What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

"Did I agree to this? And you two are just making arrangements for me like this?"

Qin Ze also fell silent.

The two old guys just sat there, looking cool and indulging in self-pity.

What do you mean by believing in young people and investing in the future?

But you're discussing my career.

"I think I'm doing quite well at school, and I really enjoy this simple life."

"Work on projects, collect bonuses, and make a small contribution to the country."

"I don't really want to go anywhere else."

If I were all alone, that would be one thing.

Unfortunately, he still had a brother named Tongzi to support.

I've just found a way to make money on projects that guarantee people's livelihoods, and I'm just getting things going a little better, and you want to transfer me away again?

That's impossible!

Once the projects that guarantee people's livelihood are put into mass production and implemented, there will be a steady stream of income.

With dividends in hand, there's a guaranteed minimum of 100,000 to 200,000 per month.

For him, this kind of continuous and stable income is the most desirable, at least it can guarantee that Brother Tongzi will never run out of money.

After hearing Qin Ze's resolute decision, Wu Changjiang became extremely agitated.

"No, this is such a great opportunity, how can you refuse?"

"It's like the state has set up a separate state-owned enterprise for you, so you can do whatever you want."

"From now on, any projects you undertake to guarantee people's livelihoods will be perfectly legitimate."

Qin Ze: "No, I'm fine as I am. Any more trouble and I'll be exhausted."

Song Jingcheng had not anticipated this.

When he met with his superiors, he kept considering the group's structure and future role, taking into account all aspects of the issues.

The only thing that wasn't taken into consideration was whether Qin Ze himself would agree.

Therefore, the boss was caught off guard and quickly tried to dissuade him, saying, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you."

"I'm really too tired lately, boss," Qin Ze said uninterestedly.

"Then you should at least think about the bigger picture. From the country's perspective, we very much hope that your innovative capabilities can be scaled up into an industry..."

Qin Ze: "Boss, even if I were a donkey in the production team, I would still need to rest."

"But I don't have any other candidates."

"I can't help it," said General Song helplessly.

"With an initial investment of nearly 300 billion, plus subsequent capital operations, the revenue must be at least 500 billion."

"With such a large scale and such technical requirements, you're the most suitable candidate..."

Qin Ze suddenly paused, "Wait? Young Master Duo?"

"Five hundred billion."

Qin Ze's eyes widened: "So many?"

"That's still a conservative estimate!"

Song Jingcheng counted them on his fingers.

"Our initial funding is 280 billion."

"This money, after being processed through a capital platform, will be multiplied three times in value."

"With such strong capital support, Zhongxin Defense's revenue is guaranteed to start at 500 billion yuan."

"As for the upper limit, that depends on your skill level."

Qin Ze frowned.

Five hundred billion...

Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of thousands...

He ran the number through his mind; it was longer than his phone number.

"Does all this money count as my earnings?"

Song Jingcheng didn't understand why Qin Ze asked that, but he still patiently answered, "Of course."

"Can I put it in my own pocket?"

Wu Changjiang agreed: "Sure, if you don't mind wearing a bracelet."

"I understand, you're worried about your treatment."

Song Jingcheng smiled upon hearing this.

The wages of avarice is death.

No one can live on passion alone.

Qin Ze's concern about compensation actually proves his sincerity.

"We certainly won't treat you unfairly in terms of compensation."

"According to the general regulations of central state-owned enterprises, the chairman's salary consists of a fixed salary and performance-based pay. The ratio of these two is determined by the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission (SASAC), and is generally a fixed number."

"The better ones are around a million or two hundred thousand."

Qin Ze: "A year?"

"Yes, but this is not your salary system."

Song Jingcheng waved his hand and said.

"I've also discussed this with my superiors."

"The autonomy of Sino-Singapore Defense is unprecedented."

"Whether it's business or finance, everything is decided independently by the group. The State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission only plays a supervisory role and has no real power."

"Therefore, according to this principle, as the chairman of the board, you can set up a separate compensation committee."

"The salaries of your company's employees are determined by the Salary Committee."

"I believe that with your abilities, you must have earned a considerable amount of technology equity and performance bonuses."

How much you can earn depends entirely on your skills.

Leaders all know that if you want a horse to run, you have to feed it more grass.

Moreover, Qin Ze's situation is rather special.

If he takes up a position at Sino-Singapore Defense, it won't be a simple management role.

Most importantly, it's his technique.

For this kind of talent, any salary is worthwhile.

Because if measured in monetary terms, the revenue generated by those technologies is immeasurable.

Therefore, an exception was made, and a salary system more like that of a listed company was arranged for Qin Ze.

"Among so many state-owned enterprises in China, only China-Singapore Defense can independently decide its own finances. Are you satisfied with this treatment?"

Qin Ze's expression suddenly changed: "Hey! Boss, whether you're satisfied or not, I'll follow the organization's orders!"

General Song gave a cold laugh: "Didn't you just say you were tired?"

Tired? Being tired is good!

Qin Ze forced a smile.

"At my age, it's normal to have trouble sleeping."

"Don't worry, boss!"

"I'll show you what it means to start something good and finish it well."

"No meals, only pig feed; no peaceful death, only the death knell; the fate of the world is uncertain, we are all dark horses; when the alarm clock rings, we'll immediately become oxen and horses."

Song Jingcheng: "Stop nagging your kid. If you like money, just say so."

"Hey, it's not about the money. I just have a strong craving for power. I love being the top leader all the time."

Qin Ze had already realized what was happening.

Regardless of the circumstances, China-Singapore Defense is a large state-owned enterprise.

Revenue figures are all in the tens of digits.

The higher authorities also promised that Sino-Singapore Defense would have its own financial autonomy.

Then how much money you earn is entirely up to you.

With 500 billion in revenue, even a small portion of it would be enough for Brother Tong to live off for a lifetime.

So what's there to be afraid of?

It has to be done.

"I knew you still cared about money."

Song Jingcheng had grasped the situation perfectly.

"It is only natural for a gentleman to love wealth."

"You can decide on the compensation yourself, just don't go too far, and don't attract the attention of the anti-corruption campaign."

"Otherwise, I'd have to bail you out."

Qin Ze: "So, it's okay if I'm greedy?"

Song Jingcheng did not reply.

But his meaning was already very clear.

People like Qin Ze, as long as they don't commit any heinous crimes punishable by death, are likely to be spared.

"But there's something I need to tell you first: with great power comes great responsibility."

Song Jingcheng emphasized.

"We've given you autonomy, so don't expect any support from us later on."