Chapter 111

In the office, Zhen Qiong is sitting in the boss's chair, thinking about how to spend the money. After all, standing outside the office chatting is inappropriate and uncomfortable.

Adhering to the principle of who makes money and who spends it, Zhen Qiong does not intend to move the money to other places.

"I heard that the base has recruited many new people." Zhen Qiong asked.

"Yes, Mr. Zhen. Many people came to sign up before and finally picked out several good seedlings." Yeyuan Ying answered truthfully.

Zhen Qiong nodded and said, "well, this money doesn't have to go back to the company. The number of people has increased. Even for villas, the space is estimated to be gradually insufficient. You can find another suitable villa around and buy it!"

"Ah? Mr. Zhen, is this a bit wasteful?" Yeyuan Ying was surprised. Does Mr. Zhen really treat the villa as cabbage? Just buy it.

"How can we waste? We choose new people. Although we strive for perfection, with the increasing popularity of Ling Lun 512, more and more people will sign up. If we buy a villa at that time, we may not be able to buy it!"

"OK. Mr. Zhen. I'll arrange it as soon as I get back."

Yehara Ying thought that Jinwu Huating did sell several villas because of them.

If the number of people in the base is so large that they need to expand, and they can't buy suitable villas around, things will become more troublesome.

At that time, as the person in charge, she will certainly be accused of not having foresight, which will have a great impact on her future.

"But, Mr. Zhen, even if you buy a villa and add the cost of transformation, it won't cost hundreds of millions!"

"Don't you need to recruit people after expansion? Don't you need to pay wages and benefits? You are the person in charge of the base. You don't even know how to spend money. How can you be a good person in charge?"

Yehara Sakura is speechless. Is there any inevitable connection between spending money and the person in charge?

incorrect! The relationship between the two is not small!

If you don't know how to spend money on the blade, it proves that the person in charge can't see the situation clearly, don't know how to strike while the iron is hot, and don't know how to plan ahead!

General manager Zhen is such a big God. He manages everything every day. It's no exaggeration to say that spending money is like running water.

But every sum of money spent brings rich returns. Although I can't turn my hands into clouds and cover my hands into rain like President Zhen, at least I can't lag behind!

Noghara Sakura has been in longhuang for a long time. Even when she is thinking, the idioms in her mind jump out one by one.

After figuring this out, yehara Sakura bowed again and said, "Mr. Zhen, I'm sorry. When I go back, I will make good use of the money."

"Well, good. Don't be under pressure to spend money. You can come to me for discussion as long as it's about spending money."

"Hi, Mr. Zhen." yehara Ying answered and asked, "Mr. Zhen, can I ask you for a song?"

Still want a song? no way!

A song sung by an online singer, you can earn hundreds of millions for Ben Shenzi.

The other songs given by the system are the first-class singers on earth and even the songs of God of songs. If this is given to you, Ling Lun 512 may not take off on the spot!

"As I said before, it will not be an example." Zhen Qiong resolutely refused noghara Ying's request. Even if her eyes were as gentle as water, Zhen Qiong turned a blind eye.

"Oh."

Yeyuan Ying answered in disappointment, but she didn't dare to hang around. Otherwise, President Zhen didn't have to speak. Wen Waner, who came to hear the news, would throw her out.

At the thought of Wen Waner, Yeyuan Ying's heart seemed to have a flame burning.

It's not jealousy, but taking Wen Waner as a goal to surpass.

One day, she will also become the president of dome god. After all, a large company or even a large group has more than one president.

"Mr. Zhen, why don't you cover the song of the curse of the dawn for Guoguo and make it into an album for sale!"

younger sister! Don't!

Hearing this suggestion from Yeyuan Ying, Zhen Qiong was as steady as an old dog on the surface, but he was in a panic.

With the enthusiasm of the players, the sales volume of this album will not be low whether it is made into an entity or a digital version.

Coupled with the current popularity of Gao Guoguo, wouldn't it take hundreds of millions of money to earn back? Even more than a billion?

Then he really has to delete the number and practice again.

"When players buy the game, they have paid for the music. I won't do anything about repeatedly cutting players' leeks. I won't do any industry of the dome god, okay?"

Hearing Zhen Qiong's voice cools down a little, Yeyuan Ying's heart clicks. She bows again and says, "Mr. Zhen, I'm sorry, I'm over."

"Well, you just joined the dome god. It's not your fault this time, but you're not allowed to make it in the future."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhen."

"Nothing. Just go back first! Think about where the money will be used."

"Hi, Mr. Zhen."

Not long after Sakura nohara left the office, the door was knocked again.

"Please come in."

Fang Xian came in. He stayed at home all night and finally came out with the budget.

Looking at Fang Xian's thick black eyes, combined with his appearance and body shape, it looks like a national treasure.

"Did you work overtime at home last night?" Zhen Qiong asked.

"Ah... Yes. I'm not used to the company's working hours, so I didn't finish the budget until I got back to the hotel."

Fang Xian's time in managing the zoo must be different from that of office workers.

Qiongshen's working hours are shorter than those of other companies, and he will force employees to leave work. Before Fang Xian adjusted his state, he went back to the hotel where he stayed.

Thinking of the 800000 square meters of land waiting for him and his beloved animals, how can Fang Xian go to bed early?

"OK. How long did you work overtime last night? Report the time to the finance department. The overtime pay will not be less for you." Zhen Qiong said.

"Ah? Mr. Zhen, no need? Just one night."

"This is the rule. Employees work overtime, whether in the company or at home. If you don't take it, will others take it?"

Speaking of this, Zhen Qiong was helpless.

Although he forced employees to leave work by cutting off power and network, employees would take their work home and continue to do it. Do you believe it?

Had it not been for a slip of the tongue by an employee before, he had no idea that his employees would be so coquettish.

Zhen Qiong can't visit one by one after work to see if everyone works overtime?

There is no way. Zhen Qiong can only ask employees to report their working hours at home and make up for overtime pay.

But so far, few people have reported.

Everyone has learned well. If you report overtime, it's equivalent to telling Mr. Zhen that you don't listen to him and work overtime secretly?

Overtime costs are small. If Mr. Zhen feels that they are disobedient employees, that's a big thing!

"OK. Thank you, Mr. Zhen."

Fang Xian had no idea about overtime pay. After thanking him, he put the budget on his desk.

Zhen Qiong picked up the budget and looked at it slowly. In his heart, he couldn't wait to see the final budget price.

Longhuang coin, 300 million.

Seeing the budget, Zhen Qiong couldn't help frowning slightly.