My 1999

"This is the result of an online questionnaire survey on the Hongmeng Literature website some time ago."

Xie Wen handed over a document.

Xu Liang took it and took a look.

"Full marks?!"

Instant interest arose.

He looked directly at the identity of the person who answered the question, but it was not the name he thought, but the ID 'anhei's heart'.

Frowning slightly.

"Can I contact him?"

"He left his QQ number, we should be able to contact him."

"Is this the only perfect score?"

"On his own for now."

Further down the list, two nineties appear.

The IDs are ‘Jianfeng’ and ‘Wandering Frog’.

“Contact these three people and examine their abilities. If appropriate, hire them all to join the company. The director and editor-in-chief of Huanjian will be selected from among them.

In addition, the remaining ones who have scores over 60 are also invited to talk to each other and serve as editors for Huan Jian. " Xu Liang said.

I want to manage an online novel website.

Too literary and young is not enough.

Neither can professional managers.

It must be someone who has a sufficient understanding of the future development of online novels, which is why he asked those ten questions in the first place.

Xie Wen also guessed this and nodded in agreement.

"Are there no girls with scores above sixty?" Xu Liang asked.

In addition to Huanjian, which represents male channels, Hongmeng Literature also owns ‘HX Tianxiang’, which represents female channels.

"not yet."

"Then just wait."

——

Bang bang, bang bang...!

Fierce gunfire echoed throughout the room.

A young man with a long face and short hair, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a slight hunchback, was staring at the computer intently, holding the mouse tightly in his hand and staring nervously at the computer screen.

Sudden.

boom.

Amidst the fierce gunfire, a gangster wearing a vest fell to the ground.

"TMD, who shot me?"

Beep beep….

In the lower right corner of the computer, a fat penguin flashed.

Click to take a look.

It’s a reminder to add friends, the note is Fantasy Sword SM.

He is no stranger to the Fantasy Sword. After work, besides playing games, his favorite thing is reading novels, and he often hangs out on various Internet sites.

But the sites he often visited were successively acquired by 'Huanjian' in the past half month or so. The latter relied on its strong capital advantage to integrate dozens of personal sites, and soon relied on its huge library to become The largest online novel website on the Internet.

It has also become his most frequented place.

"What do they want from me?"

After curiously passing it, text quickly appeared in the dialogue window.

"Hello, I am the Human Resources Manager of Hongmeng Literature. Are you a 'wandering hama'?"

"I am."

"The answer sheet you submitted on our company's website seven days ago achieved a good score of 90%, which is consistent with our company's admission requirements. So if you are interested, you can come to the 14th floor of Wangjing Building, No. 9 Wangjing Middle Ring South Road, Yangchao District, Beijing , joined Hongmeng Literature.”

Wang Chao was a little confused.

At the beginning, he just answered a questionnaire just for fun, but why did he find a job inexplicably?

He hesitated.

"How is your company's treatment?"

"It depends on what kind of position you can take in the end, but even the most ordinary editor has a monthly basic salary of 800 yuan. In addition, we also pay five insurances and one fund for our employees."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

"Our company's last recruitment date is February 19."

After finally typing the word 'goodbye', Wang Chao hesitated.

He is from Siyang, and his work and family are here. He wants to go to the capital to be the editor of an online literature website, which always feels a bit unreliable.

These days, online literature is still in a stage where it is purely driven by love.

The level of trust among ordinary people is too low.

——

At five o'clock the next morning, Xu Liang woke up on time.

Practice Zhanzhuang step by step.

Although your health is in good shape after rebirth, you still need to maintain it.

Life is still very long, and it is really powerful to still have the ability to make women happy when you are seventy or eighty years old.

After a simple breakfast, he turned around and went to work without disturbing An Kaiyue, who was still sleeping.

We drove to Wangjing Building, parked the car and went upstairs.

The elevator reached the first floor and stopped.

The elevator door opened, and a short and thin young man wearing a black down jacket and glasses walked in quickly.

Then directly clicked on the 14th floor.

Xu Liang saw it and his heart moved slightly.

"Are you going to Hongmeng Literature?"

The man turned around and asked, "You too?"

"No, I'm just working upstairs."

In fact, it's past work time now. Otherwise the elevator wouldn't be so quiet.

"Brother, how about this 'Hongmeng Literature'? Isn't it a leather bag company?"

"Haha, that's not true. Have you ever played "Legend", "Millennium" or "Red Moon"?"

"Played Legend."

"Legend's parent company and Hongmeng Literature are both the same."

The man suddenly realized.

"Legend" is so popular, it must have made a lot of money. Of course, a rich company cannot be a leather company.

"Thanks."

"You are welcome."

Ding.

The elevator door opens.

Xu Liang stepped outside. The offices of Hongmeng's top executives were all on the ninth floor, including him, the CEO.

"By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is yet?" Xu Liang stopped and asked.

The man quickly said: "Wu Wenhui, where are you, brother?"

"Xu Liang."

As he finished speaking, the elevator door slowly closed.

When the other party's figure disappeared, Wu Wenhui breathed a sigh of relief.

"That guy just felt so powerful, I don't know what he was doing."

I came to the fourteenth floor with boring thoughts.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the huge Hongmeng Literature logo that took up the entire wall.

The lady at the front desk next to him, dressed in decent work clothes, looked at him with a smile.

The surrounding decoration is simple but not simple.

Wu Wenhui compared it with Founder Technology, where he currently works, and found that the design sense of just one front desk surpassed that of his own company.

He walked over with some anxiety.

"Hello, my name is Wu Wenhui, your HR manager at Hongmeng Literature. He called me three days ago."

"Hello, Mr. Wu."

As he spoke, he took out a form and asked Wu Wenhui to sign it, then turned around and led him into the Hongmeng Literature office area.

The current number of Hongmeng writers is no longer the three or two big cats and kittens at the beginning.

The technical department is already well established and the editorial team is beginning to take shape.

Including the front desk, cleaning, legal, finance, human resources and other departments, there are already more than fifty people.

The front desk brought Wu Wenhui into the conference room.

"Please wait a moment."

"OK."

The front desk came in with a glass of lemonade and left.

Not long after, Xie Wen walked in.

Wu Wenhui stood up quickly.

After shaking hands and saying hello, the two parties sat down.

"Mr. Wu, judging from the information you filled in, you graduated from the Computer Science Department of Beijing University?"

"Yes. I just graduated in July last year."

"If you were asked to choose between computers and online writing, which one would you choose?"

"Internet articles."

"You didn't seem to hesitate at all."

Wu Wenhui nodded, "My family helped me choose the computer. I was young and didn't know much about it at that time. In contrast, Internet writing is my hobby. I like reading novels. Unconstrained writing is much more interesting than cumbersome code. .”

Seeing his sincere attitude, Xie Wen nodded slightly and continued to ask: "If you were asked to be the CEO of an online literature website, how would you choose to develop?"

Wu Wenhui was a little surprised by this question. Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be joking, he frowned and thought for a while before speaking slowly.

“Establish a VIP charging system so that authors can make money.

Only by making money can we attract more people to write and provide richer content.

Richer content can attract more people to read novels, forming a positive cycle. "

"Your idea is good, but our copyright environment in China is currently difficult to support the VIP system you mentioned."

"That's true. But I believe it all depends on man-made efforts, and I also believe that the country will not allow piracy to flourish forever. It's just that there will be some difficulties at the beginning, and a certain amount of funds will be needed to keep the company running."

Xie Wen nodded.

The reason why he met Wu Wenhui in person was because after surveying all the people who answered more than 60 points, he was the person with the highest score, the strongest ability, and the most suitable person to be the CEO of Hongmeng Literature.

"Besides the VIP system, is there anything else?"

“If there are sufficient funds, I think we can provide basic salary guarantees to those excellent online writers to ensure that they can maintain a basic life and then devote themselves to writing.

Only in this way will you have time to create valuable works. "