Reborn 92's Business Tycoon

Chapter 343: Chapter 343: Writing for the first issue

It really wasn't that Feng Yiping wanted to save trouble. He understood these junior employees. During training, he had already talked about many aspects, and there was no point in saying too much. As the boss, he just needed to clearly express one thing: 'Work hard, and you have a future!'

And he didn't beat around the bush, he gave them hard facts. The salary level that Feng Yiping mentioned was definitely high in the industry.

And many of those who had already become supervisors were not even 20 years old.

As soon as Feng Yiping left, the trainees there started talking. Just now, the supervisors and the boss were all there, and everyone was suppressed. And in general, there are more women than men in convenience stores, and the meeting place was so lively.

Many of them were in the same situation as Feng Yiping's family. The children from poor backgrounds were thinking that if they started work next month, they would be able to get a month's salary before the Chinese New Year, and that would make things a little easier for their families during the New Year.

Some of the girls were just looking at Feng Yiping, and little stars were sparkling in their eyes. They were all 17 or 18 years old, and Feng Yiping was only 20, so there wasn't a big age difference. The further apart their achievements were, the deeper their admiration.

This is also something Feng Yiping did not expect. He occasionally makes appearances like this, and the loyalty of these grassroots employees is strengthened so much. A concrete reflection of this is that the employee turnover rate indicator may be a smaller number in the year-end summary of the human resources department.

Although this number does not directly reflect economic benefits, it actually reflects many problems and is of great significance to the operation and performance of the company.

To put it simply, the employees who leave are all trained, qualified or even outstanding employees. The fact that they cannot be retained shows that the company is not attractive, and a company that is not attractive to employees can certainly not be considered a successful one.

Moreover, if this indicator is too high, it will also have a great impact on morale. In a store with a fixed staff of three, if only one person remains at the end of the month, the attitude of the remaining person will definitely be affected.

Second, every employee must receive training before starting work. This year, the training system has become increasingly comprehensive. Agreements have been signed with some well-known professional trainers. Coupled with the living expenses for the two months of training and the monthly salary of 200 yuan, the average cost per person is not a small amount. Once the person leaves, these upfront costs are essentially wasted.

Nowadays, many private companies deduct a portion of the employee's monthly salary, such as a cumulative deduction of 2,000 yuan per capita, which will be returned after a certain number of years of work, such as three years. This is also out of consideration for this aspect.

However, Feng Yiping did not want to do this. Not to mention that this is a violation of labor law, he did not want to repeat the unpleasant things he had experienced in his own company. Leaving a little money behind is not a good way to keep people.

Feng Yiping did not expect such a side effect, and he did not have time to think about it. When he returned to the company, he received a phone call from Bao Zhuoyuan. The email had been sent to his mailbox, and when he looked at it, there were 350,000 words, all of which were information compiled and analysed by the magazine's writers on several topics he had arranged.

Bao Zhuoyuan spent a small fortune and finally managed to organise a batch of articles from quite well-known experts and scholars. But the main attraction of these articles is probably the names of the authors. If the magazine is to become well-known in the industry after its launch, so that target customers will subscribe and think of advertising in the magazine, they can only count on Feng Yiping.

In terms of economics, the focus is of course on the survey of the current state of the Internet that Feng Yiping instructed. From everyone's point of view, the general outlook is still optimistic or blindly optimistic.

There is also information about the oil price situation and the outlook for the world economy next year from different international organisations, experts and scholars.

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Although Feng Yiping knows the results, when writing an article, it is impossible to just mention one result, as that would not reflect the author's level. You are at best a prophet. Therefore, his current task is to quickly extract from this condensed information those reasons that can be used as the fulcrum for his argument.

Seeing Feng Yiping frowning at the computer, Huang Jingping and Jin Ling both came over. 'What is this?'

'It's still the essence of condensation,' but this time, when Feng Yiping said these words, he didn't sound as relaxed as before.

'Sister Jin, beautiful Jin, I need strong coffee, make me a cup!'

Jin Ling looked at the political information in front of her for a few moments and wasn't at all interested. 'Don't make a fool of yourself with the things you write!'

'Make a fool of yourself? I'll give you a hundred copies, and you can let Director Jin have a look first. Then you'll see just how talented I really am, and see if your father will chase after you for more copies of this magazine!'

'Oh, why is it so dark so early? I didn't realise there were so many cows flying in the sky.' Feng Yiping had told so many jokes, but this was still Jin Ling's favourite.

'What about me? What should I do?' Huang Jingping asked.

'You,' Feng Yiping looked out the door and made a silly face, 'what do you think?'

Huang Jingping jumped to one side in fear, "This is the company, don't do anything stupid!'

'That's why it's a good company!'

'You're crazy!" Huang Jingping looked at him, ashamed and annoyed, 'I'm going to find Jin Jie.'

After gulping down a large cup of bitter coffee, Feng Yiping began to work hard. To be honest, he was not as confident in the magazine as he appeared to be. After all, this was his first time in the industry. Bao Zhuoyuan was good, but his level was obviously not top-notch, so the focus would still be on his articles.

Although he had a lot of solid content, some of his opinions, such as those on the internet bubble, would not be tested until the fourth issue of the magazine, and others on the general economic situation and some political matters even later.

So in other areas, he could talk in general terms, but the focus of the first issue was on the internet bubble, which would be tested a quarter later.

More importantly, there was the article on Blue Ocean Strategy, which he had revised no less than 30 times. This was an article that would speak to the hearts of the leaders of those large enterprises. As soon as they read it, they would immediately resonate with it and look forward to the perfection of this theory. It would be the same as later readers looking forward to updates from Internet writers. As long as the first article captivated them, they would be halfway there, and subscriptions and advertisements would follow.

In the following days, Feng Yiping rarely went to school to attend classes. There was not much time left for him to write these articles. After he had written them, the magazine company still had to translate them into English versions, which also took time. Fortunately, for the most important article on Blue Ocean Strategy, he had also translated a version himself, which they could use as a reference.

At 10 pm, Feng Yiping was still busy in the study. After a few days, bloodshot circles had appeared under his eyes.

Huang Jingping came over in her pajamas, and when she saw that he had finished the cup of strong tea and didn't want any more, she hugged him, a little pained because he had drunk too much today. 'Yiping, go to bed early,'

'Wait a bit longer, I'll finish this paragraph,' Feng Yiping said in a very mechanical and perfunctory way, without even looking at her, and gave her a back hug.

'Forget it, then. I haven't taken a shower yet, and I was going to do it with someone tonight!'

'Well, you go ahead and shower,' Feng Yiping said casually, and only after typing a line of text did he react, wondering if this was a sign of good fortune. He had done a lot of work on the idea of a shower together before, and had spent a lot of time talking about it, but there had been no progress.

So why bother writing about it? He hastily clicked save, without even bothering to turn off the computer, and with a thud pushed the swivel chair away, before trotting over to it, 'I'm coming!'

'Ah, what are you doing? Put me down!' A weak voice of protest came from the bedroom.