Shen Bing instructed, "Old Wang, don't let production at the company slacken over the next few days. As for the expansion of the Illusion Immortal Glass Factory, follow our established plan and double output as soon as possible. We need to get Disney's orders supplied quickly."
King Sheng smiled. "Don't worry, Chairman. How could I neglect Dream Glass? Even if it's just to squeeze a little more out of a Huang Shiren like you, I'll have to give it my all."
"Haha, just don't milk this business dry," Shen Bing said with a laugh.
There was a reason they joked like this. Apart from his paltry base salary of 200,000 yuan, Wang Sheng's pay was tied directly to the Dream Glass Factory's performance.
When Wang Sheng first applied for the job, Shen Bing had said that one percent of the Dream Glass Factory's net profit would be his annual salary.
Thus, although Wang Sheng had worked at Phantom Immortal Technology for only six months, he had already received a staggering hundred million yuan in pay. That was calculated only on payments already received. If they went by the total value of the contracts, the figure would be even higher.
Of course, Wang Sheng wasn't losing out. At worst, he would collect the rest next year. It wasn't as though he would get any less.
At three in the afternoon, Shen Bing received a call from Gao Jingchuan, who had arrived outside the company with several experts.
Anyone else would have invited them into the company to sit down first, but Shen Bing had no time for that. He went straight downstairs to meet them.
Two military vehicles were parked in the temporary parking area outside Yongxin Plaza. When Shen Bing drove out in his Wuling Hongguang, Gao Jingchuan poked