My Bank Is Connected to Another World

now.

Jiang Xiaomeng was a little confused.

Shu Fu!

It turned out to be Shu Fu!

It has been four months since the last goodbye, but in retrospect, the memory did not fade at all, because the boy gave her too much shock.

Can speak German.

Can paint.

Do not.

Is very good at painting.

For her craftsmanship praised by her peers and teachers, in front of Shu Fu, she has no confidence at all, because the two are not at the same level at all.

What left her most speechless was that the other party said that she was not a painter, but a wood engraver.

It's too shocking!

In retrospect, the last time Shu Fu suggested she go to Bilibili to publish comics.

Also said: goodbye bye.

I thought it was perfunctory.

What material.

It turned out to be a reality, and we met again on such an occasion.

I can't help but feel a little happy. Now, I have the opportunity to ask for advice.

Thought for a while.

Jiang Xiaomeng did not go up to touch.

But then, seeing Shu Fu look at her side, he nodded lightly at her.

Since Bilibili's main high-level staff were all underlings, they sat at a table and didn't have much conversation. Therefore, Shu Fu just found a place to sit casually.

See here.

Jiang Xiaomeng was immediately happy.

Today I thought I would just eat and watch the show, which was quite boring.

Look now, it's right.

. . .

soon.

At the beginning of the annual meeting, when the lights dimmed, only the stage was bright, and the general manager came to the stage to announce the start.

"Please, Chairman."

Suddenly.

The eyes are gathered together, the big boss of his own, but it is really not easy to see.

"Chairman?"

"I'm finally going to meet the real person."

"..."

Amidst the discussion, Shu Fu was seen walking slowly onto the stage.

Jiang Xiaomeng was taken aback.

Could it be...

"Introduce myself, my surname is Shu, the chairman of Bilibili."

"..."

It took a long time for Jiang Xiaomeng to return to his senses, thinking that Shu Fu was the invited guest, but unexpectedly he was the chairman.

It's no wonder that she was the first to serialize in Bilibili, which turned out to be for her own company.

Offstage.

Many employees sighed for a while, people are better than others, they have to kneel!

The last time Shu Fu came to the headquarters was in October, and in the following four months, Shu Fu never showed up.

"So handsome!"

"With such a boss, work is motivated."

"..."

Many girls have stars in their eyes.

This boss.

Followed.

Don't change jobs even if you are killed.

"In the past few months, Bilibili's development is obvious to all. It has become a standout in the domestic animation video field, and various businesses are on the right track."

"For the past six months, everyone has worked hard."

"But next year, it will be more difficult."

"Because."

"The company will be bigger, it will face more competition, and at the same time, there will be more moves."

"..."

Offstage.

Xu Yi sighed slightly, this so-called big move is not clear to ordinary employees, but as a director-level, how can it be unclear, it is really big.

Split.

Independence.

The entire Bilibili only retains animation-related businesses.

The rest will be independent companies.

truth.

I felt a little bit reluctant.

Although in some departments, he felt ‘very unreasonable’, ‘not making money’, ‘made fun of by the industry’, and ‘there are also internal discussions in the company, and he felt too radical. ’.

But when the family is separated, it always feels like something has been lost.

. . .

In fact.

Many employees are not clear about the details, but they have heard some news and know that the company will undergo major changes in the coming year.

When I think of this, I can't help but feel a little worried.

Because not all changes are good.

but.

This is not what they can decide.

On stage.

Shu Fu's speech is also coming to an end.

"All right."

"Don't say much, go to the next link."

"Wow!"

A round of applause, sincerely! Because the whole speech is only a minute, which is far less than expected.

There is no pie, no ramblings.

Self introduction.

Definitely work.

Plans for the coming year.

New Year greetings.

All the content, condensed in one minute, I have to say, efficiency!

Such a boss, I really like it!

. . .

programme.

Have a meal.

lottery.

Nearly three hours.

The first annual meeting ended like this, one by one left happily. Although the prizes of the lottery are not expensive, they are very distinctive and mostly related to animation.

There are also some customized electronic products.

This is not the point.

The point is --- year-end bonus.

That's right.

Companies that have been established for half a year have year-end bonuses, and they are not too low. Those who have not yet passed the probation period all have one thousand, and regular employees have at least three thousand yuan.

More than five or six thousand, or even tens of thousands.

Ten years.

This number.

It is already not low, especially for startups.

It's pretty good to be able to pay wages normally.

Year-end awards?

In many cases, it is a little extravagant hope.

truth.

They feel that a year-end bonus has exhausted the company's working capital?

In fact.

almost.

The funds in the Bilibili Company’s account, after the year-end bonus was issued, were more than two million yuan, which was at the expense of a blood transfusion from a game company.

Otherwise, it would have bottomed out.

. . .

After the employees left.

hotel.

Teahouse.

Jiang Xiaomeng and Shu Fu sat opposite each other, chatting, not about the company, just about painting skills.

Jiang Xiaomeng didn't care how much money he had and his boss.

For her, Shu Fu just has an extra identity besides the master of painting skills.

After one hour.

It's getting late, and the meaning is still unfinished, but Jiang Xiaomeng had to answer the call from home.

This time, she finally got Shu Fu's call.

"It's okay, don't fight."

"..."

Jiang Xiaomeng pouted.

This guy.

Annoying.

But why do people have the ability, Ben Meng endured it!

Of course, it's not really angry. In fact, she doesn't like that someone just asks her to gossip.

draw.

listen to music.

Look at the scene.

These simple things are what she loves.

Generally, the twitter of a best friend, she doesn't bother to participate.

"Go."

"Um."

Put Jiang Xiaomeng in the car at home to pick her up, Shu Fu also left and went straight to the airport.

Although it can be sent directly to Indonesia, it is too unchecked.

It is necessary to have a record of the itinerary.

after all.

nowadays.

Because some companies noticed him, the last flight record to Indonesia was placed in their data room.

Therefore, Shu Fu had to sit there in person.

big aeroplane.

First class.

It feels... so so, still a bit squeezed.

When you get rich, the buyer will make a private jet. No, just build one.

Relying on the technology at hand, there is still a little distance from the production of complete parts, but it is not impossible. The appearance and parts of other people's airplanes are all self-produced.

Um!

This can be.

. . .

the other side.

Go home.

"Who is that boy?" Jiang Xiaomeng's mother asked curiously.

To know.

In Jiang Xiaomeng's circle of friends, there are very few boys. It's not that no boys like it, but Jiang Xiaomeng thinks that those guys are too naive.

Said it was impossible to talk.

"This is what I said, the master painter."

Jiang Xiaomeng told the family, but did not mention the car accident, so that the family members were not worried.

"Grandmaster?"

Mother Jiang was taken aback.

Then I immediately reacted. A few months ago, my daughter said that she had met a very good painter, and she was full of praise~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and even complained about it, but the contact information was not available.

"Meet it again?"

"Um."

"He found you?"

"..."

Looking at his mother, Jiang Xiaomeng rolled his eyes.

"What do you want, your daughter doesn't have that great charm."

Don't call her if she's okay, listen, it's too much trouble to say such a thing.

"How could it be that our daughter is so beautiful... I am as good-looking as your mother." Mother Jiang smiled.

"..."

Mom, you gold, it's so posted... so flashy.