Chapter 381 The Unethical Boss

This explanation immediately gained the approval of a large number of netizens.

"Well said! It's because we are blessed by Jiang Jing that we can enjoy this kind of black technology in the Dragon Kingdom at such a low price!"

"My President Jiang is keeping the benefits for his own people and aiming the sickle at the overseas market. No problems there!"

"Support President Jiang!!"

Some even started to embody "cloud capitalists," plotting for Jiang Jing:

"If you ask me, Jiang Jing's pricing is still too conservative! If it were me, I'd start at at least 500,000 USD! Take it or leave it!"

"Your vision is too small! We should hold an auction! Highest bidder wins! It's not like those tycoons are short on money!"

"We could even do limited editions, diamond-encrusted, and sell them for a few million USD a set!"

(Even black-hearted capitalists think that's black-hearted...)

These exaggerated remarks made everyone burst into laughter, and some also teased:

"That's why you aren't Jiang Jing, brother."

"This is sustainable development. If we really did what you said, the way we eat would be too ugly, and it would actually be inferior."

The internet was buzzing, and the discussion about the export price of the Prosthetic limb once trended on the hot search list.

The vast majority of netizens expressed understanding and support for Jiang Jing's pricing strategy, believing that it not only reflected the immense value of the technology but also showed that Jiang Jing left the greatest benefits for the domestic public.

Watching these heated discussions and analyses from various angles on the internet, Jiang Jing closed the webpage with satisfaction.

He didn't care about that background noise; the eyes of the masses are discerning.

He hugged Jiang Yan, who was smiling beside him, and whispered:

"Stop worrying about what's being said online. You've been busy all day, you must be hungry, right? I'll take you to eat something delicious, and then... we can properly make up for what we didn't finish today."

Hearing this, a blush instantly flew onto Jiang Yan's cheeks. She playfully punched him, but she did not refuse.

After enjoying a delicious dinner, Jiang Jing took Jiang Yan and headed back home.

The extended luxury car drove smoothly on the road back to Shanshui Manor.

The space inside the car was spacious and comfortable, with soundproof glass separating it from the front driver's seat, forming a private space.

The driver looked extremely focused, holding the steering wheel steadily with both hands, staring at the road ahead with eyes like torches, as if the spacious, empty road ahead was difficult to drive on.

She didn't even dare to glance at the rearview mirror, fearing that she would disturb the two bosses in the back who were being lovey-dovey.

She muttered to herself: This job has good benefits and high pay, I must keep it!

She didn't want to be fired tomorrow for stepping into the company with her left foot first just because she saw something she shouldn't have...

In the back, Jiang Jing leaned lazily against the seat, while Jiang Yan snuggled into his arms.

Jiang Jing held Jiang Yan's slender waist with one hand, while holding his phone in the other, browsing the netizens' comments with great interest.

Jiang Yan tilted her head slightly, resting her chin on his chest, and watched along with him.

At this moment, the internet hot search was almost monopolized by Jiang Jing.

Besides the continuous hot discussion about the phenomenal game "phantom world," there was the gossip scene about today's sky-high contract for the export of the Prosthetic limb.

Netizens were discussing it heatedly, from all sorts of angles.

Suddenly, Jiang Jing scrolled to a comment that had been pushed very high:

"Asking weakly, President Jiang has received so many huge global orders, can production keep up?"

There were many replies under this comment.

Seeing this, Jiang Jing moved his fingers and rarely replied under this comment:

[Jiang Jing]: Don't worry, the production line has already been expanded several times, and relevant positions are also continuously recruiting. Production capacity is sufficient.

With this reply of his, the comment section became lively.

"Caught one!!!"

"President Jiang, look at me! I graduated from a 985 university, can I go to your company to sweep the toilets?"

"I am a 211 master's student, proficient in eight languages, begging for a front desk position!"

"Recruiting?! Really?! Where is the address? I'm going to submit my resume right now!"

"Brothers! Charge! Xingchen Technology is hiring!"

The netizens were instantly boiled over, one after another shouting under Jiang Jing's reply, expressing their strong desire to work at Xingchen Technology.

Jiang Jing looked at these enthusiastic messages, laughed, and replied again:

[Jiang Jing]: There is a recruitment channel on the company's official website. Factory, R&D, and administrative positions are all hiring. Everyone is welcome to submit their resumes. Pass the interview and you're in. Quotas are limited, first come, first served.

This reply made the netizens even more excited.

"Official website! I'm coming!"

"The benefits at Jiang Jing's company are the gold standard in the industry!"

"Strict 8-hour workday, weekends off, seven insurances and two funds upon joining!"

"Overtime pay is strictly given according to labor laws, I heard holidays are triple pay!"

"The most awesome thing is the year-end bonus! 17 months of salary a year! It's simply exhilarating!"

"This is the true benefit package, ten thousand times better than those capitalists who just draw big cakes!"

"It's a pity that the recruitment requirements for the company headquarters are too high, a bad student like me can only watch... But the factory seems to have lower requirements, and the benefits are just as good! I'm going to try!"

The comment section instantly turned into a large-scale job fair, with countless people gearing up to submit their resumes.

Xingchen Technology, with its benefits far exceeding industry standards, had long become a holy land in the hearts of countless job seekers.

Jiang Yan looked at these comments and said to Jiang Jing with a smile: "Look, everyone is fighting to work for you."

Jiang Jing laughed: "This is the reputation we deserve."

He paused, remembering something, his tone carrying a hint of mockery:

"Remember that boss who was blind before? He went to complain about us, saying that by giving such high wages and benefits, we were disrupting market order and were not conducive to stimulating the [fighting spirit] of employees."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan also couldn't help but laugh, her smile carrying a hint of satisfaction:

"Of course I remember. Unfortunately, after he filed the complaint, it didn't even make a splash."

"I heard that the people above directly crushed his complaint and even gave him a warning. Later, I don't know which [enthusiastic netizen] exposed it."

This matter caused quite a bit of discussion on the internet at the time.

Netizens learned that a capitalist had actually gone to complain because someone else treated their employees too well, which was unheard of. They swarmed to the social media account of that boss's company and scolded him bloody.

"Bah! Black-hearted capitalist, sucking the blood of employees yourself, and then not letting others be good to employees."

"Your one meal is enough for us to earn for a year, and you still have the nerve to say others are disrupting the market?"

"Wish you go bankrupt soon! All employees switch to Xingchen Technology!"

"People like this should be hung on a lamppost!"

The netizens' anger was real and surging. The reputation of that boss's company plummeted, and it was said that his business was also greatly affected. It could be said that he tried to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice.