The next morning, Gu Qingqing, who woke up with panda eyes, looked resentfully at the carefree Qin Siyu.
This one, well, when she said she'd sleep, she really did sleep.
"Today, you give me a ride on your bike,"
Gu Qingqing said grumpily to Qin Siyu.
Qin Siyu chuckled, took the scooter keys, and pulled Gu Qingqing out the door.
Her working hours were actually a 12-hour system, requiring day and night shifts, but Tan Jincheng considered that she and Zhao Xianbo were, after all, summer workers, so he asked Sun Yuming to notify the production line that they wouldn't need to rotate day and night shifts.
In addition, their working hours were based on an 8-hour system, arranged to coincide with Gu Qingqing's commute.
However, Zhao Xianbo refused Tan Jincheng's kind offer and chose to live in the dormitory, receiving the same treatment as ordinary workers.
Tan Jincheng let them be, just asking Sun Yuming to keep an eye on his safety.
University students in 2005 were still quite valuable, and if anything happened at the factory, it would be a huge problem.
Shanchi Vehicle Industry currently also had some temporary workers, but the number was not large.
Their work was non-core, mainly serving a supporting role.
Factories are different from asset-light operations like Jinpeng Trade.
If possible, Tan Jincheng still hoped to primarily use full-time general workers.
Temporary workers cannot guarantee quality and are difficult to manage.
These people are like the legendary Sanhe Grandmasters, working one day and resting three, with no work ethic whatsoever.
People who genuinely intend to work in a factory would not become temporary workers, as a portion of their hourly wage would be taken by agencies, and their employment would be very unstable with no security whatsoever.
Offend the foreman, and you won't be needed tomorrow; of course, temporary workers don't care about this.
At nine in the morning, Tan Jincheng sat in his office on time.
Although it was Saturday today, it had nothing to do with him.
"Hello, MOTO, hello, MOTO."
Not long after sitting down, Tan Jincheng's phone rang, Motorola's classic ringtone echoing in his ears.
This was a birthday gift Zhang Xupeng gave Tan Jincheng on his birthday—a Motorola V3, ice blue, costing over 4000 yuan.
As the saying goes, "give a plum, get a peach in return."
Tan Jincheng had given Zhang Xupeng a watch, so Zhang Xupeng gave him this birthday gift.
Tan Jincheng couldn't put it down as soon as he got it.
The V3, launched in September 2004, was considered a generation's "phone king" for Motorola.
In his previous life, Tan Jincheng had also used this phone and loved it very much.
It featured a classic foldable design, an ultra-thin and sharp body made of aerospace-grade aluminum alloy, a laser-etched keypad, and was only 13.9 millimeters at its thinnest point.
In terms of configuration, it had a built-in 0.3-megapixel camera, supported 4x digital zoom, MP3 playback, Bluetooth connectivity, and a Web 2.0 browser.
These specifications would be unremarkable in later generations, but at the moment, except for the camera, all of V3's specifications could be called black technology.
The domestic version sold for over 8000 yuan when it first launched last year.
This price, in an era when the national average salary was over 2000 yuan, meant one had to save up for nearly half a year without eating or drinking to buy a phone.
It was even more exaggerated than the year the "Kidney Phone" (iPhone) launched.
It must be said, Zhang Xupeng's gift truly resonated with Tan Jincheng.
"Hello, Uncle Lin, good morning."
The call was from Lin Yumin.
Last night, Tan Jincheng said he had something to do, so Lin Yumin didn't routinely report on his work as usual.
The same went for Wu Zhenping.
"Chairman Tan, our phase of promotion here has ended. The contracts that needed signing have been signed, and the advance payment will be transferred to the company account within 5 working days. Do you have any other instructions? If not, we'll head back."
"Oh? Really? That's great! Uncle Lin, you all have worked hard. No other instructions. Leave two people there to look after things. I'll arrange for the first batch of goods to be sent out immediately."
"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up and buy tickets to go back."
"Mm, Uncle Lin, do you want to take a detour to Yicheng home and rest for two days? It won't delay anything anyway. I'll also tell Uncle Wu about it later."
Lin Yumin thought for a moment.
The first phase was over.
Although there was still a lot to do later, it was much better than now.
Going home to rest for two days and see his wife and children was indeed a good idea.
"Haha, that would be great! Thank you, Chairman Tan. I'll stop by to see what's happening at home,"
Lin Yumin accepted readily.
"Alright then, you arrange the rest yourself. I'll also call Uncle Wu."
Although they were in two different provinces, Tan Jincheng required that promotions be synchronized and prices also remain consistent without any discrepancies.
Therefore, during this period, Lin Yumin and Wu Zhenping not only had to communicate with Tan Jincheng daily but also with each other.
Wu Zhenping's reply was similar to Lin Yumin's.
He was equally happy about Tan Jincheng's suggestion to go home for two days.
Compared to Lin Yumin, Wu Zhenping, being in Northern Anhui, wanted to go home even more to see his family.
As for Chairman Tan's mention of "on the way," that was just him being considerate.
One was in the east, one was in the west; how could they be "on the way"?
After hanging up, Tan Jincheng immediately called Sister Liu from finance.
He asked her to transfer 20,000 yuan to Lin Yumin's and Wu Zhenping's salary cards respectively, as an advance on part of their salary and funds.
Money gives men confidence.
Going home with cash, he believed they would be even happier and have more confidence to work well.
About half an hour later, Lin Yumin and Wu Zhenping had both arranged for their remaining personnel.
The remaining personnel wouldn't have a hard time later.
They wouldn't need to be exposed to wind and sun everywhere; they just needed to ride their e-bikes to the stores and handle the handover.
During transportation, they could even sleep in a hotel every day.
This was considered a very easy job.
However, the responsibility during the handover process was not small.
Therefore, the quality requirements for the remaining personnel were quite high.
This would test Lin Yumin and Wu Zhenping's capabilities.
When necessary, they would have to come back again to ensure no accidents occurred during the cargo handover.
"Alright, those staying, go renew the lease. Those going home, go buy tickets. Remember to keep your receipts and invoices for reimbursement later,"
Lin Yumin waved his hand and said.
He also needed to pack his things and buy tickets to go home quickly.
Just then, his phone beeped; an SMS came in.
Lin Yumin opened it and saw it was a message about 20,000 yuan being deposited into his salary card.
Lin Yumin smiled knowingly after reading it.
This kid from the Old Tan family, not only had strong work ability but was also very thoughtful as a person.
Not only did he let him go home and rest for two days during a business trip, but he also thoughtfully transferred 20,000 yuan in advance.
All your worries have been taken into account.
You just need to work hard.
It must be said, it truly made one feel very comfortable.
Thinking of this, Lin Yumin had an idea and directly called Wu Zhenping.
Although they were rivals at work, privately they didn't see it that way.
Business was business, private matters were private.
To be able to leave the same company together, though not necessarily close friends, they were at least friends.
"Received the text message, Old Wu?"
"Received it. You received it too, right? This kid from the Old Tan family really knows how to handle things. He even knew to prepare some money for us to go home, haha."
"Shall we go to Old Tan's house together when we get home? The two of us can bring some dishes over?"
"Okay, Old Tan doesn't drink. How about this, each of us buys a set of clothes for his little daughter? What do you think?"
"That's a good idea! See you at Old Tan's house then."
"Okay."
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"What's there to be embarrassed about? You're classmates. By relation, you're still that kid's cousin's aunt. If he says he'll give it to you, just take it,"
Zhang Suzhi said, smiling, looking at Chen Shuyi.
Chen Shuyi, on the other hand, looked bewildered.
She, who was sleeping in at home, was woken up by an unknown call.
When she answered, it turned out to be Tan Jincheng's mother.
She was told to come pick up some electric scooter.
???
Full of doubt and confusion, she arrived at Shihua Residential Area.
She had been here before with her classmates.
Upon arrival, she indeed saw a small black electric scooter with a lightning bolt logo parked downstairs.
A middle-aged woman pushing a baby stroller was waiting nearby.
"No, isn't he running a Taobao shop and doing clothing import/export business? Why is he suddenly selling electric scooters? And that was clearly a joke, how did he actually send one?"
"Wait a minute? Shanchi? Isn't this the one endorsed by Brother Chun? It doesn't seem to be officially on the market yet, right? Where did he get it from?"
"Auntie? What I saw online is that this scooter doesn't seem to be officially launched and sold yet, right? Where did you get it from?"
Chen Shuyi dared to joke with Tan Jincheng and call her 'Auntie,' but she didn't dare genuinely call Tan Jincheng's mother 'Sister' like her cousin did.
"Don't you know? Little Tan's factory produces them themselves. They're not even available for sale in Yicheng yet. He got 10 back and said one of them was promised to you back then."
"Ah? He really makes electric scooters? I thought it was a joke at the time. Auntie, I can't accept this. It's inappropriate to receive such an expensive gift for no reason."
Zhang Suzhi smiled and handed over the key:
"Take it. I know my child. He doesn't have many friends. Pengya's family also got one. You're his deskmate, he probably considers you a friend too."
Chen Shuyi was stunned for a moment, but still refused, saying:
"But I still can't accept it. A small electric scooter costs several thousand yuan. If I ride it back like this, my parents will scold me."
"It's not free. My Jincheng said that everyone who gets a new scooter has to help him test it. Write down the pros and cons. Then their company's design department will make some optimizations based on market feedback."
After a slight pause, Zhang Suzhi continued:
"I was thinking, we older folks don't really know how to describe it. We'll tell you our experience then, and you can summarize it and send it to him."
"Take it. 10 scooters were brought back. We've already given them to everyone who was supposed to get one. If you don't take it, it'll just be sitting there, going to waste."
With that, she unhesitatingly pushed the key into Chen Shuyi's hand.
Since the matter had been put this way, Chen Shuyi could only accept:
"Thank you, Auntie. I will conscientiously write about my riding experience."
"You're welcome. We're all relatives. Do you want to come up and sit for a bit? I also have a few signed photos of the girl from the commercial. If you want one, I'll give it to you. Little Tan said those things could still sell for money, I don't know if it's true or false."
"No, no thank you. I still need to go grocery shopping. My mom comes home for lunch when she gets off work at noon."
"Alright then, I won't keep you. Come over and play when you have time."
"Okay, thank you, Auntie. Goodbye, Auntie."
Chen Shuyi, still a bit dazed, rode off on the electric scooter.
After returning home, Chen Shuyi didn't rush to buy groceries, but instead opened her computer and searched online for the keyword "Shanchi."
The search results were astounding.
Rows of information popped up, all reflecting Shanchi's current online popularity.
"National electric scooter brand partners with Super Girl popular contestant Brother Chun, becoming the first company in the electric scooter industry to invite a celebrity endorsement!"
"Can the alliance between Shanchi Vehicle Industry, founded just three months ago, and the second Super Girl popular contestant achieve a win-win?"
"If Brother Chun ultimately wins the championship, what will it bring to Shanchi Vehicle Industry?"
"Shocking! According to Brother Chun's agent, Man Yang, who inadvertently revealed, the founder of Shanchi Vehicle Industry is actually him?!"
This was the first time Chen Shuyi had seen such a sensational headline style.
She decisively clicked on it.
But there was nothing inside; it just said that the founder of Shanchi Vehicle Industry was a handsome young man, and also a fan of Brother Chun.
He put in a lot of effort to contact Brother Chun's team and exchanged sincerity for a contract, blah blah blah...
"What is this nonsense? Isn't this just trying to fool people?"
Chen Shuyi was speechless after reading the article.
After thinking for a moment, Chen Shuyi tried typing "Tan Jincheng" into the Baidu search bar.
However, nothing came up in the search results.
Qicha was only established in 2014.
In these years, to check enterprise registration information, one could only rely on their personal network.
"It really fits his personality. There's no information about him online,"
Chen Shuyi murmured to herself.
(End of chapter)
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