs, saying that they are just waiting for the company to close down."

   "So you said, you come to work now, if the company closes in a month or two, then you can't change jobs again?"

  Sure enough, exactly the same as his father and Ye Wencheng said, now the entire company is completely distracted and coping with work.

  Next, Xiao Liu began to explain the specific work content to Li Ang.

  There are two main tasks.

  First, wait for the marketing department to release the task, and then write the corresponding song according to the task content. If it is passed, you can get the corresponding bonus.

  Second, wait for inspiration, and then write a song with emotion. If the song is good enough, the company will arrange singers to sing and then put it on the Internet for sale.

  Originally, more than ten minutes later, Xiao Li had finished all the things that should be said.

  At this time, the frosted door of the composition department was pushed open again.

  A middle-aged man with his feet on cotton drag, pajamas on his legs and a suit on his upper body yawned and walked in.

  (End of this chapter)