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Chapter 139 This is the talent that President Pu wants! (Additional updates, please subscribe, 6118)

Meng Xingkong has been working in the basement for a year. He has not seen the sun for a long time, and his face is a little unhealthy and pale.

After staying up late and looking at the computer for a long time, his hairline has moved back a lot.

Coupled with the simple casual clothes and computer bag he is carrying at this time.

It's like.

"Hello, sir, are you going to the third floor to interview programmers? Looking at your appearance, your chances of being hired are high!"

The guide of the office building talked to him eagerly.

Meng Xingkong: "."

"Is Duoyu Culture Company on the 16th floor?"

"Oh, you are going to Duoyu Company to apply for a job, yes, it's on the 16th floor."

"Thank you."

Meng Xingkong went up with his bag on his back.

The guide looked at his vicissitudes of life and sparse hair, and said to himself: "It's a pity not to be a programmer."

Hengtai Building, 16th floor, Duoyu Culture Company.

In the office of Pu Jie's boss.

A little sister poured two cups of tea for him and then left gracefully. Pu Jie looked at Meng Xingkong, who looked a little dazed, and said, "Mr. Meng, please have some tea." "Oh, oh!" Meng Xingkong finally recovered from the shock. He really couldn't believe that all this was true. After he came up, he looked at the huge office area and didn't know which way to go to get to the location of Duoyu Culture Company. Then the pretty little sister at the front desk led him to Mr. Pu's office with a sweet smile. On the way, he realized that the entire 16th floor was all Duoyu Company! An online writing studio rented an office in the bustling North Third Ring Road area of ​​Kyoto. He originally thought that the office environment was not much bigger than his 30-square-meter basement, which was just a facade in this building. Then the whole floor was full of it. The young boss was sitting opposite him at this time, chatting with him. Everything was like a dream. Pu Jie's question brought him back to reality from his shock. "Oh, Mr. Ying?" Pu Jie corrected: "Hey! Don't say such unlucky words, call me Mr. Pu." "Hello, Mr. Pu, I'm Xingkong, we talked in Longkong, yes, we talked." Pu Jie had just interviewed several people, but each of them was too thoughtful and sounded like they could make money. What if they didn't listen to him, secretly operated, and made the company profitable? Pu Jie felt that he had to find someone who fits his concept of pounce, an obedient intermittent slacker. He can move when he needs to, and lie down when he doesn't urge. Pu Jie looked at the slightly dull man in front of him, and his first impression was okay. At least he didn't talk non-stop like those struggling people, shouting that he wanted to make Duoyu bigger and stronger. "Ahem, let's talk about it, have you ever worked in an online writing studio?" Meng Xingkong: "Yes, our previous studio was called 'Super God Studio', and it lasted for more than a year." "Oh? Then why don't you do it?" Meng Xingkong was a little embarrassed: "I just shut it down." Huh? Element detection!

Bonus points!

Pu Jie continued to ask: "Okay, then how do you think you can run a web writing studio? Like mine on such a large scale."

Meng Xingkong's heart trembled.

Test!

This is the boss seeing if he can help his studio make money.

How to say it?

Talk about your own idea of ​​cultivating authors to produce routine hit articles?

Don't be kidding!

The boss definitely doesn't want to hear that, he wants to make money steadily.

"Mr. Pu, I think. We should exploit new authors, get a guaranteed minimum from various small websites, and then write for new authors, earn the difference, and then uh, recruit more editors. Anyway, the office is big, and each editor is responsible for more authors. That's it. The profit should still be considerable, right?"

Meng Xingkong felt more and more guilty. With such a large office, can the cost be earned?

Pu Jie nodded.

"What other businesses do you think we can do?"

Meng Xingkong: "Increase volume, continue writing, custom articles, participate in essay solicitation activities on small websites, etc."

These are what his two partners usually do, and they can indeed make some money.

In order to make a living, he had to say this to apply for this company.

Otherwise, if he brags about his own ideas, he will definitely be finished.

People are under the eaves.

Pu Jie asked again: "If you join Duoyu Company, can you follow my instructions completely?"

Meng Xingkong had already been polished by reality at this time.

"Of course, I will do it completely!"

Pu Jie: "What if some plans don't seem to be very reasonable?"

Meng Xingkong: "Then I must have seen it wrong."

"Very good! Then let's talk about salary."

Pu Jie is very satisfied with this person called Meng Xingkong.

He has practical experience, understands this industry, has no crooked ideas, and can do the most traditional online writing studio. How bad would it be to disband?

He looks obedient and means what he says.

The most important thing is honesty!

Pu Jie likes honest people. He is fed up with those who say one thing in front of him and another behind his back!

That's right, he is talking about the operations officer and the discipline assistant!

Pah!

Two fake black guys!

Meng Xingkong was a little surprised. He didn't say anything, but he was talking about salary now?

"You said before that it was a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, plus five insurances and one housing fund. Is that right?"

Pu Jie frowned: "This number is not particularly accurate."

Meng Xingkong sighed in his heart, he knew it.

The recruitment information written on the Internet is exaggerated. They often did this before, tricking authors to come and write articles.

"Super God Studio accepts a large number of articles. All types of articles can be submitted. The price is determined according to the quality, 15-300 per thousand words! The price is the highest on the Internet, come and submit your articles!"

Newcomers saw that the lowest price was 15 per thousand words. If it was a little higher, let's not talk about 300, let's take the median 150, which is also a huge profit!

They all came to submit their articles.

Then their studio received a lot of beginnings and gave them to the website to guarantee the bottom line or buy out.

After passing 15 per thousand words, ask newcomers if they want to write 10 per thousand words.

The newcomers were puzzled: "Didn't you say 1500~300? Why is it lower?"

"Oh! The market is not good. The website is accepting fewer manuscripts now. If it weren't for our studio, you wouldn't be able to sign a contract for this manuscript. Will you write it?"

"Then write it."

Some newcomers gave in.

If you didn't give in, then sorry, this beginning is mine. I will give it to other authors in the studio immediately and continue writing it directly!

Meng Xingkong just hopes that Pu Jie won't bargain too hard, just better than moving bricks.

At least doing this is still an industry that I love.

Pu Jie: "10,000 is just your basic salary, the commission is the big part! How can you forget the commission!"

Meng Xingkong: (°ー°〃)

"In order to motivate you to create better profits for the company's losses! There must be commission incentives!"

Meng Xingkong: "Is this really possible?"

There is actually an incentive!

Meng Xingkong thought about it for a while and understood that it was the boss's usual trick to give a certain amount of rewards based on how much money he made for the company, so that he would make a lot of money for the company.

By then, the boss will be able to drive a better car, live in a bigger house, and pick up more girls.

I will also increase my income.

It's barely a win-win situation.

"Of course! I, Pu, never tell lies. Your commission will be calculated based on the royalties paid out. For every 10,000 yuan of royalties you pay to the author, you will get a commission of 500,400,300,200 yuan. Yes, a commission of 200 yuan."

Meng Xingkong: (°ー°〃)

What the hell is it to calculate the commission based on the money the company pays out?

Forcing yourself to spend money?

Why is every word of this boss so unexpected?

But he has no reason to refuse. No matter how he listens, he will take advantage.

"I have no problem."

Pu Jie clapped his hands: "Okay! Come to work tomorrow, let's pay the author together!"

Pu Jie was happy.

Experienced, no ideas, obedient, and has worked in a bankrupt studio.

This is the perfect talent he wants!

On the third day of the day, I asked for monthly tickets as usual. There are extra chapters for monthly tickets, and they will be calculated together at the end of the month. (PS: Chapter 118 will be updated soon!)

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