Chapter 457: How an Artist Is Trained

The auditorium gradually quieted down. In this kind of occasion, Li Dongling being able to say such words made a group of Dongling High-Tech department managers, supervisors, and staff representatives feel that Li Dongling was definitely not joking.

Song Yajun, Tao Zhiliang, and other Dongling High-Tech supervisor-level personnel, who were also the backbone, couldn't help but speculate on the meaning of Li Dongling's words.

Li Dongling was doing this to give Dongling High-Tech a preventive injection in advance for the storm coming in the second half of the year and next year.

Although since last year, Li Dongling had Dongling High-Tech start preparing for the storm that Soros and Wall Street were about to set off, in this world, it's hard to say there is anything foolproof.

To say Dongling High-Tech would not be affected at all is absolutely impossible, especially since a large part of Dongling High-Tech's revenue is overseas. Once Southeast Asia or even Asia has a situation, this part of the revenue basically doesn't need to be counted on.

Therefore, Li Dongling needs to give Dongling High-Tech a reminder, at least to have psychological preparation, not to fight a battle without preparation, otherwise they will definitely stumble when the time comes!

"People are not as good as old friends. I hope that next year and in the future, Dongling High-Tech's annual meeting can still be as usual, and I hope to still see familiar faces at the annual meeting!"

Hearing Li Dongling's words, many executives in the auditorium showed worry in their eyes. They knew Li Dongling's style—he rarely shoots without a target. Since he said this, there must be some hidden situation.

The former "old ox" Song Yajun also looked at Tao Zhiliang, and both of them showed thick uneasiness in their eyes.

They have suffered, experienced not being able to pay wages, being laid off, the whole family worrying about their livelihood, and even being hungry. They are the least willing to return to the kind of days they had before. They are the ones who least hope for any changes in Dongling High-Tech.

When Li Dongling went down, after Ren Yuefeng and several other executives spoke a few words, the entire annual meeting also kicked off.

Unlike previous years, starting this year, the performances on the Dongling High-Tech annual meeting stage were mainly by invited guest performers, including the provincial drama troupe, circus troupe, crosstalk performances, etc.

However, from the reaction below the stage, it could be seen that these programs, which were the most popular in previous years, could no longer attract the attention of young people. The response to the performances was mediocre. Ren Yuefeng, Hu Zixian, and Tao Zhiliang could still watch them, but the young staff of Dongling High-Tech were all burying their heads in eating!

On the contrary, when the champion of "Super Girl," Shen Yunjun, who was from Hanxi, appeared, the scene erupted in huge cheers, which shows that the direction of the entertainment trend had completely changed.

While the performances were going on, dishes began to be served to the tables. Dongling High-Tech's annual meeting was still the same as the first one—not letting people sit and drink the northwest wind, then listening to people on stage blabbering. They were all sitting at tables with their family members, eating a big meal.

Of course, a few years ago, the roast lamb, roast chicken, and braised pork elbows eaten at Dongling High-Tech's annual meeting were definitely big meals for those attending. But now, the salaries of Dongling High-Tech staff had started to increase, especially for the salaries of supervisors like Song Yajun and Tao Zhiliang, eating meat was not a problem at all.

"Please invite Dongling High-Tech marketing manager Zhang Ao to the stage to announce the first Dongling High-Tech annual outstanding employee and award!"

The host of Pingyang TV station, who was acting as the annual meeting host, shouted to the stage during the program performance, attracting the attention of everyone in the auditorium.

Zhang Ao, who was in a suit and was now Li Dongling's right-hand man in media reports, helping Dongling High-Tech charge into battle and laying down half the country, walked up.

He was also the man in media reports who was the best marketing and publicity manager in Asia, and the case of the Shenzhou digital cordless phone against Siemens he led was written into the Harvard Business School MBA case studies.

Today, there were also some relevant personnel from Pingyang municipal government present, among whom were people familiar with Zhang Ao's family. Looking at Zhang Ao now, they couldn't help but sigh at the irony of fate and how the times create heroes.

Back then at the Xicheng Radio Factory No. 1, he was just muddling through his days. Now in media reports, he was also a figure who "supported the building when it was about to collapse and turned the tide." This is the standard "history of the victors."

However, those who thought of this, regarding the now-defunct Xicheng Radio Factory No. 1, couldn't help but "tui" (spit). Look at how many executives Dongling High-Tech has that are from Xicheng Radio Factory No. 1. And who established Dongling High-Tech? As a result, Xicheng Radio Factory No. 1 didn't use any of these people back then. It deserved to collapse.

But there were also more people who couldn't help but think: if they had been like Zhang Ao, Gao Peng, Song Yajun, and Tao Zhiliang back then and joined Dongling High-Tech early, what would the scene be today?!

"The person who won the 1995 Dongling High-Tech first outstanding employee award is... Song Yajun!"

Seeing the name on the note, Zhang Ao couldn't help but show a smile and shouted to the stage. He and Song Yajun were also old acquaintances; both were in the technical department of Xicheng Radio Factory No. 1 back then.

Song Yajun was peeling a hairy crab for his wife and children. This was a new dish at this year's annual meeting. Now in Hanxi, the trend of eating this thing hadn't risen yet.

To tell the truth, expensive things are never cheap. Now, hairy crabs from good production areas cost 180 yuan per jin, ordinary crabs cost about 80, and the worse ones cost 30 or 40.

Artificially farmed ones are also expensive. A wage-earning staff family can eat two or three jin of hairy crabs at most, and ten jin of crabs. If you really calculate it, it's actually more than ten years later that most families want to eat and can afford to eat.

As for the rumor that people were so poor they could only eat hairy crabs as a meal, just thinking about it, you know it's nonsense. Even during the Republic of China period, this thing was a valuable item, much more valuable than fish. Most fishing families wouldn't bear to eat it themselves after catching it, but sold it to big households in exchange for grain and cloth.

Song Yajun, who was peeling the hairy crab, hadn't come back to his senses for a while. Tao Zhiliang on the side bumped him with his arm. Song Yajun then came to his senses, hurriedly wiped his hands, and walked toward the stage.

"Old Song, congratulations!"

Zhang Ao said to Song Yajun, who walked onto the stage, and handed the small gold-plated trophy to Song Yajun, who was somewhat at a loss. This trophy was similar to the crystal trophy of an outstanding company employee in his past life, but Dongling High-Tech made this thing gold-plated. If you scraped off the gold powder, selling it for a few thousand yuan wouldn't be a problem.

"The prize for the outstanding employee of Dongling High-Tech this year is a Santana car, or a bonus of the same price as the product!"

After Zhang Ao handed the gold-plated trophy to Song Yajun, he spoke again. Hearing that there was a Santana car as a prize, the auditorium exploded.

Now there are two main models of Santana: one is the ordinary type, priced at 138,500 yuan, and the other is the Santana 2000 model, equipped with an electronic fuel injection engine and metallic paint, priced at 195,000 yuan!

But whether it's the ordinary model or the new Santana 2000, the price is over 100,000. It can't compare to the BMWs, Mercedes, Toyotas, and Nissan Cedric Royals that cost millions, but it is already an existence that ordinary families long for but cannot reach. If anyone drives one back, it will definitely be the focus of the entire community in the city, and the community aunties will definitely fight to introduce a wife. In the countryside, it is also the most eye-catching handsome young man in the ten miles and eight villages.

Such a big "home appliance" worth over 100,000 as a reward is enough to make countless people jealous!

Song Yajun looked at the outstanding employee trophy in his hand and the car key. The eyes of this middle-aged man were slightly red.

What he cared about was not the car. With his current salary, he could afford a Santana by gritting his teeth and taking out a loan.

What the "old ox" cared about most was this outstanding employee trophy. You know, back then, he and Zhou Wenyan, another old ox who served as technical manager at Torch Group, were the most hardworking in the technical department of Xicheng Radio Factory No. 1.

But the benefits never came to them. They were always doing the hard work, and sometimes they had to take the blame. For suffering, Song Yajun and the others could endure it. What kept him awake at night and brooding was that the technical department of Xicheng Radio Factory No. 1, and the entire factory, had never recognized their technology, nor had they ever valued everything they had done for Xicheng Radio Factory No. 1.

After working for more than ten years at Xicheng Radio Factory No. 1, he didn't get anything, but now he got it at Dongling High-Tech. This trophy, no matter how others look at it, for Song Yajun, is more like a recognition of his career, letting him know that so many years hadn't been spent in vain. For a time, he was filled with mixed feelings.

"Clap!"

Li Dongling, who was below, saw Song Yajun with red eyes and took the lead in applauding. Then Chen Tao, Ren Yuefeng, Hu Zixian, and others all started to applaud. Finally, the entire auditorium stopped the noise, and a sky-filling applause erupted.

Looking at Song Yajun, Li Dongling sighed in his heart. Although the style of Song Yajun and Zhou Wenyan seemed somewhat outdated in this era, they were not that flexible, but any company that focuses on technology is supported by people like Song Yajun, Zhou Wenyan, and Chen Tao.

Only when they leave does it seem like someone pays attention to their existence, just like some units and companies, when the people who really do the work leave, some projects actually stop.

There were even rockets that couldn't launch after being launched consecutively, and only then did they start to worry, anxiously wanting the people who ran away to come back, but it also shows that before this, they had never paid attention to who the people who really did the work were...

At Dongling High-Tech, Li Dongling cannot allow such things to happen. For technical personnel who are not good at words, not flexible, and cannot handle human sentiment, Dongling High-Tech cannot treat them unfairly.

Dongling High-Tech has always followed a rule: if management wants to increase salaries and issue equity rewards, they must be issued together with technical personnel!

Song Yajun, standing on the stage, looked at the sky-filling applause below. With red eyes, he opened his mouth several times, but in the end, he didn't express any thoughts. He had never thought that one day he would experience this kind of scene, and he had never thought about what he would say in this kind of scene.

He just cast a grateful look in Li Dongling's direction, then suddenly relieved, raised the trophy high above his head, waved it at the bottom, and walked down to continue peeling hairy crabs for his wife and children.

"In the future, other companies probably won't want to dig a technical person away from Dongling High-Tech. From now on, which technical person won't sell their life for the boss!"

Hu Zixian, who saw this scene, couldn't help but say to Ren Yuefeng in a low voice. Turning his head again, he saw the look in the eyes of Chen Tao, who was in charge of the technical department, toward Li Dongling. It had completely changed. That kind of look of "finding a good master and being willing to die for a confidant," and the look of a group of technical personnel in the auditorium toward Li Dongling, suddenly made him shudder.

Being polite to the virtuous, even if it's fake, but what if you can fake it for a lifetime? A hypocrite faking a gentleman can fake it until he dies, and you can only say he is a true gentleman. A certain artist said that he liked art since he was a child, and art is about showing off, but the result was that he succeeded in showing off. No one said he was bragging, but that he was a real artist! ===== CHAPTER 458 =====