358: Chapter 357 Are you the strongest?

The enthusiastic atmosphere lasted until late at night. By the time the various hotels were closing up, the employees finally dispersed, albeit reluctantly.

The excitement they felt upon arrival had not faded by the time they left; if anything, it seemed to be intensifying.

Zhou Ping was not surprised by this.

Compared to Subspace Technology led by Lin Junfeng, his factory could better appreciate how hard-earned these bonuses were. In previous years, their only expectation at the end of the year was that their wages would be paid on time. As for bonuses, when had they ever dared to harbor such extravagant hopes?

And Zhao Cheng from Subspace Technology had spurred these young men into howling with excitement.

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In just a few short minutes, the story of Zhao Cheng had spread throughout the entire First Equipment Manufacturing Plant.

A newcomer who had been on the job for less than a year, with no work experience and no background, had received a 300,000 bonus solely based on his outstanding comprehension and research capabilities.

This was almost equivalent to more than three years of wages for most of them.

Tan Yan, who was in the next tier, simply followed orders and completed tasks with quality and quantity guaranteed, yet still received a 150,000 bonus.

Not even mentioning those people, just looking at the others, simply by joining the company, Mr. Wang not only paid back the previously owed wages but also generously distributed 10,000 to everyone.

This was something everyone could get. Several hundred people meant several million.

A figure that many people would never earn in their entire lives was just handed over to everyone so lightly, without any strings attached.

How could this not make people excited? How could this not make people thrilled?

What did this mean? This boss was someone who really knew how to pay!

Perhaps by this time next year, one of those people receiving a 300,000 bonus would be himself.

Everyone wished they could return to the factory right now and start working overtime immediately.

Regarding this, Zhou Ping was quite impressed.

Ultimately, money could solve most problems in this world, but some people, even knowing this, were still unwilling to give up these benefits. Like himself, for example.

In all fairness, if he were asked to spend nearly ten million just to win over the hearts of some low-level employees, he couldn't do it.

In China, there was nothing more abundant than people.

Moreover, these people were not engaged in high-tech work; there were too many substitutes. As long as one was willing to look, there would always be plenty of people willing to do it.

Precisely because of this, bosses never worried about the issue of competing for the treatment of low-level employees; they only worried about the treatment of high-level, rare talent.

Talent is something that becomes scarcer the more you find it; no amount of money can replace it.

As for low-level employees, heh, offering a salary of three or four thousand was enough. Think it's too little? Next.

Is it unfair? It is indeed unfair. But conversely, isn't this also another form of fairness?

Shaking his head with a sigh, Zhou Ping withdrew his gaze from the workers and couldn't help but think of another matter.

He had seen the Exoskeleton of Wang Jie and the others. He had also seen the newly built, fully unmanned factory. He had even interacted closely with zero egg.

Added to the four newly established companies announced today, whose business scopes were obvious from their names, Zhou Ping vaguely felt that Mr. Wang seemed to be playing a very large game. But he couldn't quite grasp what it was exactly. What… could it be?

Lin Junfeng was also having a headache at this moment. But it wasn't about anything else; it was the "people" lying all over the place in front of him.

Zhao Cheng, Tan Yan, Lin Hai... The few young men who had received commendations were shouting "Thank you, Mr. Wang" while crazily pouring alcohol down their throats.

Heaven help them, that was 52-degree strong liquor. After a few glasses, Zhao Cheng and these young men, who had no experience with alcohol, were all slumped over the dining tables, from the front to the back.

Fortunately, after the announcement was finished, zero egg had withdrawn, and there was no real-time broadcast. Otherwise, Lin Junfeng felt he would be too embarrassed to show his face.

Just as he was preparing to find some people to move them, Zhao Cheng, who had been lying on the table, got up, shook his head, and said: "Mr. Lin, is it over?"

"You're not drunk?" Lin Junfeng looked at Zhao Cheng with some surprise.

"I was. But I didn't drink much, I've recovered." Zhao Cheng stood up.

"What are you doing?" Lin Junfeng was surprised.

"Going back to the company." Zhao Cheng shook his head: "I just dreamed of a new molecular arrangement method. I have to go back and test it to see if I can increase the molecular weight without changing the production process."

"Besides, there's also a breakthrough with another material Mr. Wang gave me. I need to design a plan as soon as possible to trial-produce some samples and test their performance." As he spoke, he lifted his leg to walk out the door.

"Stop right there." Zhao Cheng paused and looked at Lin Junfeng in confusion.

Lin Junfeng said helplessly: "Look at what time it is. Whatever it is, talk about it tomorrow. Go back and get some rest now."

Zhao Cheng checked his watch. "It's past eleven, it's still early, there's enough time." Having said that, without waiting for Lin Junfeng to try and stop him again, he ran straight out of the banquet hall.

Lin Junfeng was helpless and could only call the service staff, instructing them to find a few people to carry these scattered employees into the guest rooms upstairs to rest, while he himself chased after Zhao Cheng.

This was one of the people Mr. Wang valued most at the moment; he couldn't let him be alone in case of any accidents.

Once outside, Zhao Cheng was still waiting for a car at the entrance. Lin Junfeng walked up and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll take you."

Zhao Cheng looked at the car keys in his hand and shook his head: "You've been drinking."

Lin Junfeng was stunned, then slapped his head in annoyance: "I forgot since you didn't mention it; I've also been drinking."

Speechlessly putting away the car keys, Lin Junfeng could only stand on the side of the road and wait for a taxi with Zhao Cheng.

A few minutes later, a taxi slowly pulled up. "Driver, Lingang District, Subspace Technology," Lin Junfeng said.

The taxi drove fast, and ten minutes later, the two arrived at their destination.

There wasn't a single light in the pitch-black courtyard. Since today was a special day, even the security guards at the gate had been given time off by Lin Junfeng.

Walking into the courtyard, they headed familiarly toward the factory building where Zhao Cheng always researched materials. When passing a fully enclosed factory building, Lin Junfeng could clearly hear the sound of machines coming from inside, which was extremely distinct in the quiet night.

This was the production workshop for the zero egg. There was another identical workshop, with a total of fifteen production lines.

The benefits of full automation were evident now; this factory could produce around the clock without rest, and the daily output of zero egg could reach 8,000 units, and that wasn't even the maximum.

Theoretically, they could fully deliver the existing pre-orders for the zero egg in just ten days.

But for some reason, according to Lin Junfeng's observations, the daily production of zero egg in these two workshops was only around 4,000, failing to reach a stable level. The delivery cycle was also extended by more than double as a result.

Mr. Wang would not deliberately engage in hunger marketing; there must be another reason for doing so. Lin Junfeng was well aware of this and did not ask.

Turning a corner, they saw a building in the distance with its lights still on. Lin Junfeng smiled and said: "You rascal, you clearly planned this. You were thinking about coming back the moment you left, weren't you? You didn't even turn off the lights. I'll let it slide this time, but next time I'm going to punish you."

"Lights?" Zhao Cheng, who had been looking down thinking about something, looked up, stared at the lights in the building not far away, and said blankly: "I turned off the lights."

"You turned them off?" Lin Junfeng's expression didn't change, and he said with a smile: "Then someone else must have snuck back in..." As he spoke, Lin Junfeng suddenly remembered something and asked: "Who are you in a group with?"

Zhao Cheng said: "Tan Yan."

"Tan Yan..." Lin Junfeng's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly accelerated and ran toward the building. Zhao Cheng also understood what was happening and immediately accelerated to keep up.

Running into the building in one breath, they arrived at the lit office. Looking at the intact door lock, Lin Junfeng frowned tightly and gave a slight signal to Zhao Cheng. Zhao Cheng nodded gently and softly pressed the password. "Click." The door opened.

Everything in the office was normal; there were no signs of anyone breaking in. Lin Junfeng observed with a furrowed brow.

Zhao Cheng went straight to the computer and turned on the screen. Sure enough, the computer screen was not turned off but was displaying the login interface.

Zhao Cheng gently entered the password. The next moment, a line of text that popped up made both of them feel like they had fallen into an ice cave. "You have entered the wrong password multiple times, please try again in fifteen minutes." "Remaining time: 13 minutes and 31 seconds."

Lin Junfeng stared fixedly at the screen in front of him, his eyes ominously dark.

"Mr. Lin." Zhao Cheng was a bit nervous: "Someone has been here."

"I know." Lin Junfeng said coldly: "It seems I need to reorganize the company again. These old geezers, they never give up."

"Mr. Lin, do you know who it is?" Zhao Cheng was surprised.

"I don't know." Lin Junfeng shook his head slightly and said: "Although I don't know who he is, I can guess a few people behind him."

"Being able to enter without making a sound but failing to crack your computer login password shows that his technical level isn't very high. The matter won't be very complicated."

Lin Junfeng sighed: "I, for one, hate disloyalty the most. I have treated them well, and Mr. Wang has treated them well, and yet they do this..."

Patting Zhao Cheng on the shoulder, Lin Junfeng said: "You did well. The computer is now your most important position; you must guard it well. I will explain the situation to Mr. Wang and have him issue a special authentication program for your zero egg. Apart from you, no one will be able to log into your computer without the permission of the central artificial intelligence."

Zhao Cheng nodded gently and then said: "Mr. Lin, the screen shows thirteen minutes. The person who came in hasn't gone far yet. We can go to the surveillance room..."

Lin Junfeng waved his hand: "Since he was able to come, he must have already made arrangements in the surveillance room. I estimate that there won't be any trace of him in all the surveillance videos from tonight. Alright, leave this matter to me to handle; you focus on your research."

As he spoke, Lin Junfeng found a stool and sat down. "I'll just sit here; I won't disturb you."

"It's fine." Zhao Cheng smiled: "You won't disturb me."

Meanwhile, Wang Shuo was already pushing Instructor Duan Chengwu out of the hotel entrance.

Behind them, thirty-one young men in black training uniforms followed in a silent formation. Their neat footsteps and uniform aura as they walked made passersby glance at them from time to time.

Passing through the bustling area, the crowd gradually thinned, and it suddenly became somewhat quiet. After walking for another stretch, the area became even more desolate; not a single pedestrian could be seen on the street.

"Mr. Wang, let's do it here." Instructor Duan Chengwu in the wheelchair suddenly spoke up. Wang Shuo was stunned but still stopped.

Instructor Duan Chengwu extended his only remaining left hand, turned the wheelchair around, and said calmly: "Everyone, fall in."

A rustling sound rang out, and in less than thirty seconds, the thirty men had formed a two-row, fifteen-column formation in front of Instructor Duan Chengwu and Wang Shuo.

The extra person stood on the left side of the formation with a serious expression and did not step out to report as Wang Shuo had imagined.

"Instructor Duan, are these our Security Company members?" Wang Shuo asked curiously.

"Yes." Instructor Duan Chengwu said: "These are all retired soldiers, some are retired officers. In the future, the framework of the Security Company will be built with them as the core."

Wang Shuo nodded gently, having no objections to this. After all, from his own feeling, the people in front of him were already strong enough.

Immediately, Wang Shuo thought of something, turned to Instructor Duan Chengwu, and asked: "Instructor Duan, the main business of our Security Company should be personal protection, right? Shouldn't we provide them with training?"

It wasn't that Wang Shuo was worried; as the saying goes, "different professions are like different mountains." A qualified soldier is not necessarily a qualified security guard; both tactics and mindset require a certain degree of transformation.

Instructor Duan Chengwu nodded gently: "I am already in the process of compiling the corresponding training courses, and they will be completed in a few days."

Wang Shuo clicked his tongue secretly. Good grief, he just writes a book without a second thought; he truly is the Chief Instructor of China, a living training manual.

"After the training manual is completed, I still need to make adjustments based on their training status. If all goes well, within a month, they will transform from sharp knives into sharp shields." Instructor Duan Chengwu finished calmly and turned his body toward everyone.

"Everyone, attention." Everyone stood straight.

"Standing in front of you is Mr. Wang, whom I told you about before. From now on, his orders are my orders. Obey unconditionally!"

Everyone's gaze turned to Wang Shuo. Looking at Wang Shuo's young face, their eyes revealed hints of skepticism.

Instructor Duan Chengwu keenly sensed this and said calmly: "Those who do not obey orders will be punished double according to the training regulations!"

Wang Shuo clearly saw that the originally upright figures of the group trembled slightly. He was a bit curious about what this training regulation was that could have such great power.

And just as he was regaining his focus, in the oppressive atmosphere, a soldier who was not tall but had a sturdy build stepped forward.

"Instructor, I have an objection." Instructor Duan Chengwu glanced at him and said calmly: "Speak."

"I don't accept this." The soldier's eyes flashed with intensity: "We all know your combat record; it's indisputable. If you were commanding us directly, I would be willing to work as a security guard. But him!"

The soldier pointed one hand directly at Wang Shuo, who was standing beside Instructor Duan Chengwu.

"I don't accept this. He is just a rich second-generation heir with no strength to truss a chicken. Even if his family is very powerful and can make someone like you willing to be dispatched, it definitely doesn't include me. If you want me to be willing, fine, defeat me!"

Instructor Duan Chengwu frowned: "Mr. Wang is just an ordinary person who has not received any training. How can he defeat you? Go back."

The soldier did not move, just stared coldly at Wang Shuo. Young, rich, throwing money around, using power to oppress others. These were the labels of a playboy that they saw on Wang Shuo tonight.

Working for such a person was simply a disgrace to them, as they regarded defending the country as their faith.

"Mr. Wang, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

"Don't be ridiculous!" Instructor Duan Chengwu raised his voice: "If you still respect me, Duan Chengwu, then get back in line!"

"Instructor!" The soldier looked stubbornly at Instructor Duan Chengwu, a hint of disappointment appearing in his eyes.

"Alright, Instructor Duan, I think this brother is right." Wang Shuo stepped out and said with a smile.

He knew that if he didn't step up this time, the hearts of these people would scatter. If the hearts are scattered, the team is hard to lead. Even for Instructor Duan Chengwu, his image in their hearts would likely be greatly diminished.

"You accept the challenge?" The soldier looked at Wang Shuo, surprised.

Wang Shuo nodded and said: "But Instructor Duan is also right. I am just an ordinary person. My only hobby is researching some strange gadgets. Based on physical strength, I am definitely no match for you."

Wang Shuo looked at the soldier in front of him, and seeing that he seemed a bit confused, he added: "How about this, let's set a rule. Both sides can bring equipment, how about that?"

"Bring equipment?" The soldier was stunned. What kind of condition was that?

"Yes." Wang Shuo nodded affirmatively: "If you want, I can even let you bring a gun."

"No need." The soldier shook his head sharply: "If we use guns, I can kill you in one second. You haven't undergone training, and I won't take advantage of you. Let's just wear protective gear and engage in hand-to-hand combat, how about that?"

"Protective gear?" Wang Shuo thought for a moment and asked: "Does a full-body suit of armor count as protective gear?"

The soldier nodded slightly: "It counts. But I want to warn you, don't try to use full-body armor to block my attacks. That won't have any effect other than prolonging your pain a little."

"Understood. I have one more question." "Go ahead." The soldier said in a low voice.

Wang Shuo revealed a faint smile: "Are you the strongest among you?"