Chapter 38: Huang Ping’s employment tests
Fangcheng Studio.
Huang Ping sat nervously in the living room, tugging on his collar from time to time so that he could breathe.
He joined Tianyi after graduation. He has not moved for nine years and does not have much interview experience.
Now that we are here with our former competitors, we will naturally feel a little nervous.
Since his reputation is not very good now, Huang Ping is even ready to take the initiative to cut his salary.
Not 18,000, not 12,000, just 10,000, the nine-year-old plans to take it home.
While waiting for Fang Cheng, he observed the surrounding environment.
Fangcheng's studio is very large, and Teacher Shen, the first generation of gamers in China, is so proud that he directly hired a floor to be used as a studio.
Moreover, the other party is also someone that Tianyi CEO particularly wants. He claims that as long as Mr. Shen comes, Tianyi will definitely give him a studio without any questions.
As the opponent's proud disciple, Fang Cheng proved as soon as he appeared that a famous teacher gave birth to a great disciple, and it was reasonable for him to get so many resources.
He didn't wait too long when the door to the studio was opened and producer Fang Cheng walked in.
After seeing the other party again, Huang Ping suddenly felt dizzy.
Not only the other person's appearance, but also the aura of the other person.
Two free and very attractive games, one with sales exceeding 300,000 and still rising, these three games have established each other's identity as a cutting-edge producer, which makes Fangcheng have a sense of divinity.
Especially "Princess Dungeon", it did not consume emotions or play the tragedy card, but actually demonstrated its strength with the quality of the game. It is one of the few gamers in recent years who has proven itself with hard power.
Standing up, Huang Ping shook hands with Fang Cheng nervously, then took out his resume and previous portfolio, and said to Fang Cheng: "This is my previous work, please give me some advice." Although he has been in the industry longer than
Fang Cheng It has been nine years, but in front of this kind of cutting-edge producer, Huang Ping doesn't dare to show off at all.
However, Fang Cheng just flipped through it hastily, then counted it with his fingers and nodded with satisfaction.
Putting his resume aside, Fang Cheng asked, "Mr. Huang, could you please tell me what your previous salary was?"
Now that it has come out, the previous salary confidentiality agreement no longer applies.
Moreover, in such a private occasion, Huang Ping was not worried that Fang Cheng would leak the secret, so he immediately said: "Eighteen thousand."
"Eighteen thousand..."
Huang Ping was about to explain that he could surrender when he noticed that Fang Cheng had a thoughtful expression on his face. Salary, Fang Cheng turned to the pretty employee at the door and said, "Xu Qingling, how much is Xiaodouzi's salary?"
"Twelve thousand, what's wrong?"
"We can increase Xiaodouzi's salary to Thirty-six thousand?"
"Why!" Xiao Doudou, who was adjusting the values, raised his head from the computer table in fear and looked at Fang Cheng in surprise.
"Because I read online that if employees change jobs, doesn't their salary have to be doubled? Mr. Huang's salary was 18,000 before, so it's normal for it to double to 36, right?" "What does that have to do with
me?" Xiaodouzi Continue to ask.
"It is said on the Internet that when new employees come in, their wages are higher than those of old employees. This matter is harmful to the old employees. So I decided to increase your salary. There should be no problem." "You
said it online, Can this kind of thing be considered normal? Xu Qingling, please tell the boss! Stop spending money randomly!"
"The increase is not big, I think there is no problem." Xu Qingling said confused.
"Are you the second generation rich?"
Just like that, due to the addition of new employees, Xiaodouzi's salary inexplicably quadrupled.
Although the bulk of his income still comes from bonuses, the sudden increase in salary still made Xiaodouzi laugh for a long time.
The one who was even more shocked was Huang Ping.
He was prepared for a salary cut, but he didn't expect that his salary would double in a few minutes.
If it weren't for Fang Cheng's reputation, he would have suspected that he was involved in an Internet scam and would soon be sent to a small country in the south.
Dizzy, he sat down next to Xiaodouzi, and another employee gift bag was presented to him.
After drying the spiritual grass he planted into tea leaves and pressing the spiritual energy into the essential oil, Fang Cheng gave two gifts to Huang Ping, and then said to Huang Ping: "Your work station is next to Xiaodouzi, and your position is the chief planner. , responsible for adjusting the gameplay of the new game together with Xiaodouzi." "New game!" Huang Ping was shocked, "How fast are you making the game?" "
Because the boss did it." Xiaodouzi said seriously.
Looking at the serious Xiaodouzi, Huang Ping was greatly shocked.
It’s been a long time since I worked outside. Have all studios outside now evolved to this level?
An all-powerful producer, a second-generation executive, and a fanatical believer. Why is this studio so weird?
After calming down for a while, Huang Pingping went to Fangcheng and left, and said to Xiaodouzi next to him: "I didn't ask many questions just now, when do we clock in to work?" "
Usually we go to work at half past nine, get off at five o'clock, and leave at twelve o'clock in the middle You can rest at half past one. If you have nothing to do, you can leave at this time. If you are in a bad mood, you can also work from home."
Huang Ping took a breath: "So relaxed? Don't work overtime?"
Hearing the word "overtime" , Xiaodouzi sighed.
The familiar reaction made Huang Ping relax a little.
After all, which game company doesn’t work overtime?
Games are basically mental work. The boss cannot calculate the work by pieces, but can only use working hours to measure whether employees have worked hard.
Coupled with some scabs adding fuel to the flames and crazy involution, the old employees even regarded the overtime hours as their own merits.
Huang Ping's requirements are not high either. 996 is normal, and he can handle 007.
After sighing, Xiaodouzi said faintly: "If you don't add it..."
"I'm just saying...how could you not add it! How could you be so fast if you didn't add it!"
"I would like to add it. I stay with the boss every day. Around me, it is my hobby to admire the boss's honor. But... the boss won't let me."
Looking at Xiaodouzi who looked like he was mourning for his heir, Huang Ping felt that he was seriously ill.
"That's right."
Executive Xu Qingling came up behind the two of them at some point: "Every day I think about how to make up excuses to ask the boss to work overtime, but the boss just won't do it. If you look like that, stay and let people watch more How about a while?"
Complaining about the boss can enhance the relationship between employees.
But Huang Ping knew for the first time that the boss's refusal to work overtime could actually become a point of complaint.
Just when Huang Ping was stunned, Xu Qingling said to Huang Ping: "Huang Ping, could you please give me a bank card number to use as your salary card?" "
Oh, okay."
After providing the card number, Huang Ping accepted it not long after. The bank card payment notification arrived.
"[Rongcheng Bank] Dear customer: Your account has received a transfer of 36,000 yuan, and the balance..."
Huang Ping felt numb after seeing this text message.
Standing up, he ran all the way to the opposite side of Xu Qingling, then pointed to the text message and asked, "Did you send the money in the wrong way?"
"That's right, the boss's request. He thinks you are a rare talent, and he feels that you have been a little a little bit lately. I'm short of money, so I was asked to pay my salary in advance."
"No tax deduction?"
Xu Qingling looked at Huang Ping in confusion: "Our salary income is after tax. Ah, I understand, the entry bonus I forgot to give it to you. Sorry, don't tell the boss."
Xu Qingling smiled sheepishly and transferred another four thousand yuan.
Huang Ping returned to his work station holding his bank card and touched his waist.
Well... if a
person loses a waist, he should still be able to survive, right?
(End of chapter)