Chef at the University Canteen-Chapter 413 - 257: If You Can’t Part with the Private Room, You Can’t Keep the Talent
"One big private room will suffice. Quite a few people are coming for the academic exchange event, but we only need to entertain the expert and professor-level heavyweights from various universities."
Xiong Bingsheng said on the other end of the phone,
"There aren’t many heavyweights in this field, probably around six or seven people, so arranging it in one room is enough.
As for the time, it’s set for tomorrow noon."
"Alright, got it."
Jiang Yu chatted a bit more with Xiong Bingsheng and, after hanging up the phone, went up to the second floor to prepare dinner.
For today’s dinner, aside from hosting the guests in the four private rooms that were booked in advance, Duan Yiming also came over.
The two private room opportunities that Jiang Yu promised him this month were used up in just one week.
Who knows who he’s been hosting?
Jiang Yu shook his head, not thinking too much about it. Whoever Duan Yiming wants to invite is his business; he just focuses on making his food.
...
In an office at Jiang University Entrepreneurship Park.
"Mr. He, this is the employment contract."
Duan Yiming flipped through the employment contract in his hand and, seeing no errors in the additional clauses, handed it to He Zhengyu sitting opposite, saying with a smile,
"The salary and other terms we discussed earlier have all been included in the additional clauses. You can take another look, and if there’s no problem, you can sign it, and the contract will be effective."
Pausing for a moment, he added,
"As for the 5% company shares I mentioned earlier, we’ll sign a share transfer contract after you’ve been on board for a year.
I’ve also noted this in the additional clauses."
At that moment, Duan Yiming felt as happy as a man who had been single for thirty years suddenly finding a partner, so much so that he might jump with joy.
Although he had sacrificed a lot, he believed it was all worth it. Once He Zhengyu joined the company, the research team’s strength would be elevated by at least a grade, and the drone project he had always dreamed about finally had an experienced leader.
Without He Zhengyu, the drone project that the company had been preparing for one or two years with great effort wouldn’t even know where to begin.
"Alright, thank you, President Duan."
He Zhengyu nodded, reached for the contract, skimmed through it, and then deftly pulled a pen from his pocket. A few strokes later, he signed his name at the bottom of the last page.
He wasn’t a person who grappled with decisions; having made up his mind to stay, he wouldn’t care about minor details.
To put it simply, He Zhengyu wasn’t here for the company, nor for the lucrative salary or the 5% company equity it could offer him.
He came for Jiang Yu!
If not for Duan Yiming telling him that the company had secured a monthly slot at the No.7 dining room for private use, he wouldn’t consider joining such a small, fledgling micro-company.
It’s all because Jiang Yu’s cooking is too delicious; otherwise, why would he be so entranced?
Thinking of this, He Zhengyu couldn’t help but feel a bit sentimental. He handed the signed contract back to Duan Yiming and stood up from the sofa, smiling as he said,
"President Duan, the contract is signed, so I’ll head back for now. I’ll officially start work tomorrow.
Oh, by the way, just call me Lao He from now on. Always calling me Mr. He feels too formal."
"Alright, I won’t be formal then."
Duan Yiming placed the contract in the cabinet behind the desk, then turned with a smile and said,
"President Duan, please don’t rush off. It’s almost off work time, and I’ve arranged a welcome banquet for you at the No.7 dining room!"
Without giving, there’s no gain. Without using the private room, talent can’t be retained!
Jiang Yu gave him two chances to use the private room this month, and it’s meant to be used for this purpose, isn’t it?
