Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

The story is simple. An old man stopped at a Cha Samadhi branch to avoid the cold. He drank their free hot tea and developed symptoms of vomiting and diarrhea that night. He was dehydrated and unconscious the next afternoon and was taken to the hospital by his family. He was diagnosed with bacterial food poisoning. The old man insisted that he was poisoned by their free hot tea.

The causes of food poisoning are complex. Theoretically, the food you eat within 72 hours before the onset of food poisoning could be the culprit. But the old man and his family insisted that he had not eaten anything outside in the past few days and that it must be the tea that was to blame, so they filed a lawsuit against Cha Sanmei.

What worries Ji Shumiao is not the lawsuit. Civil litigation implements the principle of "he who asserts, shall provide evidence". It is the plaintiff who should find a way to prove the connection between food poisoning and free tea. Cha Samadhi has a professional team of lawyers, and they are not afraid of either out-of-court settlement or litigation.

But the problem is that this incident was exploited by some people to make a big fuss. Now, the homepages of major social networking sites are filled with negative posts about Cha Sammai, and the smearing jokes are even more varied.

This is equivalent to being hacked and becoming a trending topic.

"Young boss, these are the two most noisy accounts. They have been trying their best to discredit our company since a month ago, and... their angles are very strange." An employee placed a stack of color-printed materials in front of Ji Shumiao.

Qingqi went to the store to get the leftover work meals to feed stray cats and dogs. The two of them were able to make up a story that the milk used in Cha Samadhi was not cow's milk but cat's milk and dog's milk.

Dreams

?Residual?

Like a dream? Like a waning moon?

Ji Shumiao felt a headache coming from what he saw, and then he looked at the avatar with the non-mainstream and offensive text, the colorfulness that even the cataract filter couldn't cover up.

Those two rainbow people actually have roles?

Tang Zhilong took out a few newspapers and said, "There are also print media commenting on this incident, but their views are relatively neutral and objective."

After Ji Shulang finished reading the information of the two Rainbow People, he was so speechless that he wanted to learn sign language. He pinched the root of his nose for a while and said, "Let's sue these two together. The people are brave and kind, but the Muggles are so conscienceless. I really can't stand it."

"The problem now is not the lawsuit, but the reputation." Ji Shumiao leaned back in his chair, trying to clear his mind. "The combined number of fans of these two people on social networks is less than 3,000. They don't have such a big influence at all. There are investors or peers behind them who are fanning the flames. A lawsuit can take a month or two at the shortest, or three to five years at the longest. But as long as the labels of 'unconscionable', hypocritical, and making dirty money are attached to the Cha Sammi brand, the public will not care about the truth, nor will they care about winning or losing the lawsuit."

They picked up the keyboards and compared themselves to gods, hoping that the keyboards in their hands could turn into judge's pens.

The most important thing at the moment is not to allow public opinion to ferment any further.

Ji Shumiao made arrangements quickly: "We must sue these two people. Contact the law firm to send a lawyer's letter to these two people today. Contact these websites and replace the black posts with the news that we are suing these two rumor makers. Spend money to suppress them. Also, when you communicate with the websites, find out who is behind the scenes."

"Also, we should do everything we can to find a mainstream media recognized by the public to cooperate with, whether it is print media or television media, and invite them to jointly investigate the free hot tea food poisoning incident, and try to find all the citizens who drank hot tea at the branch involved that day, and say that we will take responsibility for this matter to the end."

Everyone was stunned after hearing her words. Ji Shulang was the first to react and applauded: "Amazing!"

Those people had set up a self-proof trap, which made them eager to prove that the food poisoning had nothing to do with the free hot tea, but they refused to do so. They wanted to find other citizens who drank the tea and take responsibility for everyone, but in the end they found out - how come so many people were fine, but only one person had food poisoning?

This will only make Cha Sammi's corporate image of "courage to take responsibility" deeply rooted in people's hearts.

It's just that the cost is a bit high.

"Since everyone has no objection, let's get started." Ji Shumiao jumped down from the conference chair. His height was not much taller than the conference table. "Deal with this matter within this week. Everyone will get a bonus of 1,000 yuan, one week of paid annual leave, and the HR department will arrange staggered vacations. Everyone else goes to work, and the finance department stays."

After the others left, Ji Shumiao couldn't wait to ask, "How much money is left in the company's account?"

The company is preparing to open two branches in Tianjin, so it does not have much working capital at the moment and the employees’ salaries cannot be changed.

The finance department reported some very bad numbers.

Tang Zhilong: "I am also powerless, I...I..."

"I know that in a famine year, we can only rob the landlord's granary." Ji Shumiao took out his cell phone, and then took out Lang Ge's cell phone from his pocket and threw it to him: "I'll cry to my dad, and you cry to your dad."

There was no need for them to cry. After Ji Zhenhua and Ji Shiqian heard the whole story, they immediately transferred the money.

Ji Zhenhua's money can be regarded as additional investment, and Ji Shiqian's money can be regarded as an investment in Cha Samadhi.

The funding problem was solved smoothly, and then endless problems emerged.

There was no one available in the start-up company, and the employees of Cha Sanmei were not particularly capable, but they were sufficient under normal circumstances. However, they were stretched to the limit in the face of such an emergency.

The employee didn't know how to negotiate with the website, and kept saying "thank you, big brother" into the phone even after being ripped off. Ji Shumiao almost vomited blood when he heard this: "You want him to clean up those black posts, but you're paid, you're his client! Don't be so servile, you're almost kneeling on the ground and calling him 'dad'! The one who spends money is the boss, understand?"

The employees were stunned by her scolding and just kept nodding their heads.

Another point is that they don’t have any connections with mainstream media. Many media outlets have expressed regret (no interest) in such laborious news selection. The content selected by mainstream media is not something that grassroots journalists can decide. It requires smoothing relationships from top to bottom, but Ji Shumiao doesn’t have the time for that now.

After weighing the pros and cons, Ji Shumiao called Lu Yonghe and said directly: "Old man, let me use the media under Lu's company."

Lu Yonghe was choked by her address: "...You used to call me Uncle Lu, but now you just call me old man?"

Ji Shumiao was very annoyed: "It's good enough that I don't call you an old thief. Stop being picky."

"I know you've been in trouble recently, and I just happen to be interested in the milk tea industry."

"Don't make any nonsense. I won't let you invest. How can you be interested? You just want to get involved in my business so that you can control me. You'd better give up that idea as soon as possible."

"...Kid, we Chinese prefer to be more reserved in our speech."

“What nonsense!” Ji Shumiao rolled his eyes while holding the phone. “I’m going to give you a little preview of the shock of the post-90s generation rectifying the workplace, so that you know who will be the boss in the business world in the future!”

"..."

Ji Shumiao cried: "Uncle Lu~"

I've given you a way out, don't be shameless!

Lu Yonghe sighed: "I'll let Xue Ming contact you."

"Thank you Uncle Lu, Uncle Lu is so nice~"

Ji Shumiao called him "Uncle Lu" twice sincerely and willingly.

Borrowing Lu's power but not paying for it, it feels so good to get it for free.

They were so busy the whole morning that they didn't even have time to drink a sip of water. At noon, the driver Yang Donglin came to bring them lunch, but before Ji Shumiao could even pick up the chopsticks, something happened again.

Cha Sanmei's puppet costume has been delivered. In order to restore the fluffy appearance of the sea otter, the manufacturer spent a lot of money to make artificial fur, pasting layer after layer of it, and used a steel structure to support the inside of the puppet costume.

Realistic, very realistic.

So one employee tried it on, then fell and got a concussion.

Looking at the employee being carried away, Ji Shumiao gritted his teeth and uttered, "Unlucky child."

The ten-year-old boss called his employees unlucky kids, but it’s unclear who is the real unlucky kid.

The HR asked cautiously, "Is this... considered a work-related injury? Do we need to... give some sympathy out of humanitarianism?"

"Forget it!" Ji Shumiao was almost going crazy, "You are a human being, don't you read the "Work Injury Insurance Regulations"? Do something human!"

She finally understood why all bosses had bad tempers. Anyone would go crazy.

In my previous life, when I was an employee, I wanted to beat up my boss. Now in this life, when I am a boss, I want to beat up my employees.

Sharks, all sharks!