Royal Gold Magistrate

"Okay, you can make arrangements. You don't need to ask anything else. Let them solve the problem of food first."

"By the way, get someone to stand on the second floor of the newspaper office and punch them in. Then follow the county rules. If you're late, five cents will be deducted."

Xie Xian looked puzzled: "Master, you haven't told them about this yet."

"What are you talking about? You know what you've been debited twice."

"Also, I heard that some people sleep in bed at the newspaper office. Put a rooster in the newspaper office and put it in a cage, and let the clock-in manager poke it during working hours!"

Xie Xian wiped off his cold sweat: "Shouldn't it be enough to just ask the person in charge of clocking in to wake people up?"

Fangzheng stared at him: "What do you know! A rooster crows means that the sun is coming out, which symbolizes the rising of the morning sun."

"Work also needs to have a sense of ritual."

"After waking up, don't rush to work, go to the street to dance, shout slogans and other spirits."

"No rules, no rules! The newspaper office can only work hard for them temporarily before it makes a profit."

"During this period of time, let people go out and pull advertisements, and they can say anything when they can make money!"

"What's wrong with young people suffering? If you are afraid of suffering, you will suffer for a lifetime. If you are not afraid of hardship, you will suffer for half your life! Go!"

After Xie Xian left, Li Yuanzhao put away his notes and brought them together.

Looking at Fang Zhengyi with a face full of confusion: "Old Fang, I don't think the bonus is enough, 100 taels is a bit too much! This is several years' wages."

"And if you post it, you can post it. If it costs 100 taels, you can say 100 taels. What about one tael? Is it interesting to play with people?"

Fangzheng glanced at him sideways.

It's okay, and you know it's saving me money!

Then he said seriously: "Your Highness, this is the way of management."

"Give them a one or two and they'll be upset and expectations will be lowered."

"At this time, if you say that you will give them 100 taels, will everyone be happier?"

"It's good to just say 100 taels, but the effect is mediocre!"

"If you suppress expectations first, and then pay 100 taels, that means spending the same money to achieve better results."

"It's called expectations management! Got it?"

Li Yuanzhao scratched his head.

"Understood, but not fully understood."

Seeing his dazed look, Fangzheng couldn't help but think of himself back then.

When I first graduated and entered the company as an intern, an intern tried desperately to express himself.

Even if there is no work to do, they take the initiative to ask the leader for work.

As a result, I had to do more and more work, but I still lived happily every day due to the influence of chicken soup all the year round.

I work crazily and hard, and the leader can always see it, and then I will reach the pinnacle of life!

But this state of affairs obviously cannot last long.

Half a year later, after hanging out with old employees for a long time, he quickly evolved into the company's number one salted fish.

As long as the leader does not assign work, he will never move a finger.

When the leader assigned a job, he frantically refused, excused various difficulties, and then reluctantly agreed.

Then grind the foreign work, and wait until the end to hand over the complete work results.

In this way, not only did the work not be done much, but it performed better in the eyes of the leaders.

Soon after, the company closed down, and Fang Zhengyi also summed up a lot of experience.

But there is still another mountain, and the salted fish will be cooked one day.

Changed to a new company, due to the superb craftsmanship of the leadership, the fancy pancakes are really delicious!

He couldn't help but took a bite, but couldn't stop, and put his life in it.

.......

The so-called expectation management does not distinguish between top and bottom. It manages both leaders and grassroots.

He has always been like this with Emperor Jing.

The yield of sweet potatoes per mu is a thousand catties, and it is a matter of iron and steel.

Why!I said that the yield per mu is [-] catties.

Just play like this!One day, Chairman Dajing will be so happy that he will marry her daughter to me?

Seeing that Li Yuanzhao was still looking at him curiously, Fangzheng thought for a while and said:

"Your Highness, I will give you an example."

"Let's talk about endorsement. You have been away for so long, and His Majesty will definitely ask you about your schoolwork when you return to the palace, right?"

Li Yuanzhao nodded sharply: "Yes, yes! I still worry about this!"

"It's not like I didn't read the book at all, so I memorized ten articles, and I'm going to go back and fool around."

"Hiss... But there are only ten articles in a few months... It doesn't seem to be enough!"

"Old Fang, do you have any good ideas?"

Fangzheng smiled and nodded: "After seeing Your Majesty, you said you were busy with disaster relief and only memorized three articles."

"When His Majesty examines you, you memorize eight! The remaining two are for your own safety."

"Think about it, when His Majesty heard that you had memorized only three articles, then his expectation of you is only three articles."

"Wait for His Majesty to test you, and you memorize eight chapters in one go, how will Your Majesty feel?"

"Is he so happy? If you continue to test you, you will memorize the remaining two."

"If you are tested again, you will say that you are tired! Your Majesty will never pursue it."

"Do it again and again!"

Li Yuanzhao's eyes lit up, Lao Gao grinned, and said in surprise, "That's right! Why didn't I expect that!"

"Then what if my father doesn't take the next eight exams?"

"Then you take the initiative to memorize it, and watch your words! See if His Majesty wants to test you. If not, don't stop after memorizing three articles, and keep memorizing until the eighth!"

Li Yuanzhao couldn't help but clapped his hands, and said happily: "Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! Lao Fang, I really have you!"

"Tonight, I can return to the palace with peace of mind!"

Fangzheng thought about it carefully, and then said: "This is not enough! Your Highness, you still have to study, and it's not a problem to always be fooled!"

"Your Majesty has always had a bright eye, you can only hide it from him for a while."

"You will still be beaten if you are found out after a few days."

Li Yuanzhao immediately asked anxiously: "Then what do you say?"

"Easy to handle!" Fang Zheng said as he walked back to the reporter.

He raised his hand and said in a loud voice, "Everyone listen, there is something else to say."

"The reporters who came back from Jianjiang this time should have accumulated a lot of manuscripts."

"Within two days, a special edition of Jiangjiang disaster relief will be published, in addition to focusing on promoting the Jiangjiang model."

"I also want to focus on describing the prince's disaster relief experience, plus His Majesty's visit to Jianjiang in person, caring about the people's various deeds."

"Probably write that the crown prince spared no effort to help and arrange for the victims, and His Majesty personally went to the disaster area to condolence the lives of the people and eat with the people!"

"Of course, the difficulties of the people in Jianjiang should also be rewritten. Apart from Jianjiang, the other two prefectures also need money for disaster relief. Please appeal for donations."

"Don't write about the deeds of the disaster victims on some big and vague topics, but aim at the individual and write to me, pick out Zhang San Li Si or something, and tell him how miserable his life is!"

"That's what makes people sympathetic."

"Write it well! Make sure it's true, with real feelings, and no one is allowed to give me the word count!"

Shen Yi raised his head and asked: "Then what did you do, Mr. Fang?"

Fangzheng smiled evilly: "I'm free!"

Shen Yi realized, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Mr. Fang is really indifferent to fame and wealth, so we must write a special letter to him!

Fangzheng secretly smiled.

As soon as the newspaper was published, it not only solved the problem of the prince being beaten, but also protected himself with merit. I see who would dare to oppose me in the future!

............

It was night, and Li Yuanzhao entered the imperial study.

He greeted him first, and then sat in front of Emperor Jing.

Emperor Jing put down his imperial brush, raised his eyes to look at Li Yuanzhao, and said softly, "You have grown up so much, it's the first time you have been out for such a long time, have you missed your homework?"

"Don't indulge in having fun all day, I'm going to test you."

"Tell me."

Li Yuanzhao was full of confidence, smiled slightly, and stretched out three fingers: "I only recited three articles!"

moment!Emperor Jing's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Then he got up silently and walked to the bookshelf behind him.

Li Yuanzhao still looked at Emperor Jing expectantly.

Test me!Test me quickly!

"Come on! Capture this evil animal for me!!"

Emperor Jing shouted loudly!Then he took out a thick and long stick from the bookshelf.

Li Yuanzhao's brain didn't react at all, he was already caught and held in place.

When I saw the familiar stick, I trembled all over!

He shouted loudly: "Father! You test me!!"

Emperor Jing sneered with a black face: "Testing you? You bastard! You have memorized three articles in a few months, and you still have the face to stand in front of me!"

"I should have whipped you! Push him against the wall!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Yuanzhao was pressed against the wall by the guards with his back turned.

The whole person was about to cry, but he cried out in despair: "Father, you can't afford it!!"

Emperor Jing became even more angry: "Play? I'll let you play!!"

After all, the hard and black reinforced stick hit Li Yuanzhao's ass.

"what!!!"

The sound of wailing was heard far away... it kept reverberating in the palace...