Chapter 373: Chang'e Embracing the Jade Rabbit

The two of them chatted nonsense through the door, and soon Liu Tianxian finished using the bathroom, tidied herself up, opened the door, looking all high and mighty.

Like a proud Peacock, she glanced sideways at Fang Hong beside her.

Now she no longer looked as messy as before; her hair was combed, her face washed, looking fresh and elegant, clean and neat.

Only her clothes hadn't been changed yet — still in her pajamas.

"What's with that look?" Fang Hong said.

"Just a normal look at you, what, you don't like me looking at you like this?" Liu Tianxian was very tsundere.

She was doing it on purpose — after pulling down that man's pants earlier she felt a bit guilty, so she was acting extra forceful.

"I like it, I love you looking so untamed like this — the more you're like this, the more I like it." Fang Hong said with a smile.

"Masochist."

Liu Tianxian laughed and cursed, then walked straight toward the walk-in closet; Fang Hong followed along.

Her walk-in closet was very large and very tidy — clothes, shoes, bags, accessories, everything you could want, a dazzling riot of colors, too much to take in at a glance.

For an ordinary person, this was quite luxurious.

Inside there was also a changing room; Liu Tianxian casually picked out a short-sleeve shirt and jeans, took a bra and panties from the glass cabinet, and went into the changing room.

"No peeking, okay?" Liu Tianxian said.

"I wasn't planning to peek, but with such an obvious hint from you, now I want to take a look." Fang Hong said.

"Hint my ass, careful you get a sty in your eye." Liu Tianxian threatened.

"Being able to watch Xiao Feifei change clothes, getting a sty would be worth it." Fang Hong was shameless.

"Talking nonsense." Liu Tianxian rolled her eyes at him and stopped bantering with him.

She went into the changing room, pulled the cloth curtain shut, and started changing.

Fang Hong was only saying it — he didn't actually sneak a peek at her changing, that would be too lecherous.

He just wandered around idly, looking here and there; women's clothes were all so peculiar, quite a sight to appreciate.

"Swoosh" — the cloth curtain was pulled open; Liu Tianxian tugged up her pants and saw Fang Hong standing in front of a glass cabinet, bending over and peering inside through the glass.

She walked over, looked at the various lacy bras and panties displayed in the glass cabinet, and asked curiously: "What's so interesting about my underwear?"

"Nothing, just curious — curious why it's different from mine." Fang Hong nonchalantly looked away.

"How about I let you wear it and see how it feels?" Liu Tianxian teased.

"You're crazy." Fang Hong said.

"You're the pervert, staring at my underwear without even blinking." Liu Tianxian pushed him and shoved him out.

The two of them went downstairs chatting and laughing; Liu Xiaoli was tidying up the house, glanced at the two of them, and looked especially at her daughter: "Do you even know what time it is? So lazy it's ridiculous."

"What's the matter? It's still bright out." Liu Tianxian argued back.

"Right, why don't you sleep until tomorrow morning — it's bright out then too." Don't be fooled by Liu Xiaoli's soft-spoken manner, her mouth was plenty venomous.

Of course, that was only toward her daughter; toward others she wasn't like that.

Liu Tianxian was left speechless and could only run off to the dining room to eat — she'd never won an argument against her mother anyway.

Liu Xiaoli stopped nagging her too, lowering her flag and beating her drums.

Fang Hong definitely didn't say anything — this kind of thing he couldn't get involved in, neither one was easy to provoke, neither was someone he could afford to offend.

The two of them came to the dining room; the food was still kept warm — clearly Liu Xiaoli still cared a lot about her daughter.

Liu Tianxian brought out the food — just one bowl of rice and two dishes: one was scrambled eggs with tomatoes, the other was braised spare ribs.

She asked: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Of course I have." Fang Hong said.

"Want a little more?" Liu Tianxian sat down at her seat.

"No need, I'll just watch you eat." Fang Hong actually sat beside her and watched her eat.

She ate quite daintily.

"Open your mouth." Liu Tianxian picked up a spare rib and fed it to his mouth, asking softly: "Good, right?"

Fang Hong chewed in his mouth and nodded with a "Mm."

"Here, have another piece." Liu Tianxian picked up another spare rib and held it to his mouth.

Fang Hong spat out the bone and bit down again to keep eating.

It was hard to tell whether Liu Tianxian was eating or Fang Hong was eating — whatever Liu Tianxian fed him, he ate.

After the meal, Liu Tianxian put the bowl in the sink, slung her bag over her shoulder, put on her sunglasses, hooked her arm through Fang Hong's, and headed out the door.

"Mom, we're leaving." Liu Tianxian called out.

"Come back early." Liu Xiaoli was watering the garden.

Every day was this boring and dull — enviable as hell.

The two of them didn't go anywhere else to wander around; they went to Chang'e Technology Company — at this hour going out to wander wasn't appropriate, the timing was off, and it was swelteringly hot.

Liu Tianxian just wanted to find a place to read the script, and have this man keep her company — that would be perfect.

In the past they were always like this — she quietly read the script over there, making annotations on it, and could ask about anything she didn't understand.

Fang Hong would quietly work over there; the two of them could keep each other quiet company, a sense of peaceful, beautiful years.

Even without words, it never felt boring — it was actually satisfying.

Liu Tianxian rubbed her sore, stiff neck, saw Fang Hong holding his phone over there, head lowered, fingers sliding randomly across the phone screen, and curiously sat down beside him.

The screen showed a game, somewhat similar to "Hero Glory," but the art style wasn't that of "Hero Glory."

The art style was fresh, but very simple, lacking texture.

Due to mobile game hardware limitations, it definitely couldn't have the same texture as the PC version — the graphics quality had to be cut.

"Here you are, the boss, not doing any proper work, just playing games every day like this." Liu Tianxian draped her arm over his shoulder.

"This is serious business — I'm testing our company's latest mobile game, Honor of Kings." Fang Hong said.

"You should play it on a computer. Playing on a phone is so tiring and bad for your eyes." Liu Tianxian said.

"It doesn't have computer functions yet, but you've reminded me — it's best if both platforms can play. You're really smart." Fang Hong praised her.

Developing a simulator was the right call; they couldn't abandon PC players, since some players wanted a bigger screen.

"I'm dead, I'm dead!" Liu Tianxian shouted.

The screen dimmed; the character Fang Hong was controlling had been killed.

"Here, you try it — get a feel for it." Fang Hong handed the phone to her.

"I don't know how." Liu Tianxian said.

"Just play around, give it a try, and tell me how it feels after." Fang Hong said, then coached her: "Move this way, these are skills, press them however you like."

"Oh!"

Liu Tianxian took the phone and started mashing buttons randomly.

Her expressions while playing were extremely animated, and she kept shouting things like "Oh no oh no," "Someone's coming," "Die die die!"

Her fingers couldn't keep up either, mashing skills blindly. "It lagged, why did it lag?" Liu Tianxian yelled, then it returned to normal.

Fang Hong noticed it too — the picture had stuttered for a moment!

Right now Honor of Kings was still a half-finished product and still needed polishing and optimization.

In no time, one match ended. Liu Tianxian handed the phone back and said: "Not fun?"

"Huh?! Why?" Fang Hong was surprised.

If even Liu Tianxian didn't enjoy playing it, then there was a problem with the game — because her skill level was still at the elementary school level.

Her understanding of games was also stuck at the elementary school level.

"I keep dying, can't kill anyone, and I can't keep up — it's not as easy to control as a keyboard. Plus it lags." Liu Tianxian said.

"I see."

Fang Hong understood — it still wasn't simple enough.

After all, Honor of Kings was borrowing from Hero Glory; it had to be simplified, the kind even elementary schoolers could play.

He sent Li Min a suggestion: Hero Glory could be used as reference, but it couldn't be copied wholesale — it had to be simple, even simpler.

These were two different games, not one!

Also, the optimization wasn't done well — there was lag. Even on his good phone it lagged when running; those junk phones other people had would be even worse.

Phone adaptation had to be done properly too.

After sending off his suggestions, Fang Hong didn't keep playing. Instead he pulled a printed manuscript from a drawer and showed it to her, saying: "Help me think this over — what do you think of this system?"

Liu Tianxian took it curiously and softly read the title aloud: "Putting Talent First — Valuing What You Contribute Today, and Caring About What You'll Contribute Tomorrow."

After reading it, she sighed in admiration: "That's a great title you wrote — really thoughtful."

"Look at the content below." Fang Hong pointed.

This manuscript was what he had written about the Partner System rights and treatment for Chang'e Technology.

It stated that, to plan development together, Chang'e Technology would implement a Partner System — anyone who made significant contributions to the company within five years could become a company partner.

Once you became a company partner, the starting annual salary was a million — in US dollars.

In other words, the basic minimum compensation was that much.

That was normal — Tony Ma's base salary was only seven or eight million, roughly the same as his.

Of course, this didn't include bonuses, performance pay, or equity — those would definitely be calculated separately based on individual contribution and performance, and that number wasn't fixed.

But there was another important provision: partners could enjoy a share of the company's profits. Every year Chang'e Technology would set aside 10% of profits into a partner bonus pool for the partners to divide.

For example, if annual profit was 10 billion, then 1 billion would be put into the partner bonus pool.

That profit couldn't all be distributed — if it all went out, what would Fang Hong have left to distribute to those middle and lower-level executives later?

There'd also be no profit left for other expansionary ventures.

So for now this profit share was just 10% — at least he still had 90% room to adjust.

If calculated based on later annual profits of Tencent, Alibaba, and ByteDance — at least a hundred billion — that meant Chang'e Technology would later have to put at least ten billion into the partner bonus pool.

And the distribution of this bonus pool was based on equity. For example, Zhang Lidong's 2% equity in a ten-billion bonus pool meant he could take 200 million a year.

Add his salary and other benefits on top of that, and it was an outrageous number — and he could draw from the bonus pool for life, after tax.

This was also why Zhang Lidong had changed his attitude: even after retiring, even if he stopped working, the money in that bonus pool would still include his share.

It was essentially long-term security — of course, this required actually building the company up first.

Liu Tianxian couldn't feel how outrageous these numbers were right now, but she didn't sense anything wrong with it either.

But Fang Hong had set up partner tiers. One was Long-term Partner — these could draw from the bonus pool for life.

The other was Ordinary Partner — retire at 60 or leave Chang'e Technology, and you're automatically out.

Or commit a major blunder causing significant losses to the company, and you'd also be removed.

There was also an extremely, extremely awesome right: voting rights. This right could appoint the Chief Executive Officer, Chief Operating Officer, and other high-level executives.

Meaning, to put forward a candidate — as long as a majority vote passed, that person could be appointed as the company's Chief Executive Officer, for example.

Of course, this right was still just for show. Right now the company was still Fang Hong's one-man show, and these executives were already partners themselves.

Unless the company got on track and these partners felt they could step back having accomplished their goals, only then would they talk about appointing managers to handle things for them.

But it wasn't truly handing over power — they would still participate in decision-making, and those executing would still be under the partners' control.

Essentially the partners were the council of elders, and the CEO, COO, and so on were working for them.

That was roughly the logic.

This right could be called extraordinary — it was what truly made partners feel the company was theirs.

Because the CEO and others — until they themselves stopped working and retreated behind the scenes — they were still the ones in control. The power could be said to be immense.

In terms of status, he was equivalent to a behind-the-scenes big shot.

"Honestly, I can't really tell anything either. I don't think there's any problem—it's pretty good."

Liu Tianxian took a look, then glanced at Fang Hong and said, "Why don't you find someone else to take a look for you?"

"I have looked, and I've also studied the Partner System on the market. They all follow a model of financing and going public, which doesn't match what I have in mind."

Fang Hong held her hand: "Honestly, I'm also uncertain about what Chang'e Technology can become in the future. I'm afraid that some upheaval might force me to seek financing, or some force majeure might force me to give up shares, and I'm afraid these factors will affect my control over Chang'e Technology."

This was anxiety kicking in—afraid that once the step was taken, it would plant a hidden danger, and in the future someone would kick him out, which wouldn't be fun at all.

One reason he was firmly against going public or seeking financing was a regulation: same shares, same rights.

The more shares you hold, the more rights you have. This is also why many founders end up becoming hired hands.

Even a brilliant founder like Apple's Jobs got kicked out, then was brought back as a professional manager, and died from overwork and cancer;

The McDonald brothers were kicked out of the fast-food giant McDonald's, the small shop from their early days was forced to change its name, and their story was even made into a movie;

Tesla founder Martin Eberhard—nobody even knows who he is; when people mention Tesla, they only remember Elon Musk.

That's how Hong Kong's stock and financial institutions work. Otherwise, why did Alibaba initially choose not to list in Hong Kong? Because Hong Kong had this regulation at the time.

Later, when Alibaba went to list in Hong Kong again, it was because the same-shares-same-rights regulation had been changed. That's how it is.

Jack Ma was also afraid of losing control, otherwise all his hard work would be wasted.

Fang Hong had the same worry. He was afraid that once the Partner System was implemented, he might lose control and cause trouble, or be ganged up on and screwed over, ending up done in himself—which would be laughable.

So he had always been very cautious, very careful, not daring to be too outrageous. This was his life's work.

The Jade Rabbit's scale simply couldn't compare to Chang'e's.

If you had to compare, Jade Rabbit was the pet cradled in Chang'e's arms—which is also why one was named Jade Rabbit and the other Chang'e.

From now on, Jade Rabbit would be the little baby in Chang'e's arms.

Hearing him say this, Liu Tianxian understood his concerns and asked, "How much equity do you hold now?"

"Ninety-eight percent," Fang Hong said.

He had given Zhang Lidong 2%—he didn't dare give too much.

"In the future, will you give out a lot more? Or are you afraid of being ganged up on and screwed over, or of a funding break, or of some accident forcing you to compromise?" Liu Tianxian voiced his concerns.

Fang Hong nodded—such things were common.

Liu Tianxian thought for a moment: "How about this—add one more clause: if shareholders holding more than 50% of the equity vote that a certain partner is no longer suitable, they can remove that person from the partner list through a removal mechanism."

(End of chapter)