My 1999

"Yahoo's stock price has dropped by 70%. Are you still not ready to sell?"

Jiang Xiaoyang asked on the phone.

"Just wait, don't be in a hurry."

Nasdaq is just showing signs of falling, and it is far from a collapse, so he is not in a hurry to sell.

"Have negotiations with Penguin begun?"

"It officially starts tomorrow."

"If you have the chance, get more shares." Xu Liang said.

"I know. But now the Nasdaq market is unstable, and many investment banks and institutions have issued market entry warnings. Should we wait and see first?"

"No, just do as I said and get as many shares as possible."

"Okay. The money is yours anyway, so don't blame me if you lose it."

Xu Liang smiled and said, "When have you seen me apologize?"

Thinking that the short seller Yahoo, which he was least optimistic about at the beginning, has now made a lot of money, Jiang Xiaoyang can't say anything else.

"Let's stop talking about it now. I have to participate in negotiations tomorrow. I'm sorry."

Xu Liang said 'goodbye' and put down his phone.

Looking at the half-drawn sketch in front of him, he continued to draw with the pencil.

In the future, he will rely on art to enter college. Of course, he will have to spend time to improve his skills.

Fortunately, he has a good foundation laid in his previous life.

After I finished the painting, I fixed it and felt that it couldn't be changed, so I put it aside.

Seeing that it was already early morning, I went to bed to rest.

At five o'clock in the morning the next day, he changed his clothes and got up for a run. Thanks to the physical fitness bonus brought by the crossing, he walked very fast. After running ten kilometers in forty-five minutes, the exercise ended.

I simply washed up and finished my breakfast.

Walking towards the studio with yesterday's sketch in hand.

As soon as I walked into Wangjing Commercial Building, I saw young men and women holding breakfast in their mouths.

One month down.

The number of students in New Dream has grown from the original seven to now five regular classes, two intensive classes, and 256 students.

Xu Liang once again earned nearly one million, but Yahoo's stock price had plummeted, and he was too lazy to invest again.

Because of the rapid growth in student numbers, his office has been moved from the second floor to the first floor.

Various departments have also become much better.

Pushing the door open, he put the painting on the table next to him, picked up the phone on the table and made a call.

A crisp voice came.

"Mr. Xu, are you looking for me?"

"Inform all departments to meet in the conference room at eight o'clock."

"Yes. Also, ask Teacher Zhao Xing to come to my office."

"Okay, Mr. Xu."

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and Zhao Xing walked in wearing loose casual clothes.

"Mr. Xu, are you looking for me?"

Xu Liang waved and pointed at the sketch just clipped to the drawing board.

"Look what's wrong with this painting?"

Zhao Xing felt helpless in his eyes.

Although Xu Liang asked a different teacher to look at his paintings every day, as time passed, everyone came to realize that this was obviously his painting.

So when judging, everyone has to think about it for a long time.

If you don't say it well, it will make Mr. Zhao unhappy. What should you do if you are fired? The treatment given to art teachers in studios across the capital, including many schools, is not as good as New Dreams.

They don't want to be fired.

What should I do if I say it too seriously and make Mr. Xu unhappy, and I put my little shoes on you behind my back?

It is really a test of IQ to not only say good things but also point out some shortcomings.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Xing said.

"Mr. Xu, this painting is very good overall, but the dark side is too specific, which affects the three-dimensional effect of the entire painting, especially the ears. It can be blurred a little bit."

Xu Liang nodded. He could see that Zhao Xing had reservations, but he didn't say much.

His status is here, even if he says he doesn't care about criticism, others won't believe him.

"Teacher Zhao, take this painting back later and change it according to your instructions. Then tell me about it after you finish it."

"OK, no problem."

He invited Zhao Xing to sit down in the reception area next to him.

After pouring two cups of water.

"Teacher Zhao, there are more and more teachers in the studio now. Recently, some students have reported that the teachers in their classes are not responsible. They never draw model paintings and seldom guide students during class. So I am considering setting up a teaching office under the studio. , you will be the director of the teaching department."

"Well, I don't have experience in this area. Could it be..."

Xu Liang waved his hand to interrupt him.

"No one is born with it. And you are the first teacher in our studio. Many teachers were introduced by you, and they will also appreciate your affection.

If you manage it, they won't be too resistant. "

After hearing what he said, Zhao Xing did not refuse.

"Okay, let me try."

"One more thing, learn more about management when you have nothing to do. The new dream studio will not be limited to the capital. At the latest two months, the branch studios in Jinmen and Shanghai will start preparations. I hope you can take charge of it. "

Zhao Xing's face showed embarrassment, "Mr. Xu, I just bought a house and am getting married. If I go out of town, I'm afraid it will affect the family."

"Don't rush to reply to me now. Go back and discuss it with your family member. If you don't agree, then forget it." Xu Liang said.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Xu."

"Go, don't forget the meeting at eight o'clock."

…

after an hour.

The auditorium on the first floor of Wangjing Commercial Building.

Xu Liang sat in the main seat.

Below are the heads of various departments of New Dream Studio.

Li Ling, Director of the Finance Department, Li Yan, Director of the Human Resources Department, Gu Cheng, Director of the Marketing Department, Wang Xiaoni, Director of the Customer Service Department, and Xu Qiang, Director of the Logistics Department.

They are all old people who grew up with the company. The only exception is Xu Qiang. He was called by Xu Liang from his hometown as a child. Although he did not go to high school, he has a flexible mind and a keen eye.

Moreover, the logistics department purchases office supplies, orders painting supplies for students, and is responsible for the hygiene of the studio, so it does not require much ability.

In the row behind them are all the teachers in the studio.

In total, there are twenty-one people.

Seeing the growing crowd in the audience, Xu Liangliang was secretly pleased.

"Finally something looks like it."

In his previous life, it took him five years to develop his studio to its current scale.

There is less competition now, and the limited number of studios are all mom-and-pop shops, so their competitiveness is very low.

He combined the experience accumulated in his previous life, and in just over a month, he surpassed the results of his five years of hard work in his previous life.

"Today's meeting will mainly focus on a few things."

"First, the studio has established a teaching office, and Mr. Zhao Xing serves as the teaching director, responsible for managing the teaching of each teacher."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Zhao Xing subconsciously. The latter was excited and nervous, but at least he didn't lose his composure.

"In addition, in view of the recent reports from students that many teachers are late for class and do not teach seriously, the studio has decided to implement a last-place elimination system. At the end of each month, the teaching office organizes students to rate teachers through anonymous voting."

"Sixty points pass, ninety points excellent."

"Teachers who fail the exam three times in a row will be fired, and teachers who excel three times in a row will receive an additional three thousand yuan in year-end bonus."