Chapter 163 Blood and Sweat Factory

Half an hour later, the office building where the online author training class was located.

Ma Yiqun led Pei Qian towards the "small black room" rented by Zhongdian Chinese Website.

Although Ma Yiqun had already handed over all matters here to Zhu Xing'an, now that President Pei had arrived, Ma Yiqun naturally had to personally receive him and report on the work.

"President Pei, this is our plan for this training class."

"This is the template for the agreement signed with the authors."

"And the daily living arrangements..."

Ma Yiqun introduced everything to Pei Qian one by one, his words filled with pride.

He was indeed quite proud because the website's traffic data had clearly improved during this period!

One author's increased updates mostly only affected their own book, and the effect on the website's data was minimal.

But what if many authors increased their updates together?

The website always held events like double monthly votes regularly, precisely to stimulate authors to increase their updates, thereby boosting the overall data of the website.

Now, with the increased updates from these mid-level authors in the training class, the reader stickiness of each book was increasing, and the website's data naturally looked much better.

"President Pei, this is the recent data growth of the website."

"This is reader feedback."

"In short, this training class has been a great success! It can be said to be a win-win-win situation for readers, authors, and the website!"

"So, I plan to hold the next training class immediately after this one ends, and continue to bring in some new authors, so that the training class activities become a regular thing..."

"Of course, it's all ultimately because President Pei's policy is correct!"

"President Pei, you were right, great authors are not found by digging, but cultivated by ourselves."

"I've thought about it, even if we dig up a great author from another website and give them a generous buyout price, the website will not be able to retain this popularity for long because it lacks the soil and a lack of middle-level strength."

"Now that this training class has started, even if we can't cultivate a great author, as long as we can cultivate these mid-level authors well, our website will definitely flourish, and a great author will emerge from these mid-level authors sooner or later!"

Pei Qian: "..."

Pei Qian didn't know until Ma Yiqun said it, that the problem had become so serious?

At this time, the authors were still wandering around Jingzhou with Zhu Xing'an, and hadn't returned.

So, Pei Qian and Ma Yiqun could talk here without being disturbed.

Pei Qian casually turned on a computer and found that as soon as this computer was turned on, it automatically entered the small black room state, and there was basically no way to carry out too many entertainment activities.

Looking at the content written on this agreement again...

As a salted fish, Pei Qian instinctively felt a chill in his heart.

What a deep scheme!

Isn't this just a sweatshop that converts salted fish into strivers in batches?

Pei Qian wanted to destroy this sweatshop in the name of the Tengda spirit and rescue the exploited authors.

But on second thought, it was not good to force it.

Because Ma Yiqun stipulated an eight-hour working day for these authors, and didn't let them work overtime for a minute!

In name, it did not violate Tengda's regulations, and it also included food and accommodation, as well as a basic salary and five social insurances and one housing fund. This treatment was already good enough.

The only problem might be that the computer was forced to enter the small black room state as soon as it was turned on.

Pei Qian felt that he could start from this point.

But this had to have a reason and required the cooperation of the authors.

Pei Qian did not reveal his thoughts, but continued to talk to Ma Yiqun about some details of the training class, while waiting for the authors to return.

They went out at 1:00 noon, and it was almost time to come back.

Not long after, there was a burst of footsteps outside.

"The scenic spots in Jingzhou are pretty average, not much to see, but I took a few photos, so it's not a wasted trip."

"Mo Yu Internet Cafe is really good, why haven't I seen it in other cities?" (Mo Yu = touching fish, slacking off)

"I feel that Jingzhou is a really livable place."

The itinerary this afternoon was very simple. The authors first went to a few lesser-known historical sites in Jingzhou to experience the historical features of Jingzhou, and then went to the nearest Mo Yu Internet Cafe to sit for a while.

The itinerary was relatively relaxed, and everyone was not tired.

At this time, the authors returned to the "small black room" where they usually worked, and found that the door was open, Ma Yiqun was here, and a young man was sitting next to him.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then greeted one after another: "Manager Ma!"

Ma Yiqun smiled and stood up: "Everyone had a good time, right? Let me introduce you, this is the president of our Tengda Group, President Pei Qian. He came here today to take care of everyone..."

Ma Yiqun gave a brief introduction, and the authors greeted him one after another.

This was the boss's boss, so they couldn't neglect him.

Although most authors didn't like and weren't good at these interpersonal relationships, they still had the necessary courtesy.

Pei Qian didn't care about these things. He had other plans for waiting until now, so he went straight to the point.

"Everyone has worked hard during this period!"

"If there is anything that is not well taken care of, everyone can bring it up at any time, and we will definitely correct it immediately."

"What do you think of this online author training class?"

The authors saw that President Pei was so polite, and hurriedly replied: "President Pei, you are too polite! Manager Ma took care of us very well, we only have gratitude, no opinions!"

"The effect of this training class is great, we can create faster, our lives are more regular, and our bodies are healthier. In short, thank you very much President Pei and the website for giving us this opportunity!"

Other authors echoed.

Pei Qian: "..."

Too disappointing!

He originally hoped that these authors would pick on faults. As long as any author picked on a fault, Pei Qian could push the boat along the river and let Ma Yiqun change it.

For example, if an author said, "It's too inconvenient not to be able to play games and watch videos on the computer," Pei Qian could logically ask Ma Yiqun to remove the small black room status of all computers.

As a result, it was all flattery!

Pei Qian was speechless, but the more these authors said this, the more determined his idea became.

Since the effect is so good, then it must be changed!

Pei Qian coughed lightly and decided to give them some hints: "I wonder if everyone is used to the small black room status of the computer?"

"I think that writing novels is a creative activity, and closing the small black room may stifle everyone's imagination and creativity."

"Why don't we cancel the small black room, what do you think?"

Pei Qian originally thought that these authors would be ecstatic and applaud, and then he could "follow the will of the people" and let Ma Yiqun remove the small black room status of all computers.

As a result, the first few authors were shocked and shook their heads vigorously.

"President Pei, absolutely not!"

"The small black room can help us avoid outside interference and improve work efficiency, so it must not be cancelled!"

"If it is cancelled, it will definitely not be possible to update eight thousand or ten thousand words a day!"

Others also echoed: "Yes, yes, don't cancel it!"

Pei Qian: "???"

Damn it, I met a group of stubborn authors...

You are not happy to lift the small black room status for you?

Cui Geng, who was in the last row, originally wanted to echo President Pei, but after thinking about it, he still shut up.

It wasn't because he was embarrassed, he was very thick-skinned.

If it was a week ago, Cui Geng would definitely be the first to stand up and ask President Pei to lift the small black room status for himself.

But now, he hesitated.

Because after adapting for the past few days, Cui Geng found that in this special environment, with the help of the small black room, he could indeed complete the goal of updating eight thousand or ten thousand words a day.

Without the small black room, he would definitely return to the state of a one-update beast.

That would also mean that his grades, income, reader reputation, etc., would quickly decline to their original state.

At that time, the results of all the authors in the training class would be flourishing and getting better and better, but he would be the only one who was half-dead...

He would be very embarrassed at that time.

What's more, this President Pei is smiling, who knows if he is fishing?

If I raise my hand, what if I am caught as a negative example?

So, Cui Geng silently shut up.

Pei Qian looked around and found that none of these authors supported the cancellation of the small black room.

Pei Qian felt a burst of tiredness.

Damn it, I actually met a room full of strivers!

What should I do!

He looked at Ma Yiqun, who had a smile on his face and showed him an approving look.

It seemed to be saying: "President Pei, your trick of playing hard to get is really good! It's a pity that no one was fooled."

Pei Qian was speechless, and felt like his good intentions were being treated as donkey livers and lungs.

Since it doesn't work to be tough, then I can only take a step back.

These authors have formed a whole, and the striver's thoughts occupy the upper hand. At this time, we should use certain methods to divide and disintegrate these people...

Pei Qian looked around at everyone: "Okay, since everyone likes the small black room, then let's keep it."

"However... I think the current mechanism only has a big pot, and there is no reward or punishment, which is definitely not possible."

"So, we must establish a reward and punishment system!"

The authors' faces were solemn, and they thought that these leaders were indeed not good people.

This President Pei, is he here to establish his authority?

But everyone didn't dare to ask more, and could only listen obediently.

Pei Qian coughed lightly: "The author who updates the most on the day can take a day off the next day and have a free activity as a reward. Of course, it is strictly forbidden to code words again; the author who updates the least on the day will have to go to Tengda headquarters the next day to receive Tengda spirit re-education as a punishment!"

"Neither is bound by the original agreement."

"Let me see, how is everyone's update volume today?"

Pei Qian looked at Ma Yiqun.

Ma Yiqun silently turned on the background data on the computer: "The most updated today is Mingyu, 8712 words, and the least is Cui Geng, 3287 words."

Because there was a group activity this afternoon, this was the result of 3 hours in the morning.

Coding nearly 9,000 words in 3 hours is simply the ultimate tentacle monster.

Cui Geng's face suddenly turned pale: "President Pei, listen to my explanation! I was mainly sorting out the outline this morning, I wasn't lazy..."

Before he could finish speaking, Pei Qian smiled at him: "Someone will pick you up tomorrow."

After saying that, Pei Qian turned and left.

Cui Geng felt a little dizzy and almost couldn't stand.

It's over!

Go to Tengda headquarters to receive Tengda spirit re-education?

Images of mountains of knives and pots of oil appeared in his mind, and he thought of the Jinyiwei prison...

And Mingyu, who coded the most words, scratched his head: "Free activities? Then what about my updates?"

"Forget it, I'll continue to code words in the hotel..."

Just as he finished muttering, Ma Yiqun came over and patted him on the shoulder, and sighed softly.

"Don't think about those tricks, President Pei's 'free activity' is to let you do anything other than work."

"Write a leave note quickly."