bookpower Chapter 673 Experience Sharing Session
Chapter 673 Experience Sharing Session
Wu Wang and Xiao Qiu arrived at the staff quarters on the 30th floor.
Unlike the floor where Zhou Ping was, this place didn't have any obvious theme, and there were no extra reminders on the walls.
It looked like an ordinary, cheap rental apartment. The hallway floor was just a simple cement floor, without any floor tiles, let alone the carpet decorations upstairs.
"Hehe, since you just joined the company and haven't contributed any wish points to the factory yet, you can only live in this kind of unfinished room that can barely be called a house, right?"
Wu Wang did not hold back in using his sharp tongue to criticize the mercenary nature of the Desire Factory.
Arriving at his door, he looked at the thin door, which was so flimsy that it was hardly soundproof; a child could probably kick it over with a little force.
He smiled.
But I still followed the rules and swiped the bracelet on the doorknob.
The door opened in response.
He had no doubt that even if the thin door could be easily damaged, if someone actually did it, the factory would immediately be hit with a huge compensation claim.
Wu Wang would not give the other party any opportunity to seize on his weaknesses and take out a loan.
As the door opened, what came into view was a place with absolutely no soft furnishings, like a shipping container that had been haphazardly plastered with cement and then slapped on some tiles to make it barely habitable.
Even the bed was just a simple structure made of a few metal rods and a wooden plank.
At the same time, the [White] icon on the bracelet popped up and said, "Sir, I have received a notification from the main system that your rent has started its countdown. Please provide 500 Wish Points within 30 days for this month's rent. If you want to change to a different floor, you can check the price difference in the lobby of each floor."
Normally, newly hired employees, after listening to and experiencing the wonderful things at the Wish Store, would naturally be filled with boundless anticipation.
Faced with cheap rental housing that clashes with their aspirations, they naturally experience a strong sense of disappointment, which in turn leads to the desire to move to a better place.
Besides wanting to achieve their own desires, they will also work harder in terms of material life, just to exchange for a slightly better quality of life.
Desire factories exploit every possible source of profit, motivating employees to dedicate themselves to providing wish points and desires.
However, Wu Wang showed no disdain whatsoever.
This place is much better than when he used to venture deep into the primeval forest with just a jungle knife.
He casually tossed Zhou Ping's wife onto the bed and picked up Xiao Qiu, placing her on his head.
Wu Wang and Bai began to study the various functions of the bracelet, as well as the different wishes in the wish shop.
He didn't turn around and walk outside until it was almost time for the meeting to start.
As per the previously received notification, a person and a cat arrived at the office area on the 20th floor.
The difference between this floor and the fourth floor is that, in addition to the normal employee workstations, there are countless meeting rooms and other spaces, and even the tea room is larger and has more snacks and soft drinks.
It's clearly better than the office area downstairs.
Differentiation in treatment fosters competition and motivates lower-level employees to strive for advancement.
The white icon on his wristband promptly indicated which conference room it was, along with a map that had been sent with the notification message.
When Wu Wang arrived, the conference room door was already open.
The room wasn't big, but it was decorated very cozyly.
Soft lighting, an eco-friendly wooden long table, several potted green plants whose names I don't know, and a steaming cup of coffee on the table.
Everything was designed to resemble a sincere exchange.
But with Wu Wang's keen observation and the direct manifestation of his "Vision of Truth," he also saw something else in these arrangements.
The room was almost full.
The doctor who had left his job, the widowed woman, the police officer, and the bespectacled girl that Wu Wang had met were all there, as well as some unfamiliar faces who didn't seem to be employees who joined at the same time as him.
He casually walked to one of the empty seats, pulled out a chair, sat down, smelled the coffee on the table, and exclaimed in admiration:
"The coffee is good, can I get a free refill?"
In response, HR-2714, who had previously notified him of the situation, was also present and, ignoring his question, spoke up:
"Thank you all for attending this experience sharing session. The factory hopes to use this platform to allow new employees to learn from each other and share the gains from completing tasks."
"At the same time, we also provide valuable feedback to the factory."
Faced with his formulaic opening remarks, everyone wore serious expressions.
Except for Wu's demise.
He chuckled and joked, "Valuable feedback? You mean you want to hear our complaints, then archive them as behavioral data for algorithm optimization targeting new employees' desires? I thank you on behalf of everyone else."
The meeting room fell silent instantly.
The doctor who had resigned coughed, and the widowed woman lowered her head, not daring to look at Wu Wang. Although the police officer didn't look at anyone, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, showing his helplessness.
The smile of the person smiling did not change.
He simply responded, "The factory values the opinions of every employee, and this sharing will be recorded anonymously. Please feel free to speak your mind."
However, Wu Wang's output has not stopped.
He raised an eyebrow and pointed to the tiny, barely noticeable holes in the green potted plants in the four corners of the conference room.
He sarcastically remarked, "Are those tiny holes the pickups for a miniature microphone array?"
“You used four, and with cross-positioning, even without cameras, you can accurately identify the speaker’s spatial coordinates in the room.”
"If I remember correctly, everyone's voiceprint should have been registered by the wristband when they joined the company."
"So, what you mean by 'anonymity' is actually—we know it's you, but we can pretend we don't."
"Oh my goodness! How thoughtful of you!"
The expressions of the other employees began to change.
They subconsciously leaned back, blinking as they looked at the smiling man, trying to judge whether Wu Wang's words were true or false from his demeanor.
Several people also turned their gazes to Wu Wang, squinting and wondering how he had discovered something so hidden.
The person smiling did not give a direct answer.
With a smile that remained unchanged, he added, "The factory always adheres to the highest standards of data ethics. Before the sharing session officially begins, please check your individual performance panels. Based on your performance since joining the company, the factory has already issued your first behavioral reprimand, which will directly affect your promotion prospects."
After he finished speaking, a holographic screen lit up on the table in front of each person.
Wu Wang also saw his own page.
Employee #00000
[Behavioral Rating: D]
[Abnormal indicator: Maliciously interpreting factory policies, inducing dissatisfaction among colleagues, and actively consuming personal wish points for irrational experiences]
[Note: Added to the list of key monitoring targets]
The expressions of those around them became even more complicated.
Especially those who joined the company at the same time as Wu Wang, including the girl with glasses.
They knew that this guy hadn't even been with the company for half a day, just a few hours.
This is already several violations!
Holy crap, is this even human?
"D-rank, huh? Then you still have room for improvement. Can you give me F-rank next time?" Wu Wang said nonchalantly.
He also saw the ratings of other people.
The police station was rated C+, with the comment stating that "the officer exercised great restraint during the mission, but his emotional fluctuations were abnormally high."
The doctor who resigned was rated B, and the widowed woman was rated C-. The bespectacled girl was the only one rated A.
The way everyone looked at her was slightly surprised.
However, only she knew that she hadn't done anything extra for this task at all. As long as Wu Wang was completing his work tasks normally, she could keep getting extremely high ratings just by secretly supervising him.
Besides, most people received a rating of C, which clearly indicates that the factory was not very satisfied with the newcomers' performance in the first round.
The smiling person continued, "The theme of today's sharing is—First Encounter with Desire."
"Please begin sharing your most profound feelings since joining the company."
For a moment, the entire room fell silent.
Everyone seemed to want to hear what others had to say first.
After an unknown amount of time, the first person to stand up was the widowed woman.
She placed her hands on the table, her tone slightly complicated, and said:
"My job assignment was to mediate a relationship dispute."
“A male employee used his wish points to redeem a ‘True Love Custom’ item, but his wife found out. This employee’s wife is not an employee of the Desire Factory, so she cannot enter here. The factory sent me to communicate with her so that the employee can continue to work normally without being disturbed by his wife.”
My wife asked me a question on the phone: "Does what you sell resemble real love?"
"I said yes, because if I didn't answer that way, my work would be very difficult to complete. After I hung up the phone, the 50 wish points arrived in my account on time, no more and no less."
When the widowed woman said the words "not too much, not too little," her voice suddenly cracked, as if her throat had been ripped open by a sharp syllable.
She knew perfectly well that inside her bracelet lay the 50 wish points she had just earned that day, and a wife's lifelong trust.
She herself came to the Desire Factory because she was widowed.
The other person's question, "Does what you're selling resemble true love?" seemed to be a question she kept asking herself.
Can you really buy the love you want here?
The moment the widowed woman finished speaking and sat down, a middle-aged man in an old suit slowly stood up at the other end of the conference table.
His movements were slow, and it seemed that his back wasn't in good condition.
"My name is Engineer Fan, but you can just call me Lao Fan. Before joining the factory, I was a construction worker."
"My wish is for my son's leg to grow back. He was only nineteen when he had his leg amputated due to a work injury!"
What Lao Fan shared was different from what widowed women share.
He was talking about his own experiences.
"I only did one thing today: I was stopped at the entrance of the talent incubation center and couldn't get in, and then I stood there for three hours."
"Because my workstation computer popped up a recommendation window, the store raised the price of healing my son's leg by 500 points, and then said that this was because my performance did not meet the target, so I could not enjoy the store's promotional discount. This is the fourth time the price has been raised!"
"I'd like to ask you, Smiler, what exactly is the basis for the price increase? Is it because you know how much I love him?"
He turned to look at the smiling man at the conference table. There was no anger in his eyes, only dark circles from countless hours of hard work.
As everyone's breathing quickened slightly, anticipating the smiler's reply.
The other party didn't make a sound, just kept smiling, looking at Lao Fan as if to say that he had done a good job, but hadn't tried hard enough.
As time went on, Lao Fan could only sit down with a gloomy face.
He didn't have the extra strength to rush up and roar at the smiling man, nor did he dare to raise his fist to hurt him just to hear an answer from him.
Because the latter would have to pay compensation.
The money in the desire factory naturally becomes wish points.
He needs many, many more wish points, and he can't afford to lose even a single one.
In short, there was nothing he could change.
This is the fate of all employees.
Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Wu Wang clapped his hands, stood up, and laughed, "Thank you, Lao Fan. Your question just now was probably the most valuable thing we heard in this building today."
Then he raised his hand and tapped the little hill's cat head, asking, "Come on, tell me, what is destiny?"
"Meow~" Little Hill answered with a yawn.
[Reporting to the boss: Fate is determined by the family you're born into and the society you enter; this is something you can't choose.]
Wu Wang continued, "Then what is effort?"
"Meow~"
Effort means, despite being born into this family and entering this society, still wanting to change your destiny.
Upon hearing this answer, Wu Wang smiled knowingly.
After looking around, he said with a smile, "Look, even my cat sees things more clearly than you guys."
"Entering such a factory may be your destiny, but once you're in, you consider your efforts to be merely submitting to fate. Can that really be called effort?"
"Ah, this is called obedience..."
A hint of surprise flashed across everyone's faces, unsure whether it was because they could understand what the cat was saying or because of what the cat and Wu Wang were discussing.
After saying that, Wu Wang's gaze instantly turned sharp.
For a moment, the people in the conference room felt as if a sharp knife was slowly approaching their skin.
The stinging sensation caused most of them to lower their heads when those gazes swept over them.
Only the bespectacled girl, the police officer, and a young woman in a hoodie made eye contact with her.
Then, Wu Wangcai said, word by word:
"So, my advice is this: treat wish points like bullets, not like savings."
His sharing did not mention any story or mission details.
But to everyone else, it sounded deafening.
The smiling person's expression remained unchanged.
But the pupils contracted unnaturally for a moment.
The sharing session is still ongoing.
Each employee took turns standing up to share their thoughts and feelings.
For some reason, they always felt that after Wu Wang finished speaking, their own sharing seemed to become bland and tasteless, or rather, it felt like chewing wax.
They simply wouldn't listen to what others were sharing.
My mind is filled with those outrageous remarks—treat wish points like bullets, not like savings.
The bespectacled girl glanced at Wu Wang.
I noticed that his expression seemed slightly mocking.
Is this person deliberately trying to attract the factory's attention?!
Why would he do that? Is there some benefit to it?
The bespectacled girl was filled with confusion, finding that the more she observed this guy's every move, the less she understood his actions.
Who exactly is this person...? (End of Chapter)