"Okay, you go ahead and make the arrangements. No need to ask anything else. Let's solve the food problem for them first."
"By the way, let's get someone to stand on the second floor of the newspaper office and punch them in. Just follow the county rules. Five bucks will be deducted for each late arrival."
Xie Xian looked puzzled: "Master, you haven't told them about this yet."
"Well, you can notify us later and make arrangements."
"Also, I heard that some people are sleeping in the newspaper office. If they are not feeling well, give them paid sick leave, two days a month. They should go home and sleep better!"
Xie Xian nodded: "Sir, how about making arrangements for our county's festivals and holidays?"
Fang Zheng thought about it carefully: "Okay, let's not arrange this for now. We are really short of manpower right now, and the newspaper office cannot operate during the holidays. Let's wait until there are more people. We will get double wages during holidays and organize a dinner party."
"Also remember their birthdays, and if they celebrate their birthdays, give them some gifts or something."
"Get them well and let them work."
"After getting up, don't rush to work. Go to the street and dance, shout slogans and other spiritual things."
"Nothing can happen without rules! Until the newspaper office makes a profit, we can only work hard for them temporarily."
"During this period, people will go out and advertise. If they can make money, they can talk about anything!"
"What's wrong with the hardships of young people? If you're afraid of hardship, you'll have to endure hardship for the rest of your life. If you're not afraid of hardship, you'll have to endure hardship for half your life! Go ahead!"
After Xie Xian left, Li Yuanzhao collected his notes and came over.
He looked at Fang Zhengyi with a troubled face: "Old Fang, I don't think the bonus is enough. One hundred taels is a bit too much! This is several years' wages."
"And you can just send it out. If it's a hundred taels, just say a hundred taels. What do you mean one taels? Is it fun to tease people?"
Fang Zheng gave him a sideways glance.
Not bad, you know it saved me money!
Then he said seriously: "Your Highness, this is the way of management."
"Give them one or two and they'll be unhappy and expectations will be lowered."
"If you give them a hundred taels at this time, will everyone be much happier?"
"It's good to just say a hundred taels, but the effect is average!"
"If you suppress expectations first, and then issue a hundred taels, you will spend the same money to achieve better results."
"This is called expectation management! Do you understand?"
Li Yuanzhao scratched his head.
"I understand, but I don't fully understand."
Seeing his dazed look, Fang Zheng couldn't help but think of his own past.
When I first graduated and entered the company as an intern, I was an intern trying my best to express myself.
Even if there is no work to do, take the initiative to ask the leader for work.
As a result, I have to do more and more work, but I still live happily every day due to the influence of chicken soup all year round.
If you work crazy hard, your boss will always see you, and then you will reach the top of your life!
But this state obviously cannot last long.
Half a year later, after hanging out with the old employees for a long time, he quickly evolved into the company's number one salt fish.
As long as the leader does not assign work, he will never lift a finger.
When the leader assigns a job, he first refuses it wildly, citing various difficulties, and then reluctantly agrees.
Then the work was done, and the complete work results were not handed over until the end.
By doing this, not only did they not get much work done, but they also performed better in the eyes of the leader.
Soon after, the company closed down, and Fang Zhengyi also summed up a lot of experience.
But there is always a mountain high, and salted fish will also be cooked one day.
I changed to a new company, and due to the superb leadership skills, the fancy pancakes are so delicious!
He couldn't help but take a bite, but he couldn't stop and was killed.
.......
The so-called expectation management does not distinguish between top and bottom, and covers both leadership and grassroots levels.
He has always been like this with Emperor Jing.
The sweet potato yield per acre is a matter of certainty.
Why! I would say the yield per mu is eight hundred catties.
Just play it! When will Chairman Dajing be too happy to marry his daughter to me?
Seeing that Li Yuanzhao was still looking at him curiously, Fang Zheng thought for a while and said:
"Your Highness, let me give you an example."
"Let's just say endorsement. Since you have been out for so long, His Majesty will definitely ask you about your studies after you return to the palace, right?"
Li Yuanzhao nodded fiercely: "Yes, yes! I'm still worried about this!"
"It's not like I didn't read the book at all. I just memorized ten articles and prepared to go back and fool around."
"Hiss...but only ten articles in a few months...it doesn't seem to be enough!"
"Lao Fang, do you have any good ideas?"
Fang Zheng smiled and nodded: "When I met His Majesty, you said you were busy with disaster relief and only memorized three articles."
"When His Majesty tests you, memorize eight articles! Keep the remaining two articles safe for yourself."
"Think about it. His Majesty heard that you only memorized three articles, so his expectations of you are only three articles."
"When His Majesty tests you, you will memorize eight chapters in a row. How will Your Majesty feel?"
"Is he so happy? If I continue to test you, you will memorize the remaining two articles."
"If I test you again, just say you are tired! Your Majesty will never pursue it."
"One more time, another two times, not three times!"
Li Yuanzhao's eyes lit up, Lao Gao grinned and said in surprise: "That's right! Why didn't I think of that!"
"Then what if my father doesn't take the next eight exams for me?"
"Then take the initiative to memorize it and watch your words! See if His Majesty wants to test you. If not, don't stop after memorizing three articles and keep memorizing until the eighth article!"
Li Yuanzhao couldn't help but clapped his hands and said happily: "Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! Old Fang, I really have you!"
"Tonight, I can return to the palace with peace of mind!"
Fang Zhengyi thought about it carefully and then said: "That's not enough! Your Highness, you have to study when you should, and it's not a problem to fool around!"
"His Majesty always has a sharp gaze, you can only hide it from him for a while."
"If you are found like this in a few days, you will still be beaten."
Li Yuanzhao immediately said anxiously: "Then what do you think we should do?"
"Easy to handle!" Fang Zheng said as he walked back to the reporters.
He raised his hand and said loudly: "Everyone, listen, there is something else to say."
"The reporters who came back from Jianjiang this time should have accumulated a lot of articles."
"Within two days, a special issue on Jiangjiang disaster relief will be published, in addition to focusing on promoting the Jiangjiang model."
"We also need to focus on describing the prince's disaster relief experience, as well as His Majesty's personal visit to Jianjiang and his concern for the various deeds of the people."
"Probably the prince worked tirelessly to help the victims, and his majesty personally went to the disaster area to express condolences to the people's lives and ate with the people!"
"Of course, the difficulties of the people in Jianjiang must also be written down. In addition to Jianjiang, the other two prefectures also need money for disaster relief. Please call for donations."
"Don't write about the deeds of the victims on some big and general topics, but focus on the individuals and write them to me. Pick out someone like Zhang San or Li Si, and tell them how miserable their lives were!"
"That's how people can sympathize."
"Write well! I want to be truthful and have real feelings. No one is allowed to give me a lower number of words!"
Shen Yi raised his head and asked, "What about what you did, Mr. Fang?"
Fang Zheng smiled evilly: "It's up to me!"
Shen Yi realized this and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Mr. Fang is really indifferent to fame and wealth, so he must be given a special book!
Fang Zheng smiled to himself.
As soon as the newspaper was published, it not only solved the problem of the prince being beaten, but also performed meritorious deeds to protect his body. I wonder who dares to go against me in the future!
............
That night, Li Yuanzhao entered the imperial study.
First he said hello, and then sat in front of Emperor Jing.
Emperor Jing put down his imperial pen, raised his eyes and glanced at Li Yuanzhao, and said softly: "You have grown up and it is your first time to go out for such a long time. Have you fallen behind in your studies?"
"Don't indulge in fun all day long, I want to test you."
"Tell me about it."
Li Yuanzhao was full of confidence, smiled slightly, and held out three fingers: "I only memorized three articles!"
moment! Emperor Jing's face turned black.
Then he stood up silently and walked to the bookshelf behind him.
Li Yuanzhao was still looking at Emperor Jing expectantly.
Test me! Test me quickly!
"Come on! Capture this evil beast!!"
Emperor Jing shouted loudly! Then he took out a thick and long stick from the bookshelf.
Li Yuanzhao's brain didn't react at all, and his whole body had been captured and held in place.
When I saw that familiar stick, I trembled all over!
He yelled: "Father! Test me!!"
Emperor Jing sneered with a dark face: "Test you? You evil beast! You have memorized three articles in just a few months, and you still have the nerve to stand in front of me!"
"I should whip you! Push him to the wall!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yuanzhao was pushed against the wall by the guards with his back turned.
The whole person was about to cry without tears, and he shouted desperately: "Father, you can't afford to play!!"
Emperor Jing's heart became even more angry: "Play? I let you play!!"
After that, the hard, black reinforced stick was swung onto Li Yuanzhao's butt.
"ah!!!"
The wailing sound spread far away...and kept echoing in the palace...
