Rewrite the Technological Landscape

"In order to achieve the 10 billion sales target, the basic tasks for everyone next year are as follows."

As Meng Qian said, the PPT turned to the next page, which read:

Game Development Department: Complete 3D game engine development.

Instant Messaging Development Department: Completed the ecological development of mobile wind letter. Commercial Software Development Department: Complete database development.

Industrial Software Development Department: Completed the development of EAD software set.

Application Software Development Department: Complete browser development and development. Mobile Communication Development Department: Conquer OFDM technology.

Sales targets: game sales target 5 billion, Fengxin sales target 2 billion, commercial software sales target 1.5 billion, industrial software sales target 1 billion, application software sales target 500 million.

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Most of the employees frowned because Meng Qian’s requirements were obviously a bit high. For example, it takes about three years to build a 3D game engine abroad, but Meng Qian needs employees to do it in more than a year. For example, OFDM has just made some progress. Meng Qian had to conquer within a year.

But no one raised the meaning, because Meng Qian has been reminding everyone today that in the future, everyone’s pressure will become greater and greater. This is pressure, and this is the price of high wages and high benefits. Whether or not to stay in the Dafeng Group, everyone can think about it during the next period of time.

"Does anyone have any doubts?" Meng Qian asked symbolically, and no one spoke, "Well, I mentioned one thing before, that is, internal awards.

The internal awards will be implemented tonight and will be gradually improved in the future. In a short while, we will announce this year’s internal awards and the winners and rewards.

I don’t want to say too much. I look forward to your performance next year. Now at 4:47, everyone has a rest. The dinner will officially start at 5:00. "

"Papa Papa Papa!" Meng Qian walked off the stage amidst enthusiastic applause.

At exactly five o'clock, all the agents entered the venue. Fu Qinyi and others prepared an opening dance. Now that there are more people in the company, there are naturally more talented people. Various performances crowded the annual party dinner process.

After Fu Qinyi and others performed, the theme of today's annual meeting was displayed on the stage: A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Soon after the dinner began, Meng Qian began to toast at each table. He first walked to the side table. Sitting on this table was the company’s oldest group of employees. "Wei Pengtian, I heard that you changed a big house?"

"Well, a young couple moved into that house before, and they babbled every night. If they can't stand it, they change places." Wei Pengtian said inexplicably embarrassed.

"President Meng, listen to him farting." Song Zhenluo gave Wei Pengtian a glance. "This kid forgot to turn off the sound when watching the hard drive at night, but he called the police next door. He had no face to live there."

"Fuck, I remember I didn't give you such an exciting subject..."

Meng Qian joked along, causing everyone to laugh. With this laugh, Meng Qian raised the glass to the center and smiled from the bottom of his heart, "I won’t talk nonsense in front of you. There is one thing that I am particularly happy about, that is you. None of them left."

Everyone smiled, and Si Yuhang suddenly touched Meng Qian's cup alone, "In the design, just mention any goals you have. Don't think about it too much. If others can't do it, I will do it for you alone."

Everyone glanced at Si Yuhang, Song Zhenluo also touched Meng Qian's cup, "I will definitely get the game engine out for you next year. If I can't do it, I will castrate Wei Pengtian!"

"What's the matter with me?" Wei Pengtian stunned Song Zhenluo, and then touched Meng Qian's cup, "but Luo Gou said that there is nothing wrong with it. I am here. Next year, the game engine will definitely give it to you. You figure it out."

Fu Qinyi on the side seemed to hesitate for a while, and touched the cup with both hands, "We will definitely not hold back here."

"It's alright." Meng Qian saw that everyone wanted to make a statement, so he stopped, "Knowing that you all want to take the responsibility, then that's it. If you can't get it out next year, everyone will give me a year's salary."

Meng Qian grabbed the foot of the cup and turned around, and after a touch with everyone, he drank a glass of wine.

Then I arrived at the table where Liang Zhiguo was waiting for Ding Mingyuan and others. Seeing everyone drinking drinks, Meng Qian couldn't help asking, "Why don't several teachers drink alcohol today?"

"It's rare for everyone to get together today. In the evening, we plan to discuss the next development of the lithography machine together, so we won't drink, so as not to make things wrong." Liang Zhiguo explained after a few people got up.

Meng Qian smiled and said, "The annual meeting is for rest. Why should you worry about work this night? Come on, the teachers will change the wine."

Liang Zhiguo stopped Meng Qian’s hand that wanted to take the wine, “I’m really not drinking it. The reason why our units send us people this time is to discuss the work. When the immersion lithography machine is completed, we will do a good job. Drink with you!"

Meng Qian noticed that there was a small notebook in front of several teachers. Although this kind of race against time made Meng Qian feel a little incomprehensible, Meng Qian knew how to respect them, "Okay, those teachers just drink it. Drink, I'm doing it."

After the toast, Meng Qian asked, "That's right, a few teachers. Why hasn't the communication conference that started hype at the beginning of the year yet? Do the teachers know?"

"Because the domestic communications industry has encountered some changes at this time." Ding Mingyuan expressed an expression of understanding.

"Teacher Ding, can you elaborate on it?"

"We have our own 3G standard, do you know?"

"I know."

Ding Mingyuan nodded, "Since I have spent my time working on my own standards, I naturally hope to promote my own standards, at least in the country.

However, foreign countries also wanted to extend their standards to China. The country actually had a promotion strategy. As a result, a major event happened in December. "

"December? Big event?" Meng Qian subconsciously recalled the news he had read in December 2001, and suddenly realized what, "Shall we enter the WTO?"

"Yes." Ding Mingyuan uttered the right word in a very helpless tone. UU Reading www.uukahnshu.com "To enter the WTO is definitely a good thing as a whole, but it will also face greater external market shocks and from certain sources. The national inequality policy attack, the communications industry, has also been affected.

In particular, the country has already clarified the research and development of 4G, this matter, others are not very happy to see. "

"So that's it." Meng Qian suddenly realized, "Then this communication conference can't be held for the time being?"

"It's still going to happen, but it has to be postponed later. It's chaotic right now."

Meng Qian nodded his head to express his understanding, and planned to see the situation later. If it was impossible, he would visit the companies he wanted to see one by one.

After leaving Liang Zhiguo's table, Meng Qian respected each table. There were more than a hundred tables, but he didn't fall.

The atmosphere of the annual party dinner was maintained very well. At eight o'clock exactly, the host announced the curtain, "Next, Mr. Meng prepared a gift for everyone, let us applaud and welcome."

With a certain amount of alcohol, the applause was even more enthusiastic this time. After Meng Qian came to the stage, the applause slowly faded half a minute, "Actually everyone knows what I'm here for, right?"

"Year-end bonus!" Some people who drank too much have already released themselves by now.

Naturally, Meng Qian doesn’t care about the performance of the employees. The annual meeting is just to be happy. “Last year, our 100 employees gave out 1 million year-end awards. Then this year, we have more than 1,000 employees. Guess I’m ready. How many year-end awards did you have?"

"Ten million!"

Many people below shouted. After asking everyone to guess for a while, Meng Qian slowly stepped back a few steps, and then suddenly removed the red cloth on the stage. When the red cloth fell, almost everyone at the scene was stunned for a few seconds, and then they heard one after another.

No one thought that behind the stage tonight, there was actually a wall of cash...