My daughter is so annoying

"Don't mention it. At the beginning, I told me that there were only 3000 people. In the end, more than 5000 albums were sold."

"So many people?"

"Yeah, Dad is exhausted."

Qingqing hugged Fang Cheng's neck, buried her head on Fang Cheng's shoulder and asked, "Dad, will I have a chance to hold a signing event in the future?"

"Of course, you don't care who your daughter is."

"Mom is upstairs bathing Mingming. If she was there, she would definitely say you are beautiful."

Fang Cheng said with a smile: "Dad will do what he says, don't talk about a signing event with 3000 people, Dad will give you a concert with 10 people."

"Thank you dad, ua~"

"Your back is itchy, scratch your back for Dad."

"Okay." Qingqing reached into her clothes and scratched Fang Cheng's back, while Xiao Yu'er sat on the sofa and squeezed Fang Cheng's feet.

Not to mention how happy Fang Cheng himself was, he said happily in his heart: "It's better to have a daughter."

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Chapter 297 Plan

The annual meeting was not held in a hotel like before. The office building reserved a floor for the banquet during the decoration. After all, it cost 50 billion when it was bought and the decoration was added, and there were all the corresponding configurations in it.

Fang Cheng is also dressed up today, after all, he is the boss now, so he still needs to pay attention to such formal occasions.

Yang Yueyue is dressed very maturely today. She wears a horse-colored windbreaker with a white lining and thick stockings underneath, making her already slender legs even more slender. With the high-soled leather boots under her feet, her temperament is completely highlighted Out.

The two daughters are also very fashionable.

Qingqing was wearing a white sweater inside, a black jacket outside, Xiaoyuer a white down jacket, and black leggings on her lower body. Both of them were wearing a white low-top Sky One, not to mention how pretty they were.

Qingqing and Xiao Yuer got in the car and sat in the last row, Yang Yueyue took Mingming and sat in the second row, and Fang Cheng sat in the co-pilot. After fastening his seat belt, Lin Shengnan was asked to drive directly to the company.

In the evening, during rush hour.

There was a lot of traffic on the road, but fortunately there was no traffic jam. After more than 40 minutes, the Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle stopped under the company's office building.

Chen Meng, who was waiting downstairs, brought two administrative interns who had just graduated from university, and opened the car door.

Fang Cheng got off the car and asked with a smile, "Is everyone here?"

"Well, it's all upstairs."

"Then take us up."

"Okay." Chen Meng really worked hard. On such a cold day, she was still wearing skirts, flesh-colored stockings and high heels for the sake of her image. Fang Cheng felt cold for her, but Chen Meng seemed like a normal person.

"Ding."

The sound of the elevator coming to a complete stop was heard, and the lively banquet hall fell silent almost instantly, and everyone looked towards the elevator door.

The doors on both sides of the elevator slowly opened.

The first thing that catches the eye is Fang Cheng and his two daughters, next to him are Yang Yueyue and Young Master Fang.

Those who were sitting stood up at the same time.

"Hello, Mr. Fang."

"Hello, Mr. Fang."

"..."

As Fang Cheng kept walking forward, there were more and more voices saying hello in his ears.

At this moment, both Qingqing and Xiao Yuer grasped Fang Cheng's hand tightly, as if doing so could make them less nervous.

Mingming walked behind, looking at Fang Cheng's back, his eyes were full of doubts and longing.

"Mr. Fang, your positions are here." Chen Meng pointed to the middle round table that could seat more than 20 people.

"it is good."

Let the wife and children sit down first, Fang Cheng looked around, pressed his hand and smiled: "Today is the annual meeting, not going to work, so don't be so restrained, let's all sit down."

A group of people just sat down.

There are only some nuts, fruits and other snacks on the table. Obviously, there are still some things to do and some things to say before the annual meeting starts.

Chen Meng said in a low voice: "Brother Cheng, can we start the year-end summary?"

"Ah."

Fang Cheng participated in Chenghai's annual meeting, and according to the procedure, at the beginning, the heads of several departments used ppts to describe what projects they had done throughout the year, what achievements they had completed, and so on.

After Fang Cheng nodded, Chen Meng went to the stage.

Afterwards, people came up one by one to talk, Mi Cai, the person in charge of the operation department, Wang Shuo, the person in charge of the public relations department, Zhou Xiaoyu, the person in charge of the media center, Zhang Jian, the person in charge of publicity and planning, and Sun Wanyan, the person in charge of the artist management department...

This process lasted over an hour.

Fangcheng had actually read most of the content in the company's information, but it didn't stop this link from proceeding.

"The annual summaries of the heads of all departments have been reported, so let's ask Mr. Fang to say a few words."

There was a round of applause.

Fang Cheng knew that as the boss, he couldn't avoid this part. Since he couldn't avoid it, he could just enjoy it.

Fang Cheng got up and walked to the stage calmly.

There was no sound in the audience, and all eyes were focused on Fang Cheng alone.

Whether it's the company's employees, the company's artists, or his own wife and children, they all look at him.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, and pretended to be indifferent: "In fact, what everyone said just now is very good. They not only summarized the past year, but also put forward their own department's plans for the next year, but I think your plans are too general. So now I want to put forward a more specific plan, not so much a plan, not a goal and a task."

When a group of people in the audience heard this, they opened their notebooks and prepared to record.

"I call this plan the '4321 Plan'. Specifically, in the new year, our company must promote at least 4 popular artists, invest in and participate in 3 movies, 2 TV dramas, and the last 1 refers to the company's annual The revenue has doubled compared to last year!"

"Okay." Some sycophant in the audience applauded first, followed by a long burst of applause.

Fang Cheng smiled and said: "I can't promise you anything else, and I also believe that everyone comes out to work to make money, so this year, if all of us can perfectly implement the plan I mentioned, everyone will be in the same place as before. Add 500 to the monthly salary, and add 2 months' salary to the year-end bonus."