Chapter 31 Our boss is a bit weird
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Chen Ai Ting
Chapter 31 Our boss is a bit weird
Charlene Lahiri's question is neither big nor small.
Yang Huan thought about it seriously, and organized some thoughts in his mind.
"The current football is professional football, the focus is on career. Players regard playing football as a profession. I even believe that some players do not love football at all. They just regard playing football as a profession."
"Of course, I believe that there are more and more players who hope to realize their ideals and goals by playing football to prove their self-worth, but I believe that the most fundamental thing is that this is a profession that supports themselves and their families."
Charlene Lahiri is not at all surprised by this view, it is a consensus.
"Since it is a profession, it is no different from working in a company. It's just that working in a company sells our brains and intelligence, while playing for a team sells our skills and game performance."
"So, here's a question, do you think big companies are necessarily better than small companies?"
"Of the big companies we see now, how many of them were small companies like sesame seeds a few years ago? But they have come to today step by step, developed to today, and become big companies. What qualifications do they have to look down on those small companies? Maybe those small companies will develop a new product one day, and they will be completely wiped out!"
"The same is true for football. What right do top-tier league teams look down on low-tier league teams? Are they sure to win? Not necessarily! We are a League One team, but if we meet a Premier League team, we are still confident that we will kill them. It's their luck that they don't meet us. If you don't believe me, just wait and see!"
"What I want to say is that we are a low-level league team, but we will not belittle ourselves because of this. On the contrary, we are very confident, we have ambitions, we are aggressive, and our future is bright. Therefore, we welcome everyone who holds the same philosophy and ideas as us to come to Southampton."
"Because this is a place where miracles are created!"
"Everything you think is impossible, we will do our best to make it happen!"
"We will use facts to prove that what you think is impossible is because you flinch, you are timid, you are useless, and we, Southampton, will gather a group of fearless brave men to turn the impossible into possible!"
Charlene Lahiri never expected that the interview would end up like this. Every sentence Yang Huan said gave her a very special feeling, which was crazy, but not the kind of crazy that was unrealistic.
She prefers to regard Yang Huan's words as recruiting troops, looking for some like-minded people to surround him and work with him to build the super battleship Southampton.
Suddenly, she had a kind of anticipation, she really wanted to see what kind of team Yang Huan wanted to build.
"Are you sure that what you said today will be published in the newspaper as it is?" Charlene Lahiri reminded again kindly.
She can guess that this interview will cause great controversy.
"Of course, why not?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.
"I'm afraid, then they will say you... Narcissistic." She didn't want to use too serious adjectives.
"Narcissism?" Yang Huan shook his head and laughed, "Believe me, this is an era of narcissists. If you don't even love yourself, how can others love you? Do you think that this is still the age of kneeling on the ground and trying to survive?"
"Wrong, that was the traditional era in the past, and now is the Internet era, which belongs to the era of the arrogant and the narcissist!"
"And my goal is to make Southampton the best, most narcissistic and most distinctive football club!"
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After the interview is over, Charlene Lahiri needs to tidy up the notepad, and sort out the contents by the way while taking advantage of memory.
Yang Huan walked out of the office and looked at the secretary's place outside the door.
In the absence of a secretary, this place belongs to Long Wu's territory, but this kid is nowhere to be seen now.
"Strange, where did you go?"
Yang Huan looked around.
The Southampton administrative offices are all on the first floor, and all departments can be seen at a glance.
Soon, I saw Long Wu in one of the offices next door, and Yang Huan walked over.
"I think these mobile games are too simple now, just like Fruit Ninja. It's not difficult, and you get bored after playing for a long time. Is there a more complicated game, preferably one with many twists and turns and complicated puzzles?"
As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard Long Wu's voice from a distance.
He also said the same thing to Yang Huan, and asked Yang Huan to find someone to develop several mobile games that suit his taste.
"There is no way, Mr. Long Wu!"
The person who spoke was a young and fresh face, about 25 or [-] years old, with a very gentle appearance, wearing a pair of glasses with profound myopia, black hair and yellow skin, standard Chinese, and also speaking Chinese.
"Mobile games seem simple on the surface, but they are actually very different from traditional computer games. Traditional computer games have a lot of memory, but mobile phones have limited traffic. There is no way to make such a large and complex game as you said."
"Moreover, mobile games mainly target user groups who spend more time playing games in fragmented time, so the game must be designed to be simple and easy to use, and strive to attract as many users as possible within this fragmented time."
"You mean, there is no such game that I want to play?" Long Wu was full of disappointment.
Yang Huan outside was secretly amused.
The mainstream group of mobile games are indeed playing in fragments of time, but Long Wu is different, he is playing almost day and night. According to the classification, he is more suitable for playing computer games, but he just holds on to a mobile phone.
The glasses brother smiled, comforted him and said, "Actually, there is no need to be disappointed, maybe there will be in the future."
Yang Huan heard this and walked in, "Have you ever made mobile games?"
The guy with glasses was a little surprised when he saw Yang Huan barging in suddenly, but he was also a newcomer, and he thought Yang Huan was an employee of the company, so he nodded with a smile, "Yeah, when I was in college, I thought it was fun with a few classmates, so I designed two mobile games and some mobile software, but they didn't finish well, so they left."
Yang Huan winked at Long Wu, walked over, and sat down in front of them, "Are you Chinese?"
"My name is Zhu Liangcheng, from Qingdao."
Qingdao and Southampton are sister cities, and many students from China come to Southampton and even the UK to study.
"Then you are now..." Yang Huan saw that he was not wearing a badge.
"Oh, I'm a new technician, and I'm responsible for helping the club develop the official mobile app."
Yang Huan seemed to have heard Sun Yue mention this. It is said that he wanted to make it easier for those fans to swear at others. He said that he could swear by a few touch screens. At that time, he thought it was good and interesting, so he agreed.
"By the way, you just said that you have several classmates, how many are there?" Yang Huan asked again.
"Seven or eight of them are all from China. They have similar majors and live together. This situation is normal in foreign countries. We are all Chinese. We live together so that we can take care of each other."
Yang Huan nodded, "Where are they now?"
"They all went to work, one went to Philips, and two even joined IBM's research center." Mentioning this, Zhu Liangcheng felt a little ashamed, "I'm the worst of them, but I just don't like the rules and regulations of big companies, and find it troublesome."
"Me too!" Yang Huan felt the same way. Although he is a rich second generation now, he was a wage earner in his previous life.
"Brother, you also come here to work, right?" Zhu Liangcheng obviously came here personally.
Yang Huan smiled inwardly, neither affirming nor denying, "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing, I heard that the boss of Southampton is also Chinese and rich, but his temper is a bit weird."
"You have a weird temper?" Yang Huan wondered in his heart, "Why is it weird?"
"Oh, the manager Sun who invited me in said that our boss likes to be flattered, so we have to talk nicely when we see him. The more you talk, the more disgusting you are, the happier the boss is. Do you think it's weird?" Zhu Liangcheng laughed.
This scene is the same as in all offices, where employees secretly talk about the boss's right and wrong in private.
Yang Huan secretly laughed, you Sun Yue, you motherfucker, dare to say behind my back that I like to be flattered?
I think you kid is tired of life crooked!
Seeing Yang Huan's face, Long Wu knew that Sun Yue was going to be in trouble, so he secretly pulled Zhu Liangcheng's hand, pointed at Yang Huan, and motioned him to stop talking nonsense.
"What's the matter?" Zhu Liangcheng still didn't understand.
Just at this time, Charlene Lahiri packed her things and came out of Yang Huan's office.
As soon as the beauty appeared, she immediately became a beautiful scenery in the office.
Charlene Lahiri walked to the door and said goodbye to Yang Huan, "I'm going first, I'll write the manuscript later, and I'll send it to you for confirmation!"
"Remember, you still owe me a meal!" Yang Huan didn't hold back either.
At this time, Zhu Liangcheng even a pig would have guessed that the handsome guy in his twenties in front of him was the boss he mentioned just now. Fortunately, he thought that the boss in Southampton should be at least a middle-aged man in his 40s or [-]s.
When Yang Huan turned his head again, Zhu Liangcheng's expression became like that of a pig's liver, and he felt desperate. Could it be that he was going to be fired on the first day of work?
"Don't be nervous, I'm not a guy with a bad temper, do you think I look like me?" Yang Huan asked, spreading his hands.
At this time, Zhu Liangcheng didn't dare to say that he was dead, so he shook his head desperately.
"Don't think that I'm the kind of devil boss who kills people without blood. I'm actually not bad."
Zhu Liangcheng's head changed from bobbing left and right to nodding up and down.
"I believe that you are also a very good employee. It's just that you were misled by traitors and misunderstood me."
"Yeah." Zhu Liangcheng nodded even more vigorously.
If Sun Yue was on the scene at this moment, he would definitely consider screwing his head off.
"But, we have rules here, so I can't justify not punishing you."
Zhu Liangcheng's face immediately became embarrassing. He didn't expect to be fired after talking so much.
"I'm short of people around me who can make mobile software and games. You are responsible for helping me find them. I'll give you two days. The more the better, but what I want is that kind of elite talent, not those half-baked guys."
Without waiting for Zhu Liangcheng to agree, Yang Huan continued: "If you do well in this matter, then you don't need to help his mother's Sun Yue. I will set up a company and you will be the boss."
"Really?" Zhu Liangcheng's eyes lit up, is there such a good thing?
Not only did he not fire, but he was promoted and raised?
He just came to work!
Yang Huan smiled lightly, although he wished he could stretch Sun Yue's tendons and skin him now, but Sun Yue is very shrewd and quick-witted in his actions, so the person he likes will definitely not be so bad.
"Don't be too happy too early. If you don't do well in this matter, you can get out of here, so I won't be upset."
Zhu Liangcheng finally understood that this was a test Yang Huan gave him.
If the boss is satisfied with what he has done, he will be promoted and raised, become the general manager, become the CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life.
Thinking about it carefully, he was really a little excited!
In other words, the boss is not only a little weird, but very weird.
Still, weirdly cute!
(End of this chapter)
Charlene Lahiri's question is neither big nor small.
Yang Huan thought about it seriously, and organized some thoughts in his mind.
"The current football is professional football, the focus is on career. Players regard playing football as a profession. I even believe that some players do not love football at all. They just regard playing football as a profession."
"Of course, I believe that there are more and more players who hope to realize their ideals and goals by playing football to prove their self-worth, but I believe that the most fundamental thing is that this is a profession that supports themselves and their families."
Charlene Lahiri is not at all surprised by this view, it is a consensus.
"Since it is a profession, it is no different from working in a company. It's just that working in a company sells our brains and intelligence, while playing for a team sells our skills and game performance."
"So, here's a question, do you think big companies are necessarily better than small companies?"
"Of the big companies we see now, how many of them were small companies like sesame seeds a few years ago? But they have come to today step by step, developed to today, and become big companies. What qualifications do they have to look down on those small companies? Maybe those small companies will develop a new product one day, and they will be completely wiped out!"
"The same is true for football. What right do top-tier league teams look down on low-tier league teams? Are they sure to win? Not necessarily! We are a League One team, but if we meet a Premier League team, we are still confident that we will kill them. It's their luck that they don't meet us. If you don't believe me, just wait and see!"
"What I want to say is that we are a low-level league team, but we will not belittle ourselves because of this. On the contrary, we are very confident, we have ambitions, we are aggressive, and our future is bright. Therefore, we welcome everyone who holds the same philosophy and ideas as us to come to Southampton."
"Because this is a place where miracles are created!"
"Everything you think is impossible, we will do our best to make it happen!"
"We will use facts to prove that what you think is impossible is because you flinch, you are timid, you are useless, and we, Southampton, will gather a group of fearless brave men to turn the impossible into possible!"
Charlene Lahiri never expected that the interview would end up like this. Every sentence Yang Huan said gave her a very special feeling, which was crazy, but not the kind of crazy that was unrealistic.
She prefers to regard Yang Huan's words as recruiting troops, looking for some like-minded people to surround him and work with him to build the super battleship Southampton.
Suddenly, she had a kind of anticipation, she really wanted to see what kind of team Yang Huan wanted to build.
"Are you sure that what you said today will be published in the newspaper as it is?" Charlene Lahiri reminded again kindly.
She can guess that this interview will cause great controversy.
"Of course, why not?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.
"I'm afraid, then they will say you... Narcissistic." She didn't want to use too serious adjectives.
"Narcissism?" Yang Huan shook his head and laughed, "Believe me, this is an era of narcissists. If you don't even love yourself, how can others love you? Do you think that this is still the age of kneeling on the ground and trying to survive?"
"Wrong, that was the traditional era in the past, and now is the Internet era, which belongs to the era of the arrogant and the narcissist!"
"And my goal is to make Southampton the best, most narcissistic and most distinctive football club!"
…………
…………
After the interview is over, Charlene Lahiri needs to tidy up the notepad, and sort out the contents by the way while taking advantage of memory.
Yang Huan walked out of the office and looked at the secretary's place outside the door.
In the absence of a secretary, this place belongs to Long Wu's territory, but this kid is nowhere to be seen now.
"Strange, where did you go?"
Yang Huan looked around.
The Southampton administrative offices are all on the first floor, and all departments can be seen at a glance.
Soon, I saw Long Wu in one of the offices next door, and Yang Huan walked over.
"I think these mobile games are too simple now, just like Fruit Ninja. It's not difficult, and you get bored after playing for a long time. Is there a more complicated game, preferably one with many twists and turns and complicated puzzles?"
As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard Long Wu's voice from a distance.
He also said the same thing to Yang Huan, and asked Yang Huan to find someone to develop several mobile games that suit his taste.
"There is no way, Mr. Long Wu!"
The person who spoke was a young and fresh face, about 25 or [-] years old, with a very gentle appearance, wearing a pair of glasses with profound myopia, black hair and yellow skin, standard Chinese, and also speaking Chinese.
"Mobile games seem simple on the surface, but they are actually very different from traditional computer games. Traditional computer games have a lot of memory, but mobile phones have limited traffic. There is no way to make such a large and complex game as you said."
"Moreover, mobile games mainly target user groups who spend more time playing games in fragmented time, so the game must be designed to be simple and easy to use, and strive to attract as many users as possible within this fragmented time."
"You mean, there is no such game that I want to play?" Long Wu was full of disappointment.
Yang Huan outside was secretly amused.
The mainstream group of mobile games are indeed playing in fragments of time, but Long Wu is different, he is playing almost day and night. According to the classification, he is more suitable for playing computer games, but he just holds on to a mobile phone.
The glasses brother smiled, comforted him and said, "Actually, there is no need to be disappointed, maybe there will be in the future."
Yang Huan heard this and walked in, "Have you ever made mobile games?"
The guy with glasses was a little surprised when he saw Yang Huan barging in suddenly, but he was also a newcomer, and he thought Yang Huan was an employee of the company, so he nodded with a smile, "Yeah, when I was in college, I thought it was fun with a few classmates, so I designed two mobile games and some mobile software, but they didn't finish well, so they left."
Yang Huan winked at Long Wu, walked over, and sat down in front of them, "Are you Chinese?"
"My name is Zhu Liangcheng, from Qingdao."
Qingdao and Southampton are sister cities, and many students from China come to Southampton and even the UK to study.
"Then you are now..." Yang Huan saw that he was not wearing a badge.
"Oh, I'm a new technician, and I'm responsible for helping the club develop the official mobile app."
Yang Huan seemed to have heard Sun Yue mention this. It is said that he wanted to make it easier for those fans to swear at others. He said that he could swear by a few touch screens. At that time, he thought it was good and interesting, so he agreed.
"By the way, you just said that you have several classmates, how many are there?" Yang Huan asked again.
"Seven or eight of them are all from China. They have similar majors and live together. This situation is normal in foreign countries. We are all Chinese. We live together so that we can take care of each other."
Yang Huan nodded, "Where are they now?"
"They all went to work, one went to Philips, and two even joined IBM's research center." Mentioning this, Zhu Liangcheng felt a little ashamed, "I'm the worst of them, but I just don't like the rules and regulations of big companies, and find it troublesome."
"Me too!" Yang Huan felt the same way. Although he is a rich second generation now, he was a wage earner in his previous life.
"Brother, you also come here to work, right?" Zhu Liangcheng obviously came here personally.
Yang Huan smiled inwardly, neither affirming nor denying, "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing, I heard that the boss of Southampton is also Chinese and rich, but his temper is a bit weird."
"You have a weird temper?" Yang Huan wondered in his heart, "Why is it weird?"
"Oh, the manager Sun who invited me in said that our boss likes to be flattered, so we have to talk nicely when we see him. The more you talk, the more disgusting you are, the happier the boss is. Do you think it's weird?" Zhu Liangcheng laughed.
This scene is the same as in all offices, where employees secretly talk about the boss's right and wrong in private.
Yang Huan secretly laughed, you Sun Yue, you motherfucker, dare to say behind my back that I like to be flattered?
I think you kid is tired of life crooked!
Seeing Yang Huan's face, Long Wu knew that Sun Yue was going to be in trouble, so he secretly pulled Zhu Liangcheng's hand, pointed at Yang Huan, and motioned him to stop talking nonsense.
"What's the matter?" Zhu Liangcheng still didn't understand.
Just at this time, Charlene Lahiri packed her things and came out of Yang Huan's office.
As soon as the beauty appeared, she immediately became a beautiful scenery in the office.
Charlene Lahiri walked to the door and said goodbye to Yang Huan, "I'm going first, I'll write the manuscript later, and I'll send it to you for confirmation!"
"Remember, you still owe me a meal!" Yang Huan didn't hold back either.
At this time, Zhu Liangcheng even a pig would have guessed that the handsome guy in his twenties in front of him was the boss he mentioned just now. Fortunately, he thought that the boss in Southampton should be at least a middle-aged man in his 40s or [-]s.
When Yang Huan turned his head again, Zhu Liangcheng's expression became like that of a pig's liver, and he felt desperate. Could it be that he was going to be fired on the first day of work?
"Don't be nervous, I'm not a guy with a bad temper, do you think I look like me?" Yang Huan asked, spreading his hands.
At this time, Zhu Liangcheng didn't dare to say that he was dead, so he shook his head desperately.
"Don't think that I'm the kind of devil boss who kills people without blood. I'm actually not bad."
Zhu Liangcheng's head changed from bobbing left and right to nodding up and down.
"I believe that you are also a very good employee. It's just that you were misled by traitors and misunderstood me."
"Yeah." Zhu Liangcheng nodded even more vigorously.
If Sun Yue was on the scene at this moment, he would definitely consider screwing his head off.
"But, we have rules here, so I can't justify not punishing you."
Zhu Liangcheng's face immediately became embarrassing. He didn't expect to be fired after talking so much.
"I'm short of people around me who can make mobile software and games. You are responsible for helping me find them. I'll give you two days. The more the better, but what I want is that kind of elite talent, not those half-baked guys."
Without waiting for Zhu Liangcheng to agree, Yang Huan continued: "If you do well in this matter, then you don't need to help his mother's Sun Yue. I will set up a company and you will be the boss."
"Really?" Zhu Liangcheng's eyes lit up, is there such a good thing?
Not only did he not fire, but he was promoted and raised?
He just came to work!
Yang Huan smiled lightly, although he wished he could stretch Sun Yue's tendons and skin him now, but Sun Yue is very shrewd and quick-witted in his actions, so the person he likes will definitely not be so bad.
"Don't be too happy too early. If you don't do well in this matter, you can get out of here, so I won't be upset."
Zhu Liangcheng finally understood that this was a test Yang Huan gave him.
If the boss is satisfied with what he has done, he will be promoted and raised, become the general manager, become the CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life.
Thinking about it carefully, he was really a little excited!
In other words, the boss is not only a little weird, but very weird.
Still, weirdly cute!
(End of this chapter)
