Knock knock knock~~~
The office door sounded.
The little secretary, Huang Han, imdiately tidied up her clothes and cleared the awkward sll in the office before going to open the door.
The door opened, revealing a familiar face.
Of course, she recognized that it was the boss’s favored protégé, also soone with imnse authority within the company that even the secretaries envied—the Minister of the Monitoring Departnt, Ouyang Jiani.
"Minister Ouyang, you’re here, please co in."
She knew this person was the apple of the boss’s eye and couldn’t afford to be negligent.
"What were you doing inside? It took so long to open the door." Ouyang Jiani frowned as she entered, completely unconcerned about the head secretary by her side.
Huang Han felt guilty, blushing as she said, "I was reporting work to Director Sun just now, sorry for the delay."
Hearing this, Ouyang Jiani’s expression finally softened, "So you were busy with official work, then I wrongly blad you, you can go now, I have sothing to discuss with the master."
"Okay." Huang Han sighed with relief in her heart, thinking this lady sure is hard to please.
"You’re here." Sun Dasheng sat in the chair, pretending to be busy with docunts.
Ouyang Jiani’s suspicion vanished instantly.
She walked over with a smile, stood behind Sun Dasheng, and gently touched his neck with her hands, "Master, did you forget sothing?"
"Huh? Forget what?" Sun Dasheng shivered.
Impossible, impossible.
These witches couldn’t be conspiring together, could they?
Not even if I were made of iron.
"If there’s sothing to say, out with it, can’t you see I’m busy?" Sun Dasheng feigned seriousness and slapped her hand.
"Oh my, when did you beco so serious, Master?" Ouyang Jiani, not discouraged, placed her hands back again.
Unexpectedly, her hand was slapped away again.
"Ouch... Why so hard? It hurts." Ouyang Jiani said in pain.
This naughty master, truly unaware of gentleness, should know to hold back, I’m just a girl, isn’t hitting this hard painful?
"Knows pain, huh? Then sit properly, if you have sothing to say, say it, otherwise hurry and leave." Sun Dasheng said with disdain, waving his hand.
"Master, if you talk to like this, I’ll get upset." Ouyang Jiani retorted, but obediently sat back down.
Ti for serious matters: "The internal punishnt report for last month is out, and as you ntioned, signatures are required from you for the list to take effect. Your disciple rushed over non-stop to report to you, didn’t expect all my sincerity to..."
The words stopped suddenly.
Sun Dasheng looked up at her, grinning, "Why not finish what you were saying?"
"Hehe... I don’t dare." Ouyang Jiani giggled awkwardly.
"Hmph! What don’t you dare? I see your courage isn’t small at all, even daring to tease the master now." Sun Dasheng said, not very kindly.
"Master, you misunderstood your disciple, quickly sign this docunt so I can go work." Ouyang Jiani no longer had ti for her earlier thoughts, wanting to slip away quickly.
Otherwise, she couldn’t bear the master’s wrath.
"Give it here." Sun Dasheng stretched out his hand.
"Ah? Oh." Ouyang Jiani realized and handed over the file in her hand.
Sun Dasheng examined it carefully before signing his na.
The reason he insisted on signing it himself was much like how, in ancient tis, the emperor personally approved death sentences.
Such power cannot be entrusted to others.
Otherwise, who knows what trouble might arise.
Of course, the most important aspect is to prevent any disobedience, letting them know who holds the power of life and death. With proper compensation and benefits, there’s no need for any petty thoughts, reaching out will certainly get you caught.
Why is Sun Dasheng worried about this?
Because this is the common disease of large companies.
As a company grows, no matter how strict entry and exit controls are, it inevitably absorbs so dregs—muddle-through types and incompetents abound, creating occasional issues.
But their destructiveness is great.
Often one person can affect many others.
Haven’t you seen Tencent, ByteDance, supposedly flat managent internet tech giants, get exposed annually for corruption, revealing rampant corruption, often toppling an entire departnt or system?
The nature of humanity—whether ncius’s inherently good or Xunzi’s inherently evil—has been debated for millennia without an answer.
Sun Dasheng may feel that his company pays well, has great benefits, and a relaxed work environnt, but still can’t avoid internal corruption issues.
After signing, taking the docunt, Ouyang Jiani was ready to slip away.
"Wait, are you really in such a rush? Sit down!" Sun Dasheng smiled and pressed a button.
"Oh." Ouyang Jiani obediently sat down.
Soon, the door opened, and the little secretary brought in so tea.
"Thank you!" Ouyang Jiani expressed her gratitude.
Huang Han smiled, "Minister Ouyang, no need to be so polite, it’s my job."
After saying this, seeing the boss had no intention of keeping her, she turned and left, closing the door tightly.
"Gurgle~"
"Ah, this tea is hot." Ouyang Jiani flinched, almost spilling the tea on herself.
Sun Dasheng got up, took the cup from her hand, placed it on the table, and said, "Careless, ever heard ’patience brews fine tea’?"
"It’s ’patience cooks soft tofu’." Ouyang Jiani murmured quietly.
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