Rebirth of the Industrial Internet

In winter, Chengdu is often shrouded in heavy fog; citizens rarely see a sunny day in a month, and their mood is just like the weather, depressing and aggrieved.

Sun Xianzhong knocked gently on the door of the finance room, and after receiving permission, he walked in quietly.

With a smile on his face, he said to the girl who was younger than him: "Sister Shan, this is my latest invoice reimbursement form. Look..."

In the past, he could come in and out of the finance room at will, befriend the finance manager, and reimburse all expenses in real terms. He did not talk directly to these new little cashiers at all.

After the failure of the trip to Tiger Hill, Sun Xianzhong was labeled as "disrespecting the leader" and "unruly", and everything changed.

Colleagues stayed away and did not want to be involved in high-level struggles; some began to add insult to injury, find faults, and deliberately create difficulties.

The little girl hurriedly closed the QQ game, tried her best to pretend to be serious, and shouted: "No! Any invoice exceeding 100 yuan cannot be reimbursed!"

Sun Xianzhong's face darkened, he held a thick stack of invoices and forced himself to defend himself, "I have followed the requirements of your financial department and exchanged all the invoices exceeding one hundred yuan for one or two yuan tickets, why can't I do it?

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For the invoice matter, he has been on the bus this week, constantly asking for tickets from passengers, or tearing off a few more tickets when the conductor was not paying attention, and kept running away while shouting angrily.

The little girl did not turn over the reimbursement form, but still adhered to the principle, and said coldly: "No, it can't! You have been here five times in the past half month, what a follower. Didn't you see that I was busy? You have nothing to do.

Are other people as free as you?"

Sun Xianzhong twitched his mouth and swallowed the curse words; the cashier was just the executor, and the mastermind behind the scenes was waiting to see his joke, but he couldn't let the other party get what he wanted.

He took four thick stacks of invoices, turned around and walked out of the finance room, and spent a whole day pasting these invoices. Now that he was denied by one sentence, he really wanted to throw them into the trash can and shout: I will not reimburse these expenses! Let me

Why are you still making things difficult for me?

But the cruel reality made Sun Xianzhong pick up the reimbursement form again; the total amount of the form was 1,500 yuan, and if he could not reimburse him for half a month's salary, this month's scholarship would not be paid.

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Looking at the year-end bonus and holiday arrangements in his hand, Sun Xianzhong became furious, rushed into the administrative department's room, and begged softly,

"Brother Zhang, Manager Zhang, I only have two weeks to go to Huqiu for a business trip. After deducting the qualifications for excellence evaluation and awarding, I will be assigned to be on duty after the holidays. I accept all this. But others will pay at least two more months of salary as the end of the year.

Prize, why don’t I get a dime?”

Manager Zhang was very cool and replied in an understatement, "When you go to Huqiu, you are not on a business trip, but absenteeism. Don't get confused! Because of your excellent results in the past two years, Mr. Wu didn't fire you. Aren't you satisfied?

?People should be grateful, and they should not be so impatient that a snake swallows an elephant!"

Sun Xianzhong felt angry in his heart, towards himself and Mr. Wu. If he had bowed his head and admitted his mistake as soon as possible, today's situation would not have happened. Although he knew that he was not wrong at all, he was still under the roof.

There is no hope for the year-end bonus. All the money he saved has been used to pay off student loans. He doesn’t even know how to go home for the New Year. Is he going back empty-handed?

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After get off work, Sun Xianzhong returned to the damp and dark urban village. He was exhausted both physically and mentally. He cooked some noodles and cried while eating the noodles. His tears fell into the bowl without turning on the light.

At this time, the cell phone rang, breaking the tranquility of the rental house. When the cell phone rang again, he reluctantly answered the call, cheered up and pretended to be a successful person.

"Hello, Mr. Sun... I have done a good job recently, and my boss takes it seriously, promising me a promotion and a salary increase next year... Ah, why do you want my bank account?... Surprise, okay, don't be a shock!"

Sun Xianzhong didn't know why he resisted serving Sun Buqi; maybe the more prosperous the tomato garden became, the more disappointed he felt in his heart.

Sun Buqi seems to have had divine help recently, and everything has been going smoothly. Of course, this is also due to his planning and taking action, and has secured the widest possible social connections.

Only the Huqiu branch is a mess. Employees work overtime every day, but the project progress is slow; the update speed of the tomato garden is not even as fast as when Hong Lei was working alone.

Hong Lei was busy with personnel recruitment, logistics management and other tasks. He focused all his energy on daily management and could not spare time to optimize the Microsoft system. There was a serious misallocation of resources.

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Ten minutes later, Sun Buqi called Sun Xianzhong again and said lightly: "Brother Sun, I just transferred 100,000 yuan to your account as this year's compensation and next year's salary..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone hung up without warning; he called again, but no one answered.

Half an hour later, Sun Xianzhong called back. He was still breathing heavily. He calmed down a little and said excitedly: "Mr. Sun, I thought you were joking just now... When I ran to the bank one kilometer away, I found out that the account was really real.

One hundred thousand yuan more. You..."

His current monthly salary is 000 yuan, plus other phone bills, meal allowances, transportation subsidies, deducting personal tax, and insurance, the amount he gets is only 000 yuan, which is double the salary of most classmates, but the expenses are also high, and he cannot save money.

I pay back a thousand yuan in student loans every month; I give a thousand yuan to my younger brother who is studying in college as living expenses; and the rest I have to pay for rent, water and electricity, and other social interactions.

At the end of the year, Sun Xianzhong actually didn't have much money left, and 100,000 yuan was already the largest figure he had ever seen in his life.

Sun Buqi said sincerely: "Brother Sun, this is to compensate for your loss of resignation. It is an advance of one year's salary. Of course, this is not the final number. Performance will be distributed according to the project, and the performance will definitely not be lower than this number!"

He was tired of rejection, so he launched a financial offensive. He made up his mind that if he couldn't get 100,000 yuan, he would settle for 150,000 yuan. He wouldn't stop until he achieved his goal anyway!

The contrast between the two companies before and after is huge.

Sun Xianzhong's voice was a little choked, and he said excitedly: "100,000 is enough, and there is a lot more! I will submit my resignation immediately, pack my luggage, and buy a ticket to Huqiu."

On the other end of the phone, Sun Buqi raised his fists excitedly, but tried his best to slow down his tone and said, "Don't worry, wait until you finish handing over work and go to Huqiu after the New Year."

Sun Xianzhong was full of motivation, "Mr. Sun, to be honest, I have been deprived of my job. The Internet industry is seizing the day, and today's trend may become outdated tomorrow."

You don’t need to persuade me anymore, I promise to go to Huqiu the day after tomorrow and get to work immediately."

After a pause, he told a joke, "I always feel weak if I only take money and don't work! I'm afraid that this is a dream, and when I wake up, it will be in vain." (To be continued)