Chapter 62

"Alright, boss, I'll call them right away. Everyone's been waiting for your word," Dong Ze was so excited that he almost jumped up. After working with such a good boss like Zhuo Chuan for so long, he had already become unaccustomed to the office politics and intrigues.

Zhuo Chuan was really good to them. According to the boss's original plan, the salary levels of some people in the development department were too high. Instead of keeping experienced, high-salary old employees, it would be better to replace them with a batch of low-salary new hires. After all, writing software could be learned by any student, and it didn't require much technical expertise.

However, Zhuo Chuan, under pressure, managed to improve the software quality and reduce maintenance costs, ensuring that these core developers received a monthly salary of over 10,000 yuan, along with other year-end bonuses. In a year, they could earn around 200,000 yuan. In a provincial capital city, which is a second-tier city in China, this was considered a top-tier income. The average white-collar worker usually earned only 4,000 to 5,000 yuan per month, and their salaries didn't increase much over the years.

This was also the fundamental reason why his ex-girlfriend, who was materialistic, had chosen him as a practical and reliable man.

"Is that Old He? Yes, the boss has started a company. Do you even need to ask about the benefits? They will definitely be much better than what we have now. As for the prospects, wasn't our old company built by the boss alone? Without the boss, could our company's products have been promoted so widely? Now, with 4 million in investment, it's much stronger than when our old company started. Alright, if you're planning to come over, I'll contact the others," Dong Ze quickly made the call. Now he felt full of energy.

Given the boss's character, he would definitely not mistreat them, even after becoming a boss. As company veterans, they wouldn't lack shares and dividends in the future.

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A week later, Zhuo Chuan was speaking confidently in a spacious conference room, which, like the adjacent office space, was rented.

"Navigate the business sea, serve the world first." Zhuo Chuan started with this phrase, which would be his public image in the modern world. Establishing this image would bring him many conveniences in his actions in the modern world.

In the modern world, he pursued soul power, which was destined to make him different from all other businessmen. Therefore, ordinary money, in his view, was just a tool to obtain soul power, and there was no need to be stingy with it.

There were about twenty people sitting below, some attracted by the outstanding benefits, and others were his former colleagues and subordinates from the old company.

"Our Tianhua Company, from the day of its establishment, will not have survival as its goal. Our goal is to ensure that every employee, after putting in sufficient effort, can obtain everything they need for their survival and development from the company. Then, we will give back to society, using our technology and strength to make this world a better place. This will not be just a slogan. When you look back on this moment in the future, you will fully understand its true meaning!"

As he spoke, Zhuo Chuan scanned the employees below. He had given many speeches before, but this was the first time he was speaking as a boss.

Among the twenty or so employees, only six or seven were moved by his words, including Dong Ze and the old employees from the previous company. They knew Zhuo Chuan's character and that he never lied to his people or made empty promises about benefits. Hearing Zhuo Chuan's declaration, they were naturally greatly inspired.

The other newly hired employees listened with serious expressions, but Zhuo Chuan, who had risen from the ranks, understood the psychology of employees well. Often, bosses thought they were touching employees with various corporate cultures and product values, but what truly moved employees was whether they received a few hundred more yuan each month or whether their year-end bonuses were more generous than before. Without good financial incentives, talking about other things in the modern society was just empty talk.

Zhuo Chuan didn't say much at the meeting. He mainly assigned the main work responsibilities, dividing the company into five major departments: Product Development, Sales, Business, Human Resources, and Finance. He designated the heads of each department and announced the new company's salary system.

When he mentioned the salary system, he noticed that everyone became excited, a stark contrast to their reactions when he talked about the company's goals and slogans.

"Our salary system is very simple. Each quarter, the finance department will calculate the highest average salary in the domestic industry, and we will multiply it by three as a base. Then, we will adjust it based on individual circumstances."

Different industries couldn't be compared, and the employees below weren't greedy. No one would compare their salary levels to the highest average salary of pilots, as the effort and risk levels were different.

However, three times the highest level in the same industry was truly a fair price, and it took effect immediately. Compared to some bosses who made empty promises about stock options and shares or talked about struggle and platforms, this was incomparably better.

After the meeting, the various department heads, who had been assigned their responsibilities, led their teams back to their respective office areas to arrange tasks.

Zhuo Chuan's own office was in the center of their office area, making it convenient for him to arrange things.

As he just entered his office and closed the door, he heard clear discussions from outside.

His hearing was now so strong that even sounds that shouldn't be noise became noise. He shook his head, thinking that he should have the decoration company install soundproofing facilities. He had no interest in eavesdropping on employees.

However, at that moment, he couldn't help but hear the discussions.

"How about it, Manager Zhao, what do you think of this new boss?"

This was Feng Ligang, the head of the Sales Department, speaking to Zhao Xinming, the head of the Human Resources Department.

These two were recruited by Zhuo Chuan through a headhunting company with an annual salary of 350,000 yuan, and they signed a three-year contract to join his newly established company. Of course, they knew about Zhuo Chuan's investment, or they wouldn't have taken the risk to join.

They had the ability, but having just taken office, they naturally didn't have any loyalty to Zhuo Chuan yet. They were still making judgments based on their past experiences.

"He's too generous to the employees. Which boss doesn't try to reduce labor costs? I've been in human resources management for so many years, and I've never seen a boss set the salary standard to three times the highest level in the industry. Isn't he just making trouble for himself? Does he think the labor costs are too low?" Zhao Xinming shook his head. A new company was most afraid of high costs, which would make it difficult to sustain.

"You're right. With such high salaries, it's easy to hire people, but the sales pressure is immense. There needs to be a large positive cash flow. Even if the boss's product is great, it's hard to generate a large cash inflow in a short time," Feng Ligang also felt the difficulty. Although the sales targets hadn't been set, just considering the future basic salary expenses, they knew how much pressure the sales team would face.