Xiang Yiren takes office in the Monitoring Departnt.
anwhile, Ouyang Jiani moves into the newly established office of the Chairman’s Assistant at the company headquarters.
Don’t be fooled by the mundane na; many things in the country are like this. The more ordinary the departnt’s na, the more crucial its function might be.
Keno Capital’s office of the Chairman’s Assistant is one such departnt.
As a departnt assisting the chairman in processing daily docunts, they have the authority to sign off on docunts, except for those that are particularly significant, urgent, or highly confidential.
To put it simply, it’s like the Cabinet during the Ming Dynasty.
The docunts from the various branches of the headquarters are no longer presented directly to Chairman Sun Dasheng after passing through the secretariat but are sent to this new departnt. Once they sign and seal them, the docunts carry legal effect.
This greatly reduces the burden on Sun Dasheng.
Unless the company faces an incredibly urgent situation that requires his personal attention, he could, like an emperor of the past, not attend court for an entire year without any issues.
Of course, with greater power cos greater oversight.
Why was Xiang Yiren transferred to this position in the Monitoring Departnt? Is she really indispensable?
Of course not.
It’s to have her act as his eyes, keeping a close watch on this newly established office of the Chairman’s Assistant. If sothing goes wrong, she can inform him at the first sign of trouble so that he can address any issues.
This is what balance of power is about.
For soone in a position of power, understanding balance is key to stabilizing the company.
Moreover, the Chairman’s Assistant Office is also monitored by the apprentice Ouyang Jiani, serving as double insurance to prevent any mishaps.
But if sothing does go wrong, it would be serious.
At that point, he would have to make the hard decision to take action against his own people.
He hasn’t denied the possibility of this small chance happening, which is why he has another safeguard: his secretary Huang Han as his spy, much like the Eastern Factory secret police of the ancient tis, overseeing everything!
Should any trouble arise, she would report to him imdiately.
As for whether she’s truly loyal to him, that’s hard to say. But for now, it’s safe to say: yes, she is.
Because:
Tangchen Yipin.
A top-notch, 600-square-ter luxury apartnt on the top floor, costing Sun Dasheng a small fortune.
The interior decor was left by the last landlord, a French style.
Standing in the over a hundred square ter living room, Sun Dasheng ruffled Huang Han’s hair and asked, "Do you like this style of decoration? If you don’t, I can have soone tear it down and redecorate it right away."
The secretary imdiately stopped him, "No! Don’t waste the money. I actually really like this style. Let’s keep it as is."
Huang Han truly liked this extravagant French style, living in it felt like residing in the Louvre Museum in France.
When inviting friends over for a dinner party, it would definitely be a very nice scene, wouldn’t it?
Just thinking about it made her a little excited.
This style was perfect for showing off.
Classy to the max.
"Redoing the decor wouldn’t cost much, at most a ten to twenty million cap. If you don’t like it, just say so. Don’t force yourself," Sun Dasheng said nonchalantly.
It was as if the millions he ntioned were as trivial as a few bucks to an ordinary person.
"No, why waste the money? Better to spend it on sothing else. You can buy a lot of things with it, no need to waste it on redecorating. Plus, I am quite satisfied with it," Huang Han feared he would suddenly decide to destroy the classy decor.
While caressing his face, she wanted to seal his lips.
Sun Dasheng turned away, pressing her cheek in annoyance, said, "It’s broad daylight, what are you doing?"
"Do it!" Huang Han looked at him with blazing eyes.
Do it!
Sun Dasheng cursed under his breath, realizing his little secretary was quite a seductress.
"Since you think it’s okay, then it’s okay. After all, this house will eventually be yours, what you like matters more than anything," he said, tossing the property deed to her.
Though the na on the deed was still his own, Sun Dasheng’s.
"I’ll give you a three-year trial period. As long as you do well with no unpleasant incidents, the house will be transferred to your na then. Do you understand?"
He laid things on the line so she wouldn’t misunderstand.
Huang Han nodded vigorously, the reality turning out to be slightly different from what she had imagined.
Originally, she thought she might only have usage rights and never expected actual ownership. This house was, after all, a mansion worth a total of one hundred million.
What kind of job in this world allows you to earn a house worth one hundred million in just three years?
None, not one that anyone knows of.
So might say those CEOs who make billions in salaries, to which I’d say you are too naive. Those who earn such high salaries don’t need that salary money anyway. Understand, it’s all for the insiders.
Once there was a working emperor who made headlines earning a billion yuan in annual salary but with a counterfeit degree.
Since then, no news of ordinary people climbing to executive positions in Fortune 500 companies has appeared. Why? Because they’ve all wisened up.
Such good positions are definitely reserved for one’s own people.
"No problem, not just three years, but even ten or thirty years, I’m willing!" Huang Han gave him a big kiss.
Muah!~
Such minor tests are child’s play for , Huang Han.
Three years, who are you looking down on?
Even ten years would disrespect this one billion property, wouldn’t it? A thirty-year test would be better.
Then, I can, hehe...
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