Winner Takes It All, Resurrection 2009

A wholly-owned subsidiary (Pinxixi group buying website), a holding company (Yongchuang Real Estate), and a shareholding company (Yida Commercial Management Group) are listed overseas at the same time.

For Qingyun Group, it was a good day worth writing about, but for ordinary employees, especially those who were not from the three listed companies, it was just some new topics of conversation.

The big shots at the top are making a lot of money from stock dividends and have created countless billionaires and multi-millionaires in one go. To be honest, this has little to do with the front-line employees.

Because no matter how rich the boss and executives are, they will not give a few more dollars to their subordinates.

Wu Wanshun, a delivery employee at a station in Pengcheng, had the same idea. "It sounds good, but the listing has nothing to do with us. They even made it so fancy that the order interface is painted bright red."

“Who says it’s not true? It’s all because of the people in higher positions who are getting rich. It’s also our bad luck. Why didn’t we sell the house in the first place? At worst, we could go to Pinxixi to do sales!
I heard that they were just errand boys, but this time they received several thousand or even tens of thousands of dollars in listing rewards. They were really happy.

I wonder if we can also give out some bonuses when our company goes public.”

A colleague who was riding an electric scooter and waiting for the red light next to him looked extremely envious, "I don't want much, just a few months' salary as a bonus will be fine."

"You're dreaming. How many people are there in their company? How many people do we have? Haven't you seen the latest announcement? Even a delivery job requires competition.

Good guy!
The company has over 60 employees without us noticing? Can you believe it? "

Wu Wanshun grumbled and said disdainfully, "If we give everyone a monthly salary bonus, it would be more than 10 billion yuan. Is the boss willing to do that?"

He came late and missed the previous waves of benefits, because the year-end bonus is paid out based on the performance of the year, with the principle of "the more you work, the more you earn."

Also, because the growth rate of smartphone users and food delivery users cannot keep up with the growth rate of riders (which has reached saturation in big cities), the wages of front-line delivery workers have begun to decline slightly.

Without enjoying high salary and high benefits, Wu Wanshun naturally didn't have much sense of belonging to the company, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.

Because my colleague was staring at his phone with a look of shock on his face, the next second his left hand seemed to be out of control and he slapped him hard, with a crisp sound.

He was not wearing a helmet, and it hit him right on the spot, making a loud crack.

"Are you crazy?"

Before he could react, he heard a roar, "Hurry up and check the backend interface. Is there an extra 500 yuan? The money is really paid!"

"What five hundred dollars?"

Wu Wanshun was confused and subconsciously opened the backend of the order interface. A message popped up directly: "Dear family members of the group..."

He was not interested in the polite words at the beginning, and his eyes were fixed on the last line. "Fuck, they really gave out money. Everyone gets 500 yuan."

The colleague next to him subconsciously wanted to raise his hand again, but fortunately Wu Wanshun was quick to put on his helmet.

The latter knocked again, and this time his hand hurt badly. He hissed a few times and finally confirmed that he was not dreaming. "The boss is generous. I knew that with his personality, he would never treat us badly."

Then he clicked his tongue twice, "What a pity it's not six hundred. This Yida Group is not good. It would be better to sell it all to the company. It makes me lose a hundred yuan in bonus."

Complaints can be made, but it won’t affect your happiness at all.

The group is really spending a lot of money this time. Since Pinxixi and Yongchuang are the controlling shareholders (with more than 60% of the shares), everyone will receive a dividend of yuan after the listing.

As for Yida, whose shareholding does not exceed 30% (part of it will be diluted when it goes public), it only has yuan.

The decision on the money was made jointly by the shareholders, investors and management of each subsidiary. On the one hand, it was a strong request from the chairman of the group, and on the other hand, it was also due to the smooth progress of the group's various businesses.

Whether investors directly invested or purchased shares of industrial funds, they reaped great rewards and naturally would not worry about small profits. Applications for special bonuses totaling more than 20 billion yuan were quickly approved.

When distributed among the more than 400 companies controlled and invested by the group, each company contributes only a few million on average (the bulk of the cost is borne by the listed company and Qingyun Investment, and is approved by the board of directors).

Everyone gets a share, even part-time employees can receive a 50 yuan red envelope.

The money is not much, but it is for the sake of celebration and good luck. At least at the same time, millions of people across the country received heavy love from the company.

"I told you, our boss Li is famous for being generous. How about working for a company like this? It's promising, right?"

Wu Wanshun nodded when he heard that. He felt so happy in his heart. His identification with the company instantly increased several levels. He even rode his bike faster unconsciously.

At this time, the company's WeChat corporate group was filled with voices of throwing flowers, congratulating, wishing each other well, and looking forward to a happy life after the company went public.

But life and work must go on. Wu Wanshun found a place to stop and look for a while, then continued to deliver food with a smile.

There are not many orders during non-peak hours, and there are only three orders in his delivery box. Under normal circumstances, they would definitely be delivered quickly, but today he was so happy that he wasted a lot of time on the road.

When I came to my senses, the first order was about to expire. "I just got a 500 yuan bonus, I don't want it to be deducted again later."

Thinking of the rule that fines would be imposed for delayed delivery, Wu Wanshun subconsciously gripped the handlebars tightly and increased his speed suddenly.

"Hehe, I can send five hundred yuan back home to save. If I work hard in Qingyun for two years, I can even build a house in my hometown.

Damn, who is riding this bike so fast? Is he in a hurry to visit the grave?"

Suddenly, a passenger electric bike passed by. When he looked up, he saw a little girl facing him with a rag doll in her hand (riding the bike with a baby back to back). She was holding the doll high in the wind and playing with it, with a smile clearly visible on her face.

"It's really infuriating. Someone actually dared to overtake my car. I have to catch up and see what happens."

Although he was talking, he would occasionally distract himself and glance at the messages in the group, following them at a neither fast nor slow pace.

After all, the job of food delivery is very boring. It's a rare festive day for everyone to get together and chat, and he doesn't want to miss it.

Especially the leaders of regions, subsidiaries, and sites, under the encouragement of everyone, send out red envelopes in the group from time to time. Although it’s not much, who wouldn’t want a free bargain?

In this way, he was happily grabbing red envelopes while riding his bike. There happened to be a bridge on the route. When he turned up according to the navigation, he was still staring at the group interface, ready to show his unique skill of riding a bike with one hand and grabbing red envelopes at the same time.

Suddenly he felt a dark shadow flash by in front of him, and he subconsciously turned the front of the car. Fortunately, he was able to go around it, otherwise he would have been hit directly.

When he looked back, he was instantly scared to death, "Fuck, whose child doesn't want it anymore?"

I always felt like I had seen that child somewhere before, as if he was the one who just overtook his car. Maybe it was because the road was uneven, or he didn't sit firmly, but he fell down so dramatically.

In just a moment, the little girl fell directly onto the road. She must have fallen quite hard and was still in a daze. She didn't cry or make a fuss, but just stared at him quietly.

At that moment, Wu Wanshun thought of his own children again, and felt something soft in his heart was touched, which made him stop unconsciously.

If it were during normal times or times with less traffic, there would be no problem, but this is a main road with very dense traffic.

He didn't even know what he was thinking at the time, or maybe he just felt the truth, goodness and beauty of the world, and the capitalists were also taking the initiative to profit from it, so happy.

The little girl's cheerful face seemed to vaguely overlap with that of his own child. Without any hesitation, he turned the front of the car around and ran towards the little girl.

"Fuck, going in reverse?"

A small car behind was playing music. The driver was listening to the tune and beating the beat, stepping on the accelerator and speeding towards us.

His attention was completely attracted by the electric bike going in the opposite direction, and he didn't notice that there was a little girl on the road at all. If nothing unexpected had happened, a tragedy might have happened.

But in a flash, a conspicuous yellow electric vehicle suddenly appeared in front of him.

The co-pilot even said, "Did he take the wrong medicine? He drove against the traffic and dared to wave at us provocatively. He is so arrogant. If we hit him to death, the insurance company won't pay for it."

The driver was not as brave as him. He braked suddenly subconsciously, causing severe friction between the tires and the road, leaving a clearly visible mark.

But it was too late after all. There was a loud bang, and the front of the car and the electric bike collided heavily. Wu Wanshun felt that he was flying uncontrollably at that moment.

For some reason, he didn't even pay attention to the horrific disaster he was facing and stared at the little girl. Fortunately, the electric bike blocked her way.

She didn't seem to be hurt.

Just because he was too frightened, he just sat there stupidly, neither crying nor making a fuss.

"very nice."

This thought suddenly popped up in Wu Wanshun's mind, and then he fell heavily to the ground. Fortunately, he was protected by his helmet, otherwise this blow would have cost him half his life in an instant.

But even so, being hit two meters away by a speeding car was not a pleasant feeling.

Friends who often get hit while playing bumper cars know that the impact force at that moment can even cause a person’s internal organs to shift, especially the head and abdomen, which are very fragile.

When he fell to the ground, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes and he was not clear about what happened afterwards.

"Alpaca, don't try to scam me if you want to die!"

The driver was almost scared to death. The impact at that moment caused a surge in adrenaline in his glands. Fortunately, he stepped on the brakes in time and the airbag did not pop out.

However, seeing the figure leaping in front of the windshield still frightened him so much that his legs were shaking when he got out of the car.

The co-pilot had a sharp tongue, but he was not the kind of person who took human life for granted. He got out of the car and wanted to help check out the situation, but after taking just two steps, he felt something was wrong.

How come there is a little girl less than one or two meters to the left front of the car?

"What the hell?"

He wiped his eyes, not wanting to believe it, and rubbed them again to confirm that it was correct. "Fuck, which good person would throw his child onto the bridge? Is he trying to save his life?"

But before he could say anything, an electric car came rushing over, and a figure pounced on the little girl, held her in his arms, looked around for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was not injured.

If things had developed according to normal logic, it would have been a truly heroic and selfless act.

But what no one expected was that the man who came holding the little girl took a quick look at the scene, especially at Wu Wanshun who was knocked to the ground and his life or death was unknown.

The man didn't say a word. He picked up the little girl and pushed her into the car. Then he quickly sat on the car, turned the handle, and drove away.

"No, what about filming a movie?"

The co-pilot was completely stunned and couldn't believe his eyes. He pulled his equally dumbfounded companion and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"..."

The driver was even more confused than him, because he still hadn't figured out what had happened. Could the collision have been an accident?
Otherwise, where did the little girl just now come from?

Someone was hit and the car stopped, traffic was blocked and half of the bridge was blocked, so drivers behind were unable to get in.

You can’t retreat!

Some people honked their horns to urge people to hurry up, while others got off the car to watch the fun.

Not many people saw what happened just now, and they thought it was a normal traffic accident. An experienced driver who knew the situation came down and took a look, and said, "The car was going too fast, and the car was knocked flying. The people are probably in serious condition too."

The driver argued: "No, he was driving against the flow."

The co-pilot finally came to his senses and pointed at the electric bike that was running away crazily, "Brother, something seems wrong, he is not driving against the flow."

"He doesn't go against the flow, but I do?"

The driver was confused. He had just been talking to Hua Hua and asked him to hit him to death. Wasn't he turning against her too quickly?

The co-pilot's mind was in a mess. He was wondering if he had seen it wrong, but the little girl was clearly sitting not far from the car. No matter how he looked at it, it looked like the delivery guy was sacrificing himself for others.

But now, he didn't know what to say.

Because the victim ran away without saying a word, there is no clear explanation!

The traffic police arrived quickly, took a quick look at the scene, and referring to the damage to the driver and the vehicle, as well as the location of the collision, he frowned and said, "Driving in the wrong direction on the bridge, what are you thinking!

These delivery guys, are they willing to sacrifice their lives just to make money?"

The driver calmed down now, and after a little thought, he felt that something was wrong, but he saw that the delivery boy was still unconscious and there was a pool of blood where he was.

He is weighing the pros and cons, should he say it or not?
The co-pilot also noticed his hesitation and whispered, "There really was someone there just now."

The driver said bitterly, "But the car only has compulsory traffic insurance. If the problem is serious, how can I get compensation?"

It happened that the traffic police checked the car and wrote in the accident investigation book, "There is no dashcam, the airbag did not deploy, there were obvious brake marks at the scene, the driver did not seem tired, and he was drinking..."

If there had been no accident, the nature of the incident would have been simple: the delivery guy who did not obey traffic rules suddenly drove in the opposite direction, causing vehicles traveling normally to be unable to avoid him.

The delivery guy bears full responsibility for the incident.

Poor Wu Wanshun, still doesn't know what happened...

"Boss, there's a traffic accident on the bridge ahead, and the traffic police are handling it."

Zhang Defa was sitting in the passenger seat, feeling the convoy slowing down noticeably, and frowned slightly. His boss was still rushing to Pengcheng Yamen to have a meeting with Wang Shuji.

Originally, there was plenty of time, but there were slight disagreements with several investors over the issuance of special rewards. Even though it was approved at the board meeting, some people were dissatisfied and came to make trouble.

After all, it's more than 20 billion yuan. Wouldn't it be nice to use it as dividends to internal shareholders?

Due to this delay, the agreed time was very tight. Li Zehua was not the kind of person who liked to be in the limelight, so after declining the offer of someone from the Pengcheng government to clear the way for him, he hurried over.

However, given his current identity and status, travel safety is never a trivial matter. Even in the country, there are always seven or eight cars and twenty to thirty people following him. Among the cars that provide close personal protection, half of them are armed and have certificates.

Since Dajiang Technology developed a long-endurance drone, two more operators were added to the first and last vehicles, who release the drones to observe the road when they have nothing to do.

Even within the city, the security personnel's vigilance remains unabated. After all, as competition intensifies, the hidden dangers to other people's personal safety are becoming more and more serious, and they cannot be ignored.

Just like at this moment, any road accident will be transmitted to the car screen in real time. Li Zehua didn't care and continued to look at the mobile phone screen. He was chatting with Wang Jianning and others who were ringing the bell in Lijiaopo.

"Please discuss the specific transaction details with Mr. Lin and try to get better terms. Also, please give my regards to Mr. Li and the leaders of the Ministry of Commerce and the China Securities Regulatory Commission."

People feel refreshed when good things happen to them. The successful listing of Yida and Yongchuang in Lijiaopo has fulfilled his wish. After all, this is a breakthrough from zero. If the channel is maintained well, it will bring countless benefits to the group in the future.

Because the rules of the game for Chinese stocks in Lijiapo Exchange are dominated by him, he can use this as a bargaining chip in the future to attract more like-minded friends to join~
"Hey, one of our own?"

The convoy was moving very slowly because of a serious traffic accident that completely blocked the road on one side, while on the other side, when passing the accident scene, some people always slowed down to take a look.

Because it had just happened, the medical vehicles had not arrived yet, and as the specific conditions of the injured were unclear, no one dared to move the scene.

When the motorcade passed by, Li Zehua accidentally saw the yellow work clothes lying on the ground and frowned, saying, "I've told you many times not to treat the people below as consumables.

What's the point of forcing people to fight for their lives for just a few seconds?"

The situation was like this, and it was most likely an accident caused by rushing to save time. He felt bad, "Leave a car to see what happened, and learn from it."

Zhang Defa saw his displeasure, and because of his own background, he felt the same way. He frowned and said softly:

"Do you want me to handle it, make an example of it, and resolutely prevent similar incidents from happening again?!"

After getting permission, he stepped back, opened the car door and got out. There were also a few men in sunglasses in a Mercedes-Benz car accompanying him.

The traffic police was handling the situation. When he saw the commotion, he was a little confused. What was going on? Was it necessary to be so exaggerated?
The co-pilot of the accident car was also a little nervous. He didn't know whether he should say it or not. It seemed that the person had a strong aura and seemed to have a high status.
Say or don't say?

He looked at the driver, then at the delivery boy lying on the ground, uncertain whether he was dead or alive, and was very hesitant...

"What the hell? Something happened again, and the boss himself encountered it? It's over, we need to make another major overhaul."

The vertical management system of the Qingyun system means that Zhang Defa can directly find the person in charge at the lowest level through WeChat for Enterprise.

As he suddenly popped up and spoke in the internal work group, the excitement of everyone happily grabbing red envelopes and saying festive words came to an abrupt end.

The head of the Pengcheng District looked unhappy instantly, and prepared for a new round of rectification! (End of this chapter)