Good leaders were hard to come by, especially for an organization as young as the Larkinson Clan.
"Our leadership deficit is caused by several reasons." Gavin explained. "First, our clan is far too young and we grew way too fast. A more reasonable growth rate would have given us more time to train our existing managers and hire external ones that can quickly plug our gaps."
Ves nodded. "I'm aware of that. We can't help it, though. We need to keep growing if we want to do well in the Red Ocean."
"Second, our clan doesn't have much of a reputation in the areas we are traveling with. If we were based in a fixed location, we would have been able to integrate in the regional community and become a known entity in the job market. Yet because we are constantly on the move, our clan simply hasn't been able to gain any traction in the local scenes we visit."
"That will change once our clan will develop a greater reputation in the Red Ocean over a longer period of time. Right now, we're just passing through."
"I hope that will be the case, but that doesn't address our current setbacks. Now, the last major reason why we aren't able to attract enough senior leaders is because we set our standards way too high."
Now this was an interesting reason. Ves grew curious.
"Aren't they supposed to excel at their jobs?"
"They are, but we are asking more out of them than many other organizations. They not only have to be senior professionals, which are already in smaller numbers, but they also have to pass our loyalty test. That alone cuts down the majority of these folk. With older and more successful people like these, it's a lot harder to earn their loyalty right away. They need to take office within our clan first before we can truly win them over."
This was the trouble of hiring old dogs. They were not as naive as kids fresh out of school. They were also highly desirable and had access to a lot of lucrative job prospects.
"Shouldn't we be able to buy their loyalty by offering higher wages and benefits?" Ves asked.
"That's not possible for these types of people." Gavin shook his head. "Raising the remuneration to higher levels will only cause us to attract a greater proportion of talents who are mainly motivated by their greed. These are exactly the people who are least likely to pass the loyalty test. What we seek are earnest applicants who want to become a part of us because they believe in our cause and care about family and so on. There are actually quite a number of people like that out there but hardly any of them apply to join the Larkinson Clan."
"Why so? What scares them away?"
"We're heading into completely foreign territory. Not only that, but we're heading into a very dangerous territory that has already become notorious for the amount of pioneering fleets that disappear every day."
Those who valued family and were less driven by greed were not as attracted to the prospect of traveling to the Red Ocean. Instead of abandoning everyone they knew to travel hundreds of thousands of light-years away, they would rather settle for working for a more boring company that was closer to their current homes.
Gavin mentioned several credible factors why the entire Larkinson Clan was having trouble with recruiting enough senior managers and executives to fill up the upper hierarchy.
"The Larkinson Army suffers from this deficit the most, with the LMC coming second." Gavin mentioned. "The clan administration is better off at the moment due to the participation of all of the Purnessers, but that will only help us for a while."
Ves rubbed his smooth-shaven chin. "This is a difficult issue, then. What do you suggest we do to resolve the shortage?"
"Well… how about rescuing other fallen influences like the Purnesse Family? This seems to be the easiest way for us to obtain a batch of highly capable upper management types."
"We're not going out of our way to pick another fight, Benny. Any confrontation is dangerous and I don't want to delay our journey to the Red Ocean. It's also unreasonable for us to keep butting into local affairs all of the time."
The incident with the Purnesse Family proved that no one was as innocent as they looked on the surface. Ves did not want to risk the lives of his Larkinsons yet again just to bail out a bunch of bastards who held no sincerity towards the Larkinson Clan.
"Besides, I don't think we'll be able to find a suitable organization that is conveniently in need of rescue."
"The galaxy is quite big, boss. Who knows what you'll find in the local star sectors."
"We're not going to adopt this strategy of recruitment again. We need time to develop in peace."
Once they ruled out this option, they didn't have any easy answers left. Eventually, Ves just threw his hands up and let out a loud sigh.
"Whatever! Let the chief ministers handle this problem. That's what they are for, after all!"
Ves felt much more at ease once he made this realization. Before this moment, he primarily placed his attention on how much control he would lose. It was only now that he acknowledged the benefits of these arrangements.
He could just dump every difficult leadership problem onto their laps and let them sort out the mess!
If the chief ministers failed to do a good job, then they could just take all of the blame!
In just a single minute, Ves turned from feeling reluctant about appointing the chief ministers to embracing their coming!
After finishing his briefing session with Gavin, Ves handled a few other chores before heading over to the design lab.
The Sentry Project had already progressed quite a lot under Gloriana's motivated drive. It had reached feature completion a while ago and was now in the process of refinement.
If everything went well, then the Journeymen would be able to fabricate their next expert mech within a couple of weeks!
Surprisingly enough, Gloriana hadn't dove into her design work at this time. Instead, she was looking over the lab section where the second batch of assistant mech designers were in the process of studying essential subjects.
Due to his wife's high technical standards, she demanded that every member of a design team possess at least a minimum amount of competence in technical design and quality control. She didn't want anyone with a poor foundation in those areas to botch their future assignments and cause delays because of their sloppy approach.
Ves approached her side and looked in the same direction. "How are they?"
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