One Yuan First Recharge: I'm Actually the Boss Behind a Fortune 500 Company

Wang Hao woke up at 7:30 the next morning.

The curtains in the new apartment block out light very well, so the room is still quite dark.

He picked up his phone, glanced at the time, and then habitually opened "Behind the Scenes".

In the game, the company is still empty.

Although it's Monday, the company's new work schedule is to start work at 10:00 AM, and the employees haven't arrived yet.

Wang Hao thought for a moment and then opened the chat box with Wang Jie, the finance manager.

We need to use today's three private chat opportunities wisely.

He typed: "Sister Wang, after you start work today, please transfer 5,000 yuan from the company account to Yu Xinxin's and Lin Wei's personal accounts, with the note 'extra work bonus'."

"It must be completed by the morning."

send.

A few seconds later, Sister Wang replied—she was actually online?

Good morning, boss. Instructions received.

"However... I haven't arrived at the company yet; I should be there around 9:30."

"Also, boss, I'd like to confirm something."

Sister Wang chose her words very carefully:

"Yu Xinxin and Lin Wei have received several special bonuses recently, and this time it's five thousand each..."

"Are there any special projects that require their handling?"

"Or do they take on extra tasks outside of their regular jobs?"

Wang Hao looked at the message and understood Wang Jie's concerns.

As the finance officer, she is responsible for every expenditure, especially these frequent large personal transfers.

He thought for a moment and replied:

"Yes, they've recently been working on some external collaborations, bringing in additional revenue and resources for the company. These bonuses are recognition of their extra efforts."

"Rest assured, all expenses have a legitimate reason."

"If other employees make similar contributions in the future, they will also receive corresponding rewards."

"The company encourages everyone to actively expand their boundaries and create additional value without affecting their main job duties."

After posting this message, Wang Hao himself felt that he was starting to sound a bit like a "boss".

Sure enough, Sister Wang was silent for a moment, seemingly processing this information.

Then she replied, "Understood, boss. I'll take care of it as soon as I get to the office."

"Thank you for your explanation. This incentive mechanism is a great encouragement to everyone."

Wang Hao smiled, and after settling things with Sister Wang, he immediately switched to Lin Wei's chat window.

"Good morning, Lin Wei."

"We have design requests for three new women's clothing stores today, requiring a complete visual upgrade for each store."

"I've compiled the information and I'm sending it to you now."

"The client requires a first draft in about ten days. Do you think that's feasible?"

"In addition, the company will give you an extra bonus as a reward for your recent high efficiency."

"The finance department will transfer the funds today. Please check your account."

He sent the three compressed files that he had prepared yesterday one by one.

Lin Wei replied very quickly.

Still concise, but packed with information:

"The materials have been received. The three projects can proceed in parallel, and the first draft can be delivered within ten days."

"Time is tight, but quality is guaranteed."

"Thank you for the bonus, boss."

Complete the full design for three stores within ten days.

The efficiency of a five-star talent is indeed terrifying.

Wang Hao replied, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"I will relay the client's feedback as soon as possible; you can focus on the design."

"Please feel free to contact me if you need any support."

Lin Wei: "Understood."

Having finished this, Wang Hao exited the game and switched to WeChat.

Send a message to Wu Liang:

"Liangzi, are you up yet? I confirmed with my friend, three stores, first draft within ten days."

"The price will be as you said, 40,000 per company."

"The deposit can be transferred first. As usual, each party pays 20%."

Wu Liang replied less than a minute after the message was sent:

"Wow, Haozi, that's awesome! How many people are in your friend's team?"

"That's efficiency!"

Wang Hao mumbled, "Their studio has quite a few people; they specialize in taking on these kinds of urgent orders."

"Okay! I'll talk to my cousin right away and have her tell those three girls to pay the deposit."

"Eight thousand per household, three households would be twenty-four thousand, right?"

"right."

"Alright! I'll transfer it to you later!"

"..."

At 8:10, WeChat kept vibrating.

Wu Liang transferred three sums of money, eight thousand each, totaling twenty-four thousand.

"Haozi, the deposit is all paid!"

"My cousin's three girlfriends are incredibly generous; as soon as they heard the article could be finished in ten days, they immediately sent the money!"

Wang Hao accepted the money and replied, "Thanks, Liangzi. I'll send you the manuscript as soon as it's finished."

"Don't mention it! By the way, are you going to the company today?"

"Go show your face, it's been several days since you've been there."

"Okay, see you at the company then."

After exiting WeChat, Wang Hao got up to wash up.

The bathroom in the new apartment is very clean, and the hot water comes on quickly.

He took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and looked much more refreshed.

Looking in the mirror, I realized my complexion was indeed much better than before.

Indeed, money can cure all ills.

"..."

At 8:30, Wang Hao went downstairs to have breakfast.

There's a breakfast shop at the entrance of the residential area that sells steamed buns, soy milk, and fried dough sticks.

He ordered two meat buns and a cup of soy milk, and found a seat by the window.

I had just taken a bite of the steamed bun when I saw Su Qing walk out of the entrance of the residential area.

Today she wore a light gray business suit with a beige wool coat over it, and her long hair was tied in a low ponytail, making her look capable and sophisticated.

She was carrying a tote bag that looked expensive and walking quickly.

Wang Hao subconsciously moved closer to the window, without intending to say hello.

Su Qing walked to the roadside, took out her phone and glanced at it, then looked up and looked around.

A few seconds later, a black ride-hailing car stopped in front of her.

She opened the car door and got in, her movements practiced and efficient.

The car drove away quickly.

Wang Hao looked away and continued eating his steamed bun.

But I was a little puzzled!

Based on his understanding of Su Qing, he knew she was someone who wholeheartedly wanted to cultivate herself into an independent and sophisticated woman.

Therefore, ride-hailing services are not her first choice; it would be more reasonable for her to choose a Tesla or a Mercedes-Benz C-Class as her vehicle.

Judging from her appearance, she seems to be doing quite well.

That outfit wasn't cheap, and the bag looked like a brand name product.

I live on the fifteenth floor of this building—Wu Liang mentioned yesterday that the apartments on the fifteenth floor are larger, better decorated, and cost three thousand a month.

It's twice as expensive as his one-bedroom apartment on the twelfth floor.

Judging from this, Su Qing shouldn't be short of money!

But after thinking about it carefully, Wang Hao realized what was going on!

Given Su Qing's spending habits, this is really hard to say.

She now works as the deputy head of the marketing department at a medium-sized company, earning a monthly salary of just over ten thousand yuan.

It sounds like a lot, but in this provincial capital, after deducting three thousand yuan for rent, two or three thousand yuan for daily expenses, buying clothes and cosmetics, and occasionally dining out with colleagues and friends, the amount of money that can be saved is actually very limited.

She also wants to maintain that "refined" lifestyle—going to a trendy restaurant with an average price of 200-300 yuan per person every week, traveling and posting on social media during holidays, using mid-range skincare products, and buying designer clothes.

All of these require money.

So on the surface, she is glamorous and a "white-collar worker" in the company. She lives in a nice apartment, wears appropriate clothes, and her speech and behavior exude a "worldly" composure.

But behind the scenes, she might also be worrying about next month's credit card bill, anxious about how much her year-end bonus will be, and losing sleep over "when she can truly settle down in this city".

Wang Hao knows her too well.

They were together for seven years, from high school to college graduation.

He had seen her at her most innocent, and he had also witnessed her transformation after being tempered by reality.

Su Qing is a strong-willed person at heart.

She comes from a small county town, and her parents are ordinary wage earners.

From a young age, she knew that if she wanted to change her fate, she could only rely on herself.

So she studied hard, got into a good university, and stayed in the city after graduation.

She wanted to shed the label of "coming from a small town," to integrate into the city's elite class, and to live the same life as the protagonists in urban dramas on TV.

This desire became both her driving force and her shackles.

So now it's not hard to understand why Su Qing would take a ride-hailing service; Su Qing has always been very concerned about "face".

She felt that driving a domestically produced car worth 100,000 yuan was "low-class" and embarrassing.

But buying a car worth 300,000 to 400,000 yuan would be too much of a burden for her.

Therefore, ride-hailing services became the most suitable option for her.

"..."

When they broke up a few years ago, she said, "Wang Hao, we want different lives."

At that time, he didn't understand and thought she just thought he was poor.

Now he understands.

She didn't dislike him for being poor; she was afraid—afraid that she would never be able to escape that state of "struggling to climb up" for the rest of her life, afraid that no matter how hard she tried, she could never wash away that sense of unease from her small place.

Wang Hao finished the last sip of soy milk and wiped his mouth.

There was no resentment or regret in my heart.

I just feel that... everyone has their own difficulties in life.

He paid the bill and left the breakfast shop.

On a sunny early winter morning, the wind was gentle.

He glanced at the time: 8:50.

Go to the company, show your face, and then... continue his "money-making" business.

As for Su Qing...

Wang Hao smiled.

I wish her all the best.

And he himself will get better and better.