Is it wrong for a tutor to correct a troubled girl?

She paused.

Recalling her encounter with Teacher Liu, he looked at her so intently, without any evil thoughts in his eyes. The expression on his face gave her the feeling that he was coming to save her.

But if she looked again, she would find that his expression was frighteningly serious, as if what she had seen before was just an illusion.

She couldn't tell which was real and which was an illusion.

However, every time she looked at Teacher Liu, a voice in her heart told her that she could try to believe him, believe Teacher Liu.

She couldn't explain why, but she chose to believe her own heart.

Yan Xining turned her head and looked at Liu Mingfei. She gently placed her hands on her chest, slowly closed her eyes, and whispered:

"Maybe it's because, Mr. Liu, you... are special."

7. Surprise! The boss actually decided to wear women's clothing?! (5k for this chapter)

Am I special?

What does "special" mean?

Liu Mingfei quietly pondered the meaning of Yan Xining's last sentence. He couldn't figure out the meaning behind it.

What kind of specialness is this? Is it in terms of identity or finances? Or is it something else he doesn't understand?

Ahhh, my head hurts. Liu Mingfei thought that if he had known this before, he would not have skipped the dialogue when playing gal games. Maybe he could understand what Yan Xining wanted to express.

So what should we do now? Ask fellow screenwriters?

“Brother Fei…Brother Fei!”

Ye Xiaolu suddenly patted Liu Mingfei on the shoulder, and Liu Mingfei suddenly came back to his senses.

Everyone in the conference room was looking at him, and Ye Xiaolu had already finished the final report. It was now his turn to give the final mobilization speech before the game went online.

"Ahem." Liu Mingfei coughed and smiled lightly, "Sorry, I'm already imagining the scene where we'll make a fortune when we go online tomorrow."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone in the conference room laughed. Even though what Liu Mingfei said sounded a bit far-fetched, it was exactly what they were thinking. When the boss said it himself, they felt the burden on their shoulders was lightened a lot.

Suddenly, the tense atmosphere in the conference room disappeared. Everyone looked relaxed and was looking forward to tomorrow's results.

After motivating the employees and urging each of them to withstand the pressure of the overcrowded server, Liu Mingfei adjourned the meeting and called Finance Minister Ye Xiaolu into the office alone.

"Brother Fei, are you looking for me?" Ye Xiaolu asked neatly after pushing open the office door.

"Yeah, that's right." Liu Mingfei didn't hesitate and stated his conclusion directly. "Draft a recruitment draft for me to review. I'm very confident in the game we're making. It's time to hire some new people."

At this time, Ye Xiaolu smiled slightly, as if she had already predicted what Liu Mingfei was going to say. She took out a draft that had been prepared long ago from the file bag and placed it on Liu Mingfei's desk, with a smug expression on her face.

It seems to be saying, Brother Fei, please finish reading it quickly and praise me a lot after you finish reading it!

Liu Mingfei picked up the draft, took a quick look at it, then neatly arranged it and pushed it back intact.

He did not sign the draft, which means that he thought the draft was unqualified and had problems.

Ye Xiaolu suddenly fell silent. She stared at the draft that she had worked on for several nights without saying a word. Even with makeup on, she couldn't hide the thick dark circles under her eyes.

She was waiting for Liu Mingfei to speak.

Liu Mingfei quickly coughed lightly.

"You want to recruit a large number of undergraduates and raise their salaries, right?"

Ye Xiaolu nodded without hesitation:

"That's right. Our studio is too small, and it's not very large. We're not even a company right now. If we were to recruit people based on our game-making standards, I doubt anyone would submit a resume."

Liu Mingfei sighed.

"I will not sign this draft. Think about it carefully."

As Liu Mingfei's finance minister, Ye Xiaolu was in charge of the financial situation of the entire studio. Even various budgetary matters of the studio were handled by Ye Xiaolu herself. Liu Mingfei had basically never rejected any of her written drafts, but this time, Liu Mingfei rejected it extremely seriously.

Ye Xiaolu felt unwilling, she pursed her lips and waited for a long time before she asked.

"Brother Fei, can I know the reason?"

Liu Mingfei didn't say anything, but took out two small cakes from the bookcase beside him, stood up and walked to the sofa, took out the tea that he had treasured for a long time, and said to Ye Xiaolu:

"Sit down and chat while you eat your cakes."

Ye Xiaolu also put the file bag on the table with a slight smile on her face. She was in charge of the power, which also meant that the burden on her was much heavier than that of ordinary employees. Now she felt much more relaxed to be able to eat cake with Fei Ge, who hardly ate desserts.

"Boss, why don't you have the macaron cake I ordered?"

Ye Xiaolu was still thinking about the macaron cake that Liu Mingfei had crossed out. You know, that cake was specially made by the dessert shop downstairs. The purchase was limited every day and it tasted especially good. It was said that the store manager was a French lady with blonde hair, blue eyes and big curly hair. She was a young lady herself and she didn't run the store for the purpose of making money. She just wanted people to eat delicious cakes. Therefore, it was difficult to buy it.

Liu Mingfei knew that Ye Xiaolu was a foodie, especially a dessert lover. Even after the studio stopped restocking, she would use her lunch break and her savings to buy cakes there several times.

Thanks to the fact that Liu Mingfei pays wages according to the salary system of large enterprises, the employees are quite well-off and can afford to eat a piece of cake.

Liu Mingfei poured a cup of tea for Ye Xiaolu and when he pushed it in front of Ye Xiaolu, the temperature was just right for drinking.

"Just drink and listen to me."

"Okay." Ye Xiaolu picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Liu Mingfei knocked on the table. "For new employees, after their internship or probationary period, those with a master's degree can only get two-thirds of our salary, those with an undergraduate degree can only get one-third of our salary, and those with a doctorate can only get the same salary as us."

Ye Xiaolu almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of tea. She choked on the sofa and coughed wildly. She rolled her eyes at Liu Mingfei in a charming way, as if to say, Brother Fei, you deliberately let her listen while drinking tea.

"Brother Fei...if that's the standard, why don't they choose a large company instead of a small studio like ours?"

Liu Mingfei smiled and took a sip of tea calmly.

“Although we are small in number, this also means we have a lot of room for growth.”

Ye Xiaolu held her forehead while eating the cake. She knew that Brother Fei was just making empty promises. Just because she could eat the cake bravely didn't mean that newcomers would be as brave as her and try it.

Liu Mingfei drank his tea calmly. He knew what Ye Xiaolu was thinking. After eating half a piece of cake, he put down the fork in his hand and poured another cup of tea for Ye Xiaolu.

"Of course, it's not impossible to ask them to get a higher salary."

Liu Mingfei pushed the teacup in front of Ye Xiaolu. Ye Xiaolu did not take it or speak, but looked at him quietly, waiting for his answer.

After finishing his tea, Liu Mingfei let out a long sigh and leaned back on the sofa, saying, "Let them take the postgraduate entrance exam and come to our school. I can increase their salaries."

Ye Xiaolu hesitated. She said, "But Brother Fei, if we really express such an attitude, won't it create a culture of discrimination in the workplace? We're just getting ready to take off. If we get infected with this kind of culture too early, it won't be conducive to unity and it will easily make everyone harbor ulterior motives."

Liu Mingfei didn't respond, but quietly ate the remaining half of his cake. He didn't like desserts very much, and even when he needed a sugar boost, he'd always drink coffee with sugar, which was refreshing and invigorating. After finishing his cake, he wiped his mouth with a tissue and asked, "Xiaolu, do you think we are more important, or the newcomer?"

Ye Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, but quickly replied: "We are certainly important now, but once we grow and become stronger, both of us will be very important and neither can be missing."

"Okay." Liu Mingfei glanced at Ye Xiaolu with appreciation, and then asked his second question, "Do you remember what our educational background is?"

"Master's degree?" Ye Xiaolu was slightly stunned and asked subconsciously.

Liu Mingfei suddenly clenched his palms, and the tissue became a ball in his hand.

"He's a master's degree holder from Feng University, formerly Yunhai Jiaotong University!"

Liu Mingfei opened the album on his phone and pulled out a photo of all the current studio employees, with the background being in front of the windy Arc de Triomphe.

Liu Mingfei said softly but seriously, "Including you, Ye Xiaolu, our academic qualifications are all master's degrees from Feng University, but this does not mean that our upper limit is a master's degree from Feng University. You should know the specific reasons."

Ye Xiaolu pinched her fingers slightly, of course she knew it.

All of them simply chose Feng University and stayed there for postgraduate studies. It doesn’t mean that they are not capable of reaching a higher level.

But it was precisely because she chose Fengda that she met a group of like-minded partners and founded the Salmon Studio together.

Although the early days were very hard, with a group of capable people like them, anyone could easily earn extra money to supplement the family income, which helped them get through the most difficult days at the beginning of the studio.

Fortunately, the night is over now and dawn is about to break.

Liu Mingfei finished his fourth cup of tea.

"I know you want to expand the studio as quickly as possible, and you feel that everyone who joins our studio is crucial, regardless of their level of skill."

With a bang, Liu Mingfei placed the teacup heavily on the coffee table, scaring Ye Xiaolu so much that she almost jumped up... This was the first time she saw Liu Mingfei show a ferocious emotion.

Liu Mingfei said coldly, "But our people are also people. We've spent a year practicing and developing to achieve what we've achieved. Everyone's skills have improved significantly, and we're getting the salary we deserve. If those fresh graduates have no practical experience and even their coding skills are backward, how can they get the same salary as us? The most important thing to the entire studio right now is our people. It took us a year to break away from the greenhouse of school and catch up with the cutting-edge R&D level of large companies. Now a group of rookies come in and want us to teach them and get the same salary as us. How do you expect our people to view them? Do you think their morale will be shaken?"

"Take Big Dog for example. He's a student in Feng University's ACM class. In the field of ACM algorithms, Feng University claims to be second in the country, and no other school dares to claim to be first. In the ICPC Global Collegiate Algorithm Competition, there have been only four championships in China, and Feng University has won three. As a top student in the ACM class, Big Dog has long been offered monthly salaries of 100,000 yuan by major companies such as ByteDance, Tencent, Netcom, and Zhongwei. The top programmers in China earn this much, and any higher income is only an exception. Our studio simply can't afford to pay Big Dog a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan, but Big Dog resolutely gave up the high salary and came to our studio."

Ye Xiaolu said with a bitter face: "Brother Fei... I know, but if they really only take that salary, not even half of it, they look down on our studio. Although they may not get a high salary in a big company, since small companies and even studios also pay such low salaries, why don't they go to big companies?"

"I've already thought about this problem." Liu Mingfei poured Ye Xiaolu another cup of tea. "First of all, our salmon industry needs to develop fast enough."

"Of course, with a base of more than ten of us, development will naturally not be slow. Some large companies' project teams don't have a configuration like ours, with more than ten masters from Feng University working on the same project team."

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"Also, after the game is launched and we've recruited enough people, all the new hires will go back to maintain the old project. Only one or two of our original hires will remain on the old project, and the rest will leave the project and use the new technologies we've learned from practice to develop new games."

Ye Xiaolu was surprised and couldn't help but use honorifics.

"Are you going to make all of us develop new games with new technology? What about the old projects?"

"Don't worry," Liu Mingfei sighed. "The project framework and code we left behind are extremely standardized, and they're all what we learned in school. Newcomers won't have any problems understanding them. And instead of asking us to use new technology to maintain old projects, it's better to let newcomers consolidate what they learned in school, and while doing so, explore and learn our new technology."

"They want to get high salaries and join our new project development team. It's simple: they have to walk the same path we've walked and keep up with our level. This will also help them compete. And considering the difficulty of our development, we are currently only recruiting students from C9 universities, which are the top nine universities in the country, as well as some international students with overseas life experience. By then, there will always be new undergraduates or even masters who feel they have enough skills and refuse to accept us not to join. Then, like a chicken with steroids, they will frantically prove themselves, which will drive competition among employees and overwhelm others. This is actually a good thing."

"As for whether there will be rumors that we are biased towards our own people and only promote our own people with strong personalities, that is something I need to consider. You don't need to worry about it. You just need to recruit people for me."

Ye Xiaolu finished a cup of tea and breathed a sigh of relief. "In that case, I'll rewrite a draft according to your request, Brother Fei. Will you review it then?"

"Yeah." Liu Mingfei nodded.

When Ye Xiaolu was about to get up and leave, he pulled her back and added:

"When you actually go to recruit people, you can focus on campus recruitment at our headquarters, and don't worry too much about other places."

"Why?" Ye Xiaolu asked curiously.

"Because our current welfare system is indeed not high enough, this is an obvious problem at the moment, but we do need outstanding talents."

"Therefore, returning to headquarters to recruit people is the best option. We can use our status to play the emotional card. Plus, we have over ten Masters from Feng University here, which is our best asset. We can offer them higher salaries. We'll take as many Masters and undergraduates from Feng University as we can. Only the status of alumni and Masters from our headquarters will make them not care about our size and wholeheartedly serve us... and help us overcome this difficult time. As for students from other universities, we can treat them as unexpected surprises and train them together."

Having said that, Liu Mingfei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"When we grow bigger, all our employees will have high salaries and benefits, and they will all be top talent. This will naturally attract top university graduates. We won't even need to advertise; they'll come to us on their own."

Ye Xiaolu was moved by Liu Mingfei's ideas and immediately decided to work overtime tonight to draft a bill.

Just as she was leaving, Ye Xiaolu seemed to suddenly think of something and asked:

"Brother Fei, how come I didn't know that our school's School of Computer Science and School of Software are so powerful?" Ye Xiaolu asked like a curious baby.

Liu Mingfei immediately rolled his eyes.

"Nonsense! You're from the Business School and you've betrayed our Software School. And every time you see us, you don't ask about our studies. Instead, you talk about how there are fewer men in your Business School and gossip about your side."

Ye Xiaolu's cheeks flushed, and she immediately said, "Don't worry, Brother Fei. With what you just explained to me, I now understand your good intentions. I will definitely be able to draw up a draft tonight."

Liu Mingfei smiled but said nothing, thinking about the importance of motivating employees.

The harder the employees work, the more relaxed the boss is. After Ye Xiaolu left, he browsed the online shopping app and planned to customize a few sets of clothes for Yan Xining.

After traveling through time this time, he did not exchange his points for abilities, but for cash. Otherwise, how would he have the money to live in a duplex, drive a luxury car, and support his lover... the charming and eye-catching student Yan Xi Ning.

However, I adhere to the principle that points can be used but not used up, and it is better to be safe than sorry.

Apart from necessary expenses, such as small expenses like custom-made clothes for Yan Xining, there is no need to use points for expenses that can be afforded in the real world.

Just as Liu Mingfei and the merchant had finished discussing the clothing and the customer service sent the customized template, there was a sudden knock on the office door.

Liu Mingfei was stunned, put down his phone, looked towards the door and said, "Come in."

Ye Xiaolu walked in with a new draft and placed it on Liu Mingfei's desk.

After Liu Mingfei took it, he read it carefully with great satisfaction.

Noticing the change in Liu Mingfei's expression, Ye Xiaolu felt extremely happy, thinking that she had finally helped her boss.

You know, the boss even makes money by driving a taxi, so there is no reason for her not to be more motivated.

But since the boss didn’t go out to run orders today and the development of the game has been completed, what is he doing tonight?

Ye Xiaolu glanced at Liu Mingfei's screen curiously.

Then she froze.

The boss is actually buying maid outfits!