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

Stepping out of the company, it was freezing cold.

A gust of wind swept by, and Wang Hao couldn't help but shiver a few times.

But that wasn't the most desperate thing—the most desperate thing was that he had to ride his electric scooter back home.

For a penniless laborer like him, driving is a pipe dream, taking the bus is a long and time-consuming detour, and a taxi is an absolute luxury.

Electric scooters are the most "freezing" companions.

He hunched his shoulders and rode his bike. Many shops on the street had already hung up red lanterns, pasted the character "福" (good fortune) on their windows, and the air was filled with faint New Year's music.

The festive atmosphere is there, but the warmth in his pocket is still far from catching up.

After riding for about twenty minutes, I turned into a chaotic and crowded alleyway in an urban village.

On both sides are densely packed self-built houses, clotheslines lying haphazardly, and various electrical wires tangled overhead.

His room was on the fifth floor of the building in front of him.

The environment is noisy, and there's always an unpleasant odor in the hallway, but there's nothing I can do about it; it's the cheapest place to rent.

The motion-activated lights in the stairwell were intermittent; he stomped on them twice, but there was no response, so he could only grope his way up in the dark.

I went up to the fifth floor in one breath and opened the door to the rented room. A whiff of old, dusty, and musty air hit me.

The room was only ten square meters, with a bed and a simple cloth wardrobe—that was almost all there was.

Even the toilets are public restrooms at the end of the corridor.

After entering the house, Wang Hao rubbed his frozen hands.

His gaze fell on the small heater in the corner, and after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't press the switch.

Last month's electricity bill was already over budget, and with no money available right now, we need to save wherever we can.

The best way to keep warm is to snuggle into bed.

The body's own heating system, though slow, is free.

I lay down in bed, my body slowly warming up, but I wasn't sleepy at all.

My mind was exceptionally clear.

I was able to leave work early today and receive a red envelope, all thanks to Yu Xinxin.

The electronic employees in that game.

Thinking of this, he almost couldn't wait to take out his phone again and tap on the black and gold "Behind the Scenes" icon.

The game loads extremely quickly.

Once inside, the small surveillance screen in the upper right corner displays the real-time scene of "New Moon Media Company".

The front desk was empty; Yu Xinxin was not at her workstation.

Wang Hao swiped his finger, switching between several office and rest area shots, and finally found her in a relatively quiet corner of a corridor.

In the video, Yu Xinxin is facing away from the camera, her phone is pressed to her ear, and she is speaking earnestly, while her other hand is unconsciously gesturing with her fingers.

It looks like he's communicating with customers again, continuing to sell alcohol.

Wang Hao couldn't help but chuckle. This game is... fucking awesome.

The characters' behavior is so logically consistent that it's indistinguishable from that of real people.

He opened the employee list on the side of the game.

First, look at Yu Xinxin's profile picture; the favorability rating next to it is clearly displayed as 63%.

Sure enough, a small silver badge appeared on the back, indicating "Basic panel unlocked".

Today, my favorability rating was just over 60%, and I received such a big surprise.

They sold over 30,000 yuan worth of wine directly, making a big sale.

If other employees also have similar "hidden abilities," or if unlocking them brings other benefits... wouldn't that be incredibly profitable?

Thinking of this, he felt a surge of warmth in his heart and couldn't wait to click on the profile pictures of the other six employees.

However, the moment he saw those numbers, his heart sank!

[Finance - Sister Wang (42 years old)]: Favorability 38% (detailed panel not unlocked)

[Administration - Zhou Jianjun (40 years old)]: Favorability 12% (detailed panel not unlocked)

[External Liaison - Zhang Wei (29 years old)]: Favorability 25% (detailed panel not unlocked)

[After-sales - Chen Ming (32 years old)]: Affection level 36% (detailed panel not unlocked)

[Designer - Lin Wei (28 years old)]: Affection level 28% (detailed panel not unlocked)

[Photographer - Lei Zhen (31 years old)]: Affection level 33% (detailed panel not unlocked)

"Damn it..." Wang Hao couldn't help but mutter under his breath.

He had previously adjusted salaries and given out bonuses; he must have done everything a boss should do, right?

I thought that even if it wasn't as high as Yu Xinxin's, everyone's favorability rating should at least hover around the passing mark, right?

The results of it?

Apart from Sister Wang and Chen Ming, who barely approached 40%, there was no one else who could compete!

Zhou Jianjun, that old fox, only got 12%!

Wang Hao sighed, knowing perfectly well what was going on.

Sure enough, seasoned professionals aren't so easy to "buy off".

They've probably met more bosses and eaten more flatbread than they've eaten rice; small favors are simply not enough to sway them.

Unlike Yu Xinxin, a college graduate who is easy to fool.

They're easily pleased by a little kindness and genuinely grateful for any favors they receive; their popularity skyrockets.

"I need to improve the favorability of other people as well." Wang Hao frowned, his fingers unconsciously tapping on his phone case.

He had already tasted great success with Xin Xin, which made him unable to ignore the "potential" of other employees.

The main problem is that the Chinese New Year is coming soon! He was really anxious because he didn't have any money in his pocket!

But how do you raise it? That's a technical skill.

Yu Xinxin is the type of naive and innocent girl.

But what about the others?

Like Sister Wang from the finance department, does she just give money directly?

She might instead suspect that there's something wrong with the accounts, or that the boss has ulterior motives.

People like Zhou Jianjun, the slippery old fox in the administration, have the lowest likability. If you rashly give him benefits, he might laugh at you behind your back for being a stupid fool with too much money.

The remaining few, whose numbers are neither high nor low, clearly have their own ideas and judgments, and are not easily swayed.

Wang Hao pondered for a long time.

The best approach might be to first understand their individual needs and difficulties.

What do migrant workers need most?

He knows it all too well.

No matter how eloquent the words or how grand the promises made by the boss, nothing compares to actually helping solve one or two real problems.

For example, long commutes, difficulty finding housing, family health issues, career plateaus...

Even just listening and offering some tangible support might improve your chances of gaining favor.

Putting yourself in his shoes, if he were an employee, he would definitely feel more respect for such a boss.

I have the idea, but how do I get to know them? Through in-game private messaging?

Only three messages can be sent per day, which is simply not enough.

Private meetings one by one?

It's not realistic.

Finally, Wang Hao's gaze fell on an inconspicuous icon in the upper right corner of the game interface—a simplified conference table graphic.

He hadn't noticed it before.

Click to open.

A pop-up instructions window appears:

[All-team meeting function]

[Meetings may be held once a week. Each meeting must last 60 minutes.]

Administrators can input commands via voice or text, and the system will automatically translate them into appropriate and professional meeting content.

Should we convene a meeting immediately?

Wang Hao's eyes lit up.

Efficient, direct, and able to communicate with everyone at once!

This is also a good opportunity to learn about the company's overall situation and the status of each person.

That's it!

He decisively clicked "Yes".

"..."

Crescent Media Company.

Zhou Jianjun, the administrative supervisor, had his phone vibrate.

He picked it up and saw that it was a notification from the company's internal communication software, sent by an account with the highest privileges.

[Notice: Please immediately gather all employees in Conference Room 1 for an emergency meeting. Initiator: Top Management.]

Zhou Jianjun frowned slightly.

An emergency meeting?

Since the new boss took office, apart from giving out money and raising salaries, he hasn't held a formal meeting yet.

He muttered to himself, "What the hell is going on..."

But he still stood up, clapped his hands, and though the sound wasn't loud, it was enough to quiet the office down:

"Everyone, please take a break from your work. Gather in the conference room; the boss wants to call a meeting."

Accountant Sister Wang looked up from the ledger and adjusted her glasses:

"Old Zhou, what kind of meeting is this? Do I need to bring my account books?"

Zhou Jianjun shook his head: "The notice didn't go into details, it only said it was an emergency meeting. Let's go first."

After he finished speaking, he picked up his thermos and walked towards the conference room.

The remaining people looked at each other and then got up one after another.

Yu Xinxin was the most nervous.

She viewed her new boss with a thick "grateful filter." Upon hearing that a meeting was scheduled, she immediately jogged back to the front desk, quickly tidied her desk, picked up her notebook and pen, and even subconsciously straightened her hair while looking at her phone screen before hurriedly catching up with the group.

Soon, the seven people were seated in the not-so-spacious conference room.

At the oval conference table, Zhou Jianjun habitually sat on the side closest to the projector, with Sister Wang sitting opposite him, and the others taking their seats in turn.

External liaison officer Zhang Wei looked around, somewhat puzzled:

"Wasn't there supposed to be a meeting? Where's the boss?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the projection screen at the front of the conference room suddenly lit up.

There was no video footage, only a deep black background.

In the very center, a simple, slightly futuristic virtual character silhouette appears, its exact appearance unclear.

Immediately afterwards, a processed, electronically synthesized male voice came from the speakers:

Good afternoon, everyone.

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone unconsciously straightened their backs and focused their attention on the glowing screen.

In the rented room!

Wang Hao, wrapped in a blanket, brought the phone microphone close to his mouth, nervously cleared his throat, and then spoke in a tone that even he found a little stammering:

"Well... the reason I called everyone here today isn't anything particularly important, just a simple meeting to catch up. If you have any difficulties at work or in your personal lives, feel free to share them, and I'll try my best to help you resolve them..."

He spoke casually, and even somewhat incoherently.

However, the game system automatically filtered and transformed his slightly disorganized spoken words into a different kind of official rhetoric, which flowed from the conference room speakers:

[This gathering was convened temporarily for a specific reason.]

This is the first all-staff meeting, aimed at sharing information, clarifying the current situation, and jointly discussing the future.

We encourage everyone to speak freely, whether it's about obstacles in work progress or personal difficulties.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the seven people in the conference room instantly became somewhat subtle.

That's quite a sophisticated way to put it.

The language is formal, the structure is clear, and it conveys an unquestionable sense of authority, yet it also leaves room for listening.

Zhou Jianjun narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped his fingers lightly on the inside of the thermos.

This new boss speaks in a rather official manner.

However, phrases like "summoned temporarily" and "there are reasons for it" also convey a sense of top-down authority that leaves no room for negotiation.

Sister Wang quickly wrote down the keywords "first meeting", "listening to demands" and "discussing the future" in her open notebook, then looked up and stared sharply at the projection screen.

This new boss, since taking office, has done nothing but throw money around and hasn't done any concrete management. Is he trying to establish his authority by suddenly holding a meeting today?

Or are you trying to find out what's going on?

Yu Xinxin blinked her clear eyes and silently exclaimed "Wow!" in her heart.

"The way he talks sounds just like those high-ranking leaders on TV, all strategizing and planning!"