Chapter 639: Metabolism

If on the first day they were still hesitating, but in the following days, the few people whom Ma Shimin had talked into signing resignation letters were quickly replaced by those selected by the Management Research Institute, and they quickly got up to speed.

They then had no hesitation, let's go play ball—the Pizza Hut position, one radish per hole—and behind there were actually so many little cuties waiting.

Moreover, these people's abilities are not at all inferior to ours; on the contrary, they are more spirited and full of fighting spirit.

Watching others take over their work and then quickly get up to speed, the few who resigned had their intestines turn green with regret.

It turns out my own ability is just that.

It turns out their company is that fierce?

Then can they go out and defeat such a company?

No need to think—I'm basically dreaming.

Their inflated confidence was suddenly knocked away.

One month later, when Ma Shimin left Pizza Hut with a dozen or so dazed confidants.

He was not doing well at all.

With these people in such a state, can they still accomplish anything?

Yang Qihang didn't even have them sign a non-compete agreement.

Normally, the Yang Family wouldn't require employees to sign a non-compete agreement.

That's how confident they are.

In Yang Qing's view, these self-important people are all unstable factors for the company.

Rather than making things difficult for them, it's better to let them fly freely.

Maybe they could create a miracle.

By then I could make an acquisition or imitation—how wonderful.

The giant's hegemony is still very confident.

Ma Shimin's resignation actually didn't cause a ripple.

If Yang Qihang hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't dare believe it.

Have you ever seen a boss leave, and the company not only unaffected but even more lively?

This also let Yang Qihang realize the importance of a company's metabolism.

The people below have been suppressed by these old-timers for too long.

So they want to leave, not knowing how many people will be excited.

Yang Qihang gave his discovery a thumbs-up.

Upon returning home, he immediately shared his discovery with Yang Qing.

Yang Qing felt a surge of emotion, thinking his old comrades might have a hard time.

Being too smart is just not good; according to Yang Qing's plan, it's for his old comrades to gradually retire over the next ten years.

But now Yang Qihang actually has this idea, so this retirement will necessarily speed up.

At least they need to slowly step away from the center of power, making way for the young.

Yang Qihang was still waiting for Yang Qing's praise, but Yang Qing didn't speak for a long time.

He raised his head and saw Yang Qing's complex expression.

What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?

Yang Qing had to come clean.

"Qihang, I let you preside over the group office this early, and there's another important reason."

"I just want to smoothly complete the transfer of power."

"After I, your dad, leave, my old comrades will gradually realize they should step aside."

"What I'm doing amounts to setting an example."

"Even those who don't understand will be reminded by those who do."

"It's time to step aside."

"What you said about metabolism makes some sense; I also partly agree, otherwise I wouldn't have thrown down the towel."

(It's just that I want to slack off.)

"But this also depends on the industry and position."

"Some positions are old yet steadfast."

"For example, in strategy, young people would be slightly lacking; many abilities come from experience and time fermenting, if you don't discriminate and just fire them, the loss to the company would be too great."

"And like some techniques, they require a great deal of time to hone, you also can't let them step aside."

"And we should let them create greater value."

"Leave this matter to the research institute; do more research, don't be rash."

"Also, give your old man some face, let our old comrades have a bit of dignity."

Yang Qihang didn't expect his old father to have such consideration.

Moved.

At the same time, he felt ashamed for being a little smug about his own small cleverness.

"Dad, I understand; I will treat all the uncles and grandfathers well."

"It's my oversight."

Yang Qing shook his head.

"There's nothing oversight about it; thinking this way is not a problem."

"Metabolism, this is a strategic issue, a major discovery."

"So you're excited, that's normal."

How does that saying go? Strategically we despise the enemy, but tactically we must value the enemy.

You have merely not yet progressed to the tactical level.

You're doing great.

Yang Qihang knew this was his father comforting him.

If not for his father's reminder, he would surely suffer from aiming high but lacking ability, and being obsessed with grand achievements.

His father often said, professional matters should be left to professionals.

Therefore, on tactical matters, he should not assert himself arbitrarily.

He should humbly seek advice, and even delegate authority to those below.

He only needs to grasp the overall direction.

In that case, he should study trends and strategy even more.

He shouldn't get bogged down in the company's trivialities.

His father seemed to do the same.

His grasp of the major trend was very precise.

Thus he succeeded time and again.

In the future, Yingjiang will become very strong, so we must compromise.

Because Gangdao was bound to return, his father dared to withstand the pressure from Yinglian people and successively swallowed up foreign firms.

In the future, Daxia will have great development, so his father repeatedly took the lead in investing in the Mainland.

No.

What about Damaoxiong?

Why, in his father's world, is there no trace of Damaoxiong?

His father also said that Yingjiang would dominate the world.

Then wouldn't that mean?

Damaoxiong is finished.

He had discovered a trend?

Or rather, this is a conclusion he inferred from his father's words and deeds.

Yang Qihang raised his head and looked at Yang Qing.

"Father, is Damaoxiong going to collapse?"

This roundabout Yang Qing was a bit caught off guard.

"How could you think that?"

Yang Qihang's mind raced.

"In recent years, Damaoxiong's economy seems to be doing poorly."

He thus came up with this reason.

At that time, nobody believed that the immensely powerful Damaoxiong would collapse.

Even Yingjiang did not anticipate that Damaoxiong would fall so simply.

Yang Qing did not test him further.

"Your inference is not bad."

He stated the conclusion.

Yang Qihang hadn't thought it could be true; he couldn't believe it.

"Why is Damaoxiong so strong?"

Yang Qing let out a sigh.

"Because whoever makes the common people unable to live will be overthrown."

"Think about what kind of life Damaoxiong's people lived ten years ago, then look at how they live now, and this situation will only get worse."

"The lives of those people are undergoing earth-shaking changes."

"Have you heard this saying?"

"It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but hard to go from extravagance back to frugality."

"Those who have been to heaven cannot tolerate hell."

"They will feel despair, and this despair will destroy everything."

Meanwhile, in his heart, Yang Qing was also grateful for those ten years.

If it weren't for those ten years, the teacher would have fiercely suppressed the bureaucratic capital's plundering of wealth.

Would we also, like Damaoxiong, head toward a dead end?

Absolute power means absolute corruption; those ten years were a movement aimed at power.

In the 1990s, Zhu Zong lifted the coffin — how could that not also be a showdown with bureaucratic capital?

Later, if there were no restrictions on business, what would we become?