824: Chapter 44 The King’s Ga 4_2 824: Chapter 44 The King’s Ga 4_2 “Let the professors hired by Joel Research Institute study it later, that’s what we pay them for, right?
But do you have any thoughts on it, Mi’er?”
“I just want to hear you brag.”
“….”
Is that how we’re chatting?
“Alright, I won’t tease you anymore.
We’ve been stuck in traffic for half an hour.
Let’s just go straight to Germany and not go back to the hotel.”
Cheng Daqi naturally nodded in agreent.
Although this trip was supposed to be a vacation, it eventually turned into a whirlwind tour.
Having money, especially being young and wealthy, cos with the need to make choices.
In his previous life, President Cheng was just an ordinary entrepreneur, and a failed one at that.
He still has a lot to learn.
“But are you sure you want to dissolve the MAS France division?” Mi’er asked.
“I have to.
Lisa screwed up.
It was only after her last visit that I realized that there are more than eighty employees here, with the administrative staff ballooning to over half.
The French are really sothing else.
All this in just three months.”
A private business with no monopolistic resources daring to have an equal ratio of administrative to frontline staff, President Cheng truly admires that.
It was Lisa who ssed things up, but her attitude was comndable—she let him fire anyone, and naturally, President Cheng was willing to cover for her.
Hearing about Lisa’s misfortune, the raven-haired rich lady chuckled, her expression suddenly turning from sunny to overcast.
“Ha, I want to laugh at her stupidity, but I find I can’t.
OC’s branch in France seems even worse than MAS’s, and I can’t even fire people at will.
Damn.”
The smile didn’t disappear; it just shifted from Mi’er’s face to President Cheng’s.
“Why can’t you fire people?”
Indeed, Mi’er, as a capitalist, may not be able to control the elents, but she should still be able to handle personnel issues in her own company.
“The perfu industry is just so small.
Those French executives hold many of OC’s operations in France.
If I fire them, it will be hard to find replacents, and it would affect the reputation in the fashion and business circles.
I considered these issues last year.
OC’s global expansion wasn’t going smoothly, but after much thought, I decided to bear with it.
At least OC in France is still profitable, and we are not much different from our peers.
If everyone has the sa problem, then it’s not a problem.
So doing nothing beca the best solution.”
Firing could lead to the collapse of an already challenging business.
Not firing is like enduring a slow suicide, but so are all the competitors.
Cheng Daqi helplessly shook his head and offered his own suggestion.
“Let OC go public sooner.
Once it’s public, it will be easier for us to manage.
Internal restructuring, shareholder gas, it’s all doable.”
Going public is a complex yet simple matter.
It’s simple because it is just a platform for financing and trading.
But because it involves money, well, anything involving money is always complicated.
“Did you forget?
OC is about to beco a non-profit entity.
Going public, heh, are you stupid?”
Cheng Daqi raised his eyebrow.
Trying to take advantage cos with a price, and it seems OC may never be able to go public.
Non-profit entities can be largely tax-exempt.
In theory, such companies shouldn’t distribute profits to private individuals, but special debt models like those in West State are common, and that’s how the Arican tycoons play the ga.
In short, the plan to restructure OC through repeated public speculation was impossible.
“Ha, a thousand worries, what I lack most now is ti.”
President Cheng sighed helplessly.
“Oh, are you complaining that I dragged you out and wasted your ti?”
She seems to be raving, and Cheng Daqi can’t be bothered to answer such foolish questions.
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Madam Lao drove and parked outside a beauty institution run by Chinese immigrants.
She looked around to make sure no reporters were following her, then let out a long sigh of relief and weakly leaned on the steering wheel.
Lao Jia tricked her into coming to Arica, but for her, reuniting with her husband in Arica was also a good thing.
No matter how wealthy a woman is, she still can’t do without a man—not a sexist remark, because wealthy n can’t do without won either.
Of course, what Madam Lao cared about was that her child needed a living father, so even though she was unhappy, she endured it.
But gradually, Madam Lao noticed that Lao Jia had changed, completely different from before, even like a different person.
She didn’t understand, but it was a simple issue: what weighs more, career and personal life, or family affection?
Lao Jia never had this mindset before since his career was too ssed up, so he had no choice—not that he didn’t want to choose.
After being pushed by Cheng Daqi, Lao Jia was forced to make a choice, and he found it to be quite worth looking forward to.
What if he really turned things around?
When a man leans more towards his career, the responsibility for the family falls more on his partner.
This isn’t wrong in itself, but the problem is, Lao Jia beca obsessed.
Madam Lao didn’t understand Cryptocurrency.
As Lao Jia’s wife, she knew that Lao Jia didn’t understand it either.
Yet, this man, who completely lacked knowledge of Cryptocurrency, launched a magical project, BEC Coin.
A global roadshow, dozens of tech experts talking it up, Niusen lending support, over two billion in capital chasing it—the biggest Cryptocurrency ICO in human history.
Madam Lao thought her husband had turned things around.
She asked only to find out that the big scamr was now reford, and now Lao Jia just seed to be working freely.
It looks impressive, but in fact, he’s just a worker, no, a working drone.
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