fictionpage Chapter 101 New Company, New Beginning
Chapter 101 New Company, New Beginning
After the event, the members left one after another, leaving only Lin Feng and Shen Jingyi in the classroom.
Shen Jingyi's composure crumbled instantly. She let out a long breath and raised her hand to wipe her forehead.
"Oh my god... I was so nervous. My legs were shaking when I was talking just now."
"I didn't realize that," Lin Feng said with a smile.
"I'm faking it." Shen Jingyi smiled wryly, holding out her hand. "Look, my palms are all sweaty."
Lin Feng glanced at it. Indeed, his palm was damp.
"It's okay, you can do it," he encouraged.
Shen Jingyi smiled, but as she smiled, her eyes reddened again. She turned her face away and looked out the window. It was completely dark, but the lights of the library were still on in the distance.
"President," she said softly.
"Um?"
"I will lead the club well." She turned back to look at him.
"I know you can do it," Lin Feng said with a smile.
"President, where will you live after graduation? Can I come visit you?" Shen Jingyi asked.
"I live in Hongguangyuan, which is near the side gate of the school. I've already moved all my things there."
"Hongguangyuan?"
Yes. Very close.
Shen Jingyi smiled happily. She took a brown paper bag out of her bag and handed it to Lin Feng.
"Here, take this."
"What?"
"I burned this CD myself. There are a few songs on it... that I wrote." Her face flushed slightly. "It's not finished yet, just some fragments. Listen to it when you have time and give me your feedback."
Lin Feng took the paper bag.
"Okay, I'll listen."
The two walked out of the classroom side by side, strolling along the campus at a leisurely pace. When they reached the corner where they would part ways, Shen Jingyi mustered her courage and stepped forward to hug Lin Feng, who could feel her warmth.
The two didn't say a word. Shen Jingyi hugged him quietly for half a minute before reluctantly letting go.
"Thank you, President. I'll head back now. Goodbye..."
"goodbye."
She turned and walked away. Lin Feng stood there, looking down at the paper bag in his hand. The handwritten words on the cover were very delicate.
"A Song for the President"
……
It was 7:30 a.m. on the first Monday of July, outside the side gate of Xichuan University of Technology.
The sky was just beginning to lighten, and the summer heat hadn't fully risen yet. White smoke rose from the breakfast stalls along the street, and the aroma of fried dough sticks filled the air as you walked by.
Several sanitation workers were sweeping the street, their bamboo brooms making a rustling sound as they swept across the concrete.
Lin Feng left Hongguangyuan wearing a light gray polo shirt, khaki pants, and polished leather shoes.
It's only been a few days since graduation, but the person in the mirror doesn't look like a student anymore.
Across the street, the thirty-story office building stood quietly. Its beige exterior and blue glass curtain wall, along with the row of windows on the sixth floor facing the street, were still dark.
"Brother Feng!"
Tan Zhao ran over from the street corner, holding a bunch of keys in his hand. He was wearing a white shirt with the cuffs rolled up to his elbows.
"Is everything ready?" Lin Feng asked.
"All done! The cleaning company did a whole day of cleaning yesterday, so go inside now and it'll be sparkling clean."
Tan Zhao, panting, said excitedly, "The signboard is up, covered with a red cloth, just waiting for you to come and unveil it."
Lin Feng nodded, and the two crossed the road and entered the office building lobby.
The elevator was brand new; its stainless steel doors were so reflective that you could see your image. I pressed the button for the sixth floor, and the elevator slowly ascended.
With a "ding," the door opened.
The walls were light gray, adorned with several abstract decorative paintings. Reaching the door of 602, Tan Zhao took out his key and opened the glass door.
As Lin Feng walked in, the first thing he saw was the company's reception desk.
Behind the reception desk is an open-plan office area, about 150 square meters. Rows of light-colored desks are arranged, each equipped with a computer, telephone, and file rack.
Against the wall is a row of metal filing cabinets, inside which is a meeting room.
Passing through the open-plan office area, the innermost row consists of individual offices, including the general manager's office and the finance office, with an archive room and storage room located in the back corner.
The floor-to-ceiling windows occupy an entire wall, facing east. At this moment, the sun has just risen, and golden-red light floods in, bathing the entire space in warm colors.
In the light, you can see tiny dust particles dancing.
"This is the channel marketing department, that's the GG department, next to it is the online store department, and those rows by the window are the administration and human resources departments," Tan Zhao introduced as he walked. "There are a total of forty workstations, but we only have twelve people right now, which is more than enough."
"Forty workstations are not enough; the company will have many employees in the future."
"Don't worry, we can add more desks when we hire more people. If all else fails, we can rent the vacant office next door."
"Okay!" Lin Feng nodded, wandered around the office area, and ran his hand over the brand-new, smooth and clean desk.
Walking to the floor-to-ceiling window, I saw a familiar street scene outside: the school's side gate, the bus stop, and breakfast stalls.
From this perspective, the familiar street scene outside the school gate looks quite different, as if viewed from another world.
"Where's the signboard?" he asked.
"At the door!"
The two retreated into the corridor. Beside the door of 602, a wooden base was nailed to the wall, covered with a red cloth.
"We'll reveal it once everyone's arrived."
People started arriving around 8:30.
Wang Peng was the first to rush into the corridor, carrying a backpack. He looked excited when he saw the red cloth covering the office door sign.
Su Wan walked in from behind him. Today she was wearing a light blue shirt dress and her hair was tied up in a bun. She looked a few years more mature than usual.
She looked up at the sign covered by the red cloth, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Xu Qiang and Liu Qian arrived together. Xu Qiang was wearing a new suit, and his tie was tied neatly.
Liu Qian was dressed casually in a simple white T-shirt and jeans, carrying a brand-new work bag.
"Brother Feng! Tan Zhao! This place is amazing! It's really impressive!"
Liu Qian couldn't help but praise, "It's so much better than the school's business incubation center, and it even has its own finance office."
Following them were several new faces, people recruited over the past two weeks. The finance manager, Zhao Ling, had short hair and wore glasses.
Human Resources Manager Zhou Zhongcheng was wearing a suit. Customer Service Supervisor Li Xiaowei, in her early thirties, had a very professional smile and greeted everyone with a nod as soon as she arrived.
Upon seeing Lin Feng, she quickly walked over to greet him: "Hello, Mr. Lin!"
Lin Feng checked his watch; it was 8:50. "Is everyone here?"
Tan Zhao counted the people: "All here, twelve in total."
"Okay." Lin Feng stood in front of the door, facing everyone. Everyone was looking at him.
"Today is July 5th. An auspicious day!" Lin Feng announced solemnly, "Rongcheng Fengchi Digital Technology Co., Ltd. is officially established today!"
"From today onwards, we are no longer a studio, but a limited liability company. The company headquarters office is now in operation. All the necessary procedures with the business registration, tax, and banking authorities have been completed. From now on, we must operate according to company rules and behave like a company."
"A few days ago, we were in that little room on the second floor of the school's incubation center, with six or seven people and five or six guns. Now, we have our own office and a startup team of twelve people. This is just the beginning."
Lin Feng raised his voice slightly: "The road ahead is long, and there's much to do. I hope everyone will work together with me to make the company bigger and stronger!"
The crowd applauded enthusiastically!
"Come on, everyone, let's unveil the red silk together," Lin Feng called on everyone.
Wang Peng was the first to react, rushing forward to grab the middle of the red cloth. Then came Xu Qiang, Su Wan, Liu Qian, followed by Zhao Ling, Zhou Zhongcheng, Li Xiaowei, Tan Zhao... Everyone reached out and grabbed a corner of the red cloth.
Twelve hands grasped the same piece of red cloth.
"Three, two, one!"
The red cloth fell down.
A white wooden sign with black lettering: Rongcheng Fengchi Digital Technology Co., Ltd.
The morning light slanted in through the window at the end of the corridor, falling on the signboard and reflecting the light.
The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause once again.
"Go for it!" everyone shouted in unison!
Then, Zhou Zhongcheng took out a digital camera.
"Come on, let's take a picture together," Lin Feng said.
Besides Zhou Zhongcheng, the other eleven people stood in a row at the company's front desk. Lin Feng stood in the middle, with the men to his left including Wang Peng, Xu Qiang, and Tan Zhao... and the women to his right including Su Wan, Liu Qian, and Zhao Ling...
"Smile! Cheese!"
"eggplant!"
The photo freezes in time. Eleven faces, each with a different smile, but all with a light in their eyes.
"Alright, come inside." Lin Feng pushed open the door.
The new office smelled wonderful, a blend of lemon and air freshener.
Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the office space brightly.
The clean and upscale office excited the employees. Some pulled out chairs to try them out, then quickly turned on their computers to check things, while others went to the floor-to-ceiling windows to look outside.
"This view is great!" Xu Qiang said, standing by the window. "You can see the school!"
"Absolutely," Tan Zhao said. "I went to seven or eight places before choosing this one. The office is new, it's close to the school, and the transportation is convenient."
Afterwards, Tan Zhao led everyone to familiarize themselves with the office environment: "Xu Qiang, your channel department, sit here. Wang Peng, your online store operations department, sit over there..."
Lin Feng walked into his general manager's office. It was about fifteen square meters, containing a desk, a manager's chair, a bookcase, a coffee table, and a sofa. A pothos plant sat on the windowsill.
The table is still empty, except for a telephone, a computer, and a pen holder.
He plopped down in the manager's chair, spun around once, and found it soft and comfortable.
He then pulled a ballpoint pen from the pen holder and wrote on a sticky note: July 5, 2004, the first day of the company's establishment.
Lin Feng leaned back in his chair. The sunlight outside the window grew brighter and brighter, shining on the brand-new desk and the business license that had just been hung on the wall.
Rongcheng Fengchi Digital Technology Co., Ltd. has a registered capital of one million yuan and its legal representative is Lin Feng.
He picked up the phone and dialed Wu Wenjie in Shenzhen.
"Brother Jie, this is Lin Feng. This is the landline number for my new office. In a few days, after I'm done with this busy period, I'll fly to Shenzhen to discuss the Shenzhen office with you."
After hanging up the phone, he looked out the window again.
The streets were bustling with traffic and pedestrians hurrying by. Students walked by in twos and threes.
Outside the door, the office gradually became lively. There were sounds of typing, phone calls, and hushed conversations.
Customer service supervisor Li Xiaowei is teaching two young girls proper telephone etiquette; her voice is sweet.
"Hello, this is Fengchi Digital. How can I help you?"