tearful attack

- You are not a programmer, you are a boss.

Such a simple and clear statement fell into Wen Lin's eyes, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting his forehead hard.

Wen Lin felt that all his efforts during this period collapsed in an instant.This made him quickly open the dialog box below, typing out the words with his fingertips like flying, wanting to argue with Mr. Xia, and want Mr. Xia to agree that what he did was correct.But only a moment later, Wen Lin stopped the movement of his fingertips, and deleted those seemingly unreasonable rebuttals.

He stared at the phone screen for a while, finally closed his eyes and sighed.

Mr. Xia was right.

"I'm really a boss." Wen Lin muttered to himself.

This is obviously the most obvious fact, how could he not realize it until now?

If he just wanted to be the technical support behind the ink cartridge company when he registered the ink cartridge company two years ago, now that Zhao Lian has run away, he has obviously come to the surface and has become the indisputable leader of the ink cartridge company. The leader of the argument.He is not only the supporter of the company, but also the leader of the company.

So he really did something wrong, he didn't do what a leader should do at all.

It was already a mistake to try to fill the company's funding gap with his own efforts, and it was even more ridiculous for him to be complacent about it.

If he has to earn all the money by himself, what are the employees of the company doing?Let every employee of the company play a role, which is the most important thing for him as a boss to do.

But what exactly is needed to allow the company's employees to play their due role?Wen Lin realized that he didn't know.

He didn't realize until now that he didn't know his company's employees at all.

The direction of his efforts is simply wrong.If a boss doesn't do the most basic things well, what right does he have to be complacent?

Wen Lin sat there, reflecting for a while, feeling indescribably complicated.

On the one hand, all previous efforts have been overturned. Not only can he no longer take those things as his proud capital, but he also has to admit his mistakes, which is really uncomfortable.But on the other hand, he felt as if a new door had been opened by someone, and the sea and the sky outside the door made him eager to try it, even a little excited.

Wen Lin turned off the computer in front of him, and did not stay in this room any longer.

He took a taxi to the familiar office building, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door of the ink cartridge company.

There was some excitement inside the door. The excitement of last night did not pass so quickly, and every employee seemed very happy.

Seeing him coming in, these employees all showed expressions of trust and love, and greeted him with a smile.

Wen Lin nodded.In the past, after nodding his head, he would immediately immerse himself in it, and then sit in front of the computer in the corner, not asking about worldly affairs.But today was different, Wen Lin stood at the door for a while longer, his eyes fixed on every employee's face for a long time.

"Boss," an employee wondered, "is there something on our face?"

Wen Lin shook his head hastily, and looked away a little bit, looking a little embarrassed.

He just suddenly discovered that he hadn't even seen these employees carefully before, and most of them didn't necessarily know their names when they met on the road.

"I..." Wen Lin rubbed his hands, and said nervously, "Today, I want to see how you are working."

Because of social phobia, he said this very nervously, fearing that the employees would have opinions.

As a result, the employees were very happy, and rushed to their jobs, frantically wanting to show their best side in front of Wen Lin.

The accountant worked hard to settle the accounts, the artist worked hard to draw, the salesman worked hard to make phone calls, and the programmer... Eh, so there are other programmers in the ink cartridge?

Well, in fact, as an Internet company, there are not only programmers, programmers are also one of the positions with the largest number of people.Of course, the ink cartridge company itself is extremely small, and there are only seven employees when all employees are present. The so-called largest number of people is actually only two people.

Sister Xiao Yang is one of them.

On her right is another programmer brother.

The two of them were sitting together, frantically flicking the code, keeping their eyes on each other, they had to be as focused as possible, for fear of giving Wen Lin any bad impression.After all, they have the same major as Wen Lin. Compared with other employees, they know how powerful Wen Lin is. Every time they pass by Wen Lin's computer, they shiver. Naturally, they are the two people who admire Wen Lin the most.

Wen Lin stood behind them, looking at their screens.

He was surprised to find that a piece of code displayed on the computers of the two belonged to a small program he had developed half a year ago.And the two are optimizing that program at this time.

Wen Lin is a very willful person who writes code. He has a natural sensitivity to code, no matter how messy it is, he can understand it at a glance. Naturally, he doesn't pay attention to the cleanliness of code like others.Therefore, it is very difficult to optimize what Wen Lin wrote.

But these two employees did a good job.

Obviously, judging from the proficiency of the two, this is not the first time they have done the same thing.Two years of continuous completion and optimization have allowed them and Wen Lin to have a good understanding in code communication, and they have also trained their basic skills very solidly.

Wen Lin patted the backs of their chairs to express his satisfaction.

And Xiao Wu, who is on the left of Xiao Yang, is the only artist in the ink box.

At this time, Xiao Wu is drawing a picture full of New Year's atmosphere, and is going to use it on the holiday update of the ink cartridge company's homepage.This is not an area that Wen Lin is familiar with, but when he thinks that all the company's web pages are designed by this girl alone, a sense of admiration arises spontaneously.

Sitting in the row behind these three people is a finance guy and two salesmen.

The finance guy is a very efficient person, and he is also the employee Wen Lin has had the most contact with at work during this period.After all, Wen Lin only knew how to make money before. Without this financial brother, he would not be able to know the specific accounts of the arrears, let alone smoothly transfer the money he earned to where it is most needed.

Both salesmen are old employees.Now the company is losing money and is full of foreign debts. They are also the two most stressed employees.They also work part-time as customer service.The reason why most of the creditors of the ink cartridges are willing to accommodate is that they are running around.

Although this is a field that Wen Lin is even more unfamiliar with, he knows that for the ink cartridge company, the role of these people cannot be ignored.

The remaining employee is Li Yisheng.

After looking around, Wen Lin let out a long sigh of relief, and finally returned to the computer in the corner.

Li Yisheng looked at him from the sidelines, hesitant to speak, hesitant to speak, obviously still struggling with Wen Lin being taken away suddenly by Xia Qian last night.

Wen Lin didn't notice his strangeness, and was seriously thinking about the company's personnel composition.

Programmer, artist, finance, sales, legal.Uh, maybe there is still a lack of a few full-time customer service?

But if you think about it carefully, you can find that what the ink cartridge company lacks most now is management.

The seven employees are all grassroots, and none of them are supervisors.

Business director, administrative director, technical director... The last one, Wen Lin, can take on the role concurrently, but thinking about the other two scares him.

When Zhao Lian was around, these two things were naturally Zhao Lian's affairs, but now Zhao Lian has run away.

"In our company, who is in charge of the business director and administrative director?" Wen Lin raised his head, looked at Li Yisheng over there and asked.

"What do you think?" The other party replied indifferently, "Of course it's me."

"What?" Wen Lin was surprised, "But aren't you a legal adviser?"

"You finally remembered that I was just a legal consultant." Li Yisheng was very moved by this.