Author: A willow tree in the eternal blue sky

TOP's software park in Huating is very big.

It covers an area of ​​several thousand acres.

In addition to the dense garden-style office buildings in the huge park, there are also many villas used as homes for future executives.

The office building next to it has stopped construction a long time ago and is completely deserted, with unfinished buildings standing there.

Everyone is also surprised that Buqiao has no money to fix things.

However, the villa area has been built early, which is in stark contrast to it.

That made Fangyuan believe the words in the "21st Century Economic Report" even more.

Is the group company really prepared to force the local land to be denatured and sell some of the residential houses to meet the urgent needs?

In fact, it is quite understandable.

It's normal to sell those residential projects and then build a real software park with the money.

This is wrong, the square circle can show that the minds of businessmen are indeed beyond the imagination of their programmers.

"Our mission will be completed in the villa there. Confidential projects are no longer old, and we all know what to ask for."

The person leading the team was the leader of the security team. He had a pair of dead eyes and an uneasy expression on his face, which made it difficult for everyone to ask questions.

Many people even feel that it has a long-lost taste.

One by one, Wang handed over his bags, got into the car and walked in with his bags in hand.

The inside of the villa is empty, except for some PVC pipes and wires, and it doesn't look like a rough house at all.

How the hell do you work?

When everyone was confused, the door behind them was closed from the outside.

The living room immediately became dark.

The sun shines brightly again in a blink of an eye.

The lighting above everyone's heads had a high wattage and looked like construction site lights. It was very dazzling.

After getting used to the strong light, I realized that the windows there were all welded shut with iron sheets from the outside.

"What are we begging for?! Let them out!" Everyone rushed to the door and shouted.

"I heard that some of us are good at using keyboards?" a voice thought from behind.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this and slowly turned around.

Those with sharp eyes saw a camera on the ceiling with two speakers.

Fangyuan recognized the voice of the security team leader.

The meaning behind Bu Nao's words was so confusing that they were all confused.

The team leader smiled scornfully, "I heard that we are publicizing on the Internet that their security team is KGB?"

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and everyone stood there dumbfounded.

The Internet is just complaining, so they just lock people up?

"Brother Wang, that's not the case, is it? If you have something to say, let's talk about it. The brothers did complain a few times, but I..."

The deputy manager of the department, Zhou Yan, kept silent. At this time, he looked at the camera with a ridiculous look on his face.

What the hell is that?

But the team leader replied with a smile, "Of course not, they just keep their mouths shut. If we describe their security team that way, does that mean they are wrong about their work?"

Everyone's faces showed a wry smile.

The loudspeaker over there sounded again, and his tone was very joking, "But if we say bad things about the company, it will make it difficult for them. Especially Mr. Chairman."

The team leader paused and continued very sincerely, "The chairman is very angry, and the consequences will be serious!"

The team leader's almost teasing words made Zhou Yan go berserk. He turned around and kicked the door, "Wang Er! I'm going to open the door for me!"

angry?

Are you going to illegally detain them when you are angry?

"He told me! Is what we did illegal? Is that illegal detention?" Zhou Yan's angry voice echoed in the hall.

The team leader's voice was full of ridicule, "Illegal? No, no, no, they are very legal. We signed the mission letter, and now is the time to go on mission."

After saying that, the sound of legs flicking paper came from the loudspeaker.

"Look, our mission statement says mission no: Complete a system in 30 days?

Oops, I'm sorry, that old man of his can't read foreign languages."

"Where is it! He remembered that he didn't write any tasks here!" Zhou Yan roared.

Everyone also stared in fear, carefully recalling the contents of the mission statement.

Fangyuan's brain was empty and red.

He didn't look carefully at all.

After coming to TOP for so many years, he signed dozens of such orders.

If there is a unified template, employees need to sign their names.

When you sign something like that for the first time, everyone is very curious and will read it carefully.

But if you sign too many, you will naturally not take it seriously.

Sometimes they are kept secret, and the project names are not filled in after the fact. Even for some military projects, the project names are not code names.

The team leader chuckled, "It's clearly written on the back! Why don't we scholars read things so carefully?

Here! Take a closer look."

After that, a piece of A4 paper was stuffed through the crack of the door.

When Zhou Yan picked it up and looked at it, his lungs were filled with anger.

The front half of the page is blank and red, but the task requirements are written in very small fonts on the back. The core is "Complete the construction of the XXXMIS system in 30 days."

That XXX is not XXX, it’s very child’s play.

"Don't bother. What kind of virtue do they have? Others don't understand it. Don't I understand Zhou Yan very well?" A voice came from Lou Zai behind him.

Everyone who turned around looked at him and saw that they were all acquaintances.

"Lao Gao? Lao Zhu? Very Lao Zhuang?" Zhou Yan opened his mouth wide and shouted unconsciously.

Fangyuan screamed, "Master? Why am I there?"

Gao Youping twitched the corner of his mouth, trying to beg for a smile, but Bu Nao touched the injury at the corner of his mouth, and he immediately bared his teeth and said after a while,

"A few of them did private work, signed a part-time labor agreement, and were sent there."

Or maybe they themselves were blinded by money, and when they heard about private jobs with lucrative rewards, they took annual leave one after another.

Several people came to the east of the building. Lao Zhu looked at Zhou Yan with a look of relief, "I didn't expect that, Zhou Yan, when we drove them away, didn't I and Wang Er become brothers?"

Zhou Yan smiled bitterly at Quanfu, "He advised us at the beginning not to make mistakes with the company."

Lao Zhuang sneered, "What now?"

Zhou Yan was speechless.

In the new millennium, a "risk fund incident" occurred in TOP. A "very accidental" incident initially evolved into a large-scale group network conflict, and the mistake caused TOP's programmers.

According to the regulations of the TOP Group's risk fund system, employees with a monthly salary of more than 2,000 yuan must deduct 40% of the risk fund, and 20% will be returned every quarter. The proportion of the 20% refund will be determined at the end of the year based on the annual assessment.

In fact, it is easy to understand, as long as the performance of the job is rounded.

When TOP started its performance-based work plan, unlike those smart companies in later generations, they directly agreed on the performance ratio instead of paying it first and then deducting it and then refunding it.

The essence is the same thing, but the way it is done is different, which is very challenging to human nature.

In April 2000, because wages were delayed for many months and TOP's human resources department did not provide any explanation, some employees took the opportunity to protest around the issue of risk compensation.

Starting from a post posted by network engineers led by Yanhuang Online and Huating Research Institute, hundreds of TOP technicians vented their dissatisfaction on external BBSs, and some even forwarded the posts to external forums such as Netcom, Xinlang, and Tianzhiya.

TOP's response was not to delete the post, close the forum, and fire the group of people who posted it.

The several former employees in front of me were the ones who were fired, and the person who spoke to them on behalf of the company was Zhou Yan.

Should he drive them out quickly, or should Zhou Yan call the security team to handle it?

The whole process of eviction should be explained as "gentle and gentle."

At that time, Zhou Yan had no choice. He wanted to continue to stay in TOP and move east, so he had to do that.

I don't know why they came in.

"Like us, you like to play with the keyboard."

When faced with his question, the loudspeaker rang.
To be continued...