Watching Xiao Tianyu carrying a briefcase, leaving the office and walking toward the printer, Luo Bing felt puzzled, not knowing what this guy was going to do, so she followed him out, her high heels clicking.
anwhile, the goddesses working outside also cast their beautiful eyes on Xiao Tianyu, showing similar puzzlent. What's this guy up to, could it be the ice-cold manager is making him type up docunts again?
But it doesn't seem like it. What's with the briefcase he's holding?
Soon, they saw Xiao Tianyu start cutting the 24K-sized sheets of paper down to fit the size of IOUs. Then, he started printing, and in no ti, hundreds of IOUs were printed successfully, each identical to the one in his hand.
Luo Bing couldn't help but ask, "Why are you printing so many IOUs?"
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Xiao Tianyu replied calmly, "You only need to be ready to collect the money!"
"..." Hearing this, Luo Bing was left speechless, stepping back into the office in her heels, paying him no more mind. She wondered how this guy planned to turn those hundreds of IOUs into cash.
After the manager left, Jiang Ya walked over gracefully, curious, "Tianyu, what's going on here?"
As she spoke, Jiang Ya casually picked up an IOU, and upon seeing the borrower's na, she exclaid, "Chfeng Clothing Co. Ltd.?"
"What, Chenfeng Company?" Upon hearing this, the won, like Jiang Ya, all wore expressions of fear. Wen Xin asked, "Tianyu, did that woman actually ask you to collect money from Chenfeng Company?"
"Is there a problem?" Xiao Tianyu didn't answer but posed a question back, while simultaneously packing the printed IOUs into his briefcase, causing the won to widen their eyes. Is the manager planning to kill this guy? Sending him to collect debt, when he cos back, won't his face be swollen like a pig's head?
"Don't go!" Jiang Ya grabbed Xiao Tianyu's right hand, her eyes flickering. She continued, "Co on, let's go reason with the manager. Why should a typist do a debt collector's job?"
Last ti, Xiao Tianyu paid to help Jiang Ya's mother, and now Xiao Tianyu was nothing short of Jiang Ya's benefactor, especially being such a dazzlingly handso one. How could she let anything happen to him?
"No need, it's just debt collection, my specialty!" Xiao Tianyu declared confidently. In this world, there's nothing he can't handle, it's rely an eight-million debt, easy as pie.
Saying this, Xiao Tianyu, holding his briefcase, left the planning departnt under everyone's watchful eyes. His solitary, proud silhouette made everyone feel as if he were marching off to his death.
"The manager's going too far!"
"Who says otherwise, it's a bit much, isn't it? Clearly, it's a wild goose chase, sending that guy on his way to die."
"He's just half an hour late, is this necessary?"
"..."
The won all stood up for Xiao Tianyu, does being good-looking count as a cri?
...
The President's office.
After entering the office, Ye Qingcheng had been frowning deeply. She promised to resolve the Qingcheng International crisis within ten days. For her, this was the biggest challenge since taking over Qingcheng International two years ago.
The rise of Fengxing International posed a great threat to her Qingcheng International, potentially leading to its closure. But she was Ye Qingcheng; she would not allow Qingcheng International to collapse under her leadership. No matter how difficult, she must persevere.
Beep beep beep~
At this mont, Ye Qingcheng dialed the phone, which was quickly answered, "President, is there sothing you need?" Xiao Lan asked.
"Gather all departnt heads and senior executives in my office for a eting within half an hour!" Ye Qingcheng ordered.
"Yes, President, please hold on!"
Upon receiving this, Ye Qingcheng hung up the phone. She still couldn't understand why Fengxing International was targeting her Qingcheng International, and several visits had been refused at the door. Was there a feud?
Anyone rolling in the business world is bound to have so enemies, especially soone like Ye Qingcheng with a company listed among the Global 500. If asked to guess who the enemy might be, even Ye Qingcheng wouldn't know.
In any case, Ye Qingcheng vaguely felt that the rise of Fengxing International was aid directly at her Qingcheng International, but regardless, she, Ye Qingcheng, would not easily admit defeat, no matter the adversary.
Half an hour later, managers to directors from all major departnts gathered in the president's office and sat around the table, including Planning Departnt Manager Luo Bing, Information Departnt Manager Yun Moxi, Human Resources Departnt Manager Lin Kexin, among others.
As for Xiao Lan, she stood beside Ye Qingcheng.
Ye Qingcheng's beautiful eyes slowly lifted to look at Xiao Lan and said, "Turn on the screen!"
"Yes, President!" Xiao Lan nodded, taking the remote in her hand to turn on the office's large screen, directly switching to the Qingcheng International stock market page, and the executives were shocked to see Qingcheng International's stocks plunging.
Ye Qingcheng clicked her high heels, exuding an ice-cold aura, as she arrived in the eting room and said, "I believe you all understand the crisis Qingcheng International is facing now, so I'll be brief. Do you have any good suggestions?"
"..." Nobody spoke, apparently having no good suggestions. Ye Qingcheng's eyes fell on the director and said, "Director Lin, you are the executive director of Qingcheng International, a business genius, do you have any good suggestions?"
"President... I..." Director Lin stamred, and Ye Qingcheng waved her hand, "Sit down!"
"..."
After a round of discussions, there were quite a few suggestions, but Ye Qingcheng had already adopted those, and they were useless.
Ye Qingcheng even humbled herself to visit those who once flattered Qingcheng International. Those old clients were either unavailable or shut her out, or had distanced themselves from Qingcheng International.
When a wall falls, everyone pushes.
When standing at the peak, everyone revolves around you. Now with Qingcheng International facing closure, forr clients of Qingcheng International are eager to detach, how could they help her Ye Qingcheng?
"President!" At this mont, the Human Resources Departnt Manager Lin Kexin stood up and said, "I have a suggestion, but I don't know if..."
"Speak!" Ye Qingcheng said.
"Does the President still rember the typist assigned to the Planning Departnt?" Lin Kexin asked.
"I recall sowhat!" Ye Qingcheng nodded.
At this mont, Luo Bing was a bit dazed. Could Kexin be talking about that guy? Besides typing fast, what else could he do? Could he be a genius? Yet Luo Bing didn't interject.
Lin Kexin continued, "You should still rember the exam papers from a few days ago, right?"
"Yes!" Ye Qingcheng rembered clearly. The problem-solving on those exam papers was sothing even she couldn't have predicted, how could she forget?
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