Warm and lustrous

That morning, Pei Zeyang pestered Jiang Run to choose him the most handsome suit.The meeting of the board of directors was about to take place. After a long time of refusal and dormancy, Pei Zeyang finally ushered in the moment when he sat in the center of the conference table as the largest shareholder.

"At today's meeting, you can't get angry, you can't challenge the board, and you can't overturn the table."

Jiang Runzai helped Pei Zeyang tie his tie carefully, and raised his head, revealing his lovely eyes, but he relentlessly scolded him: "You always offend people without knowing it. Sometimes you have to turn around and ask why others don’t help you, and you don’t reflect on yourself.”

Pei Zeyang rolled his eyes, and asked back: "You know I can't restrain my emotions, but you still don't come into the conference room with me, do you think you're messing around?"

Jiang Run tightened his hands, strangled Pei Zeyang's neck, leaned close to him and said, "When I become a shareholder of Yuan Teng, I can enter."

"Hahahaha..." Pei Zeyang laughed loudly, "Register with the immigration, and what is mine is yours."

Pei Zeyang really thought about this issue. After all, it is impossible to maintain the current state with Jiang Run for the rest of his life. He has no name, no distinction, and shame. Although it doesn't affect anything, it is too unfair to Jiang Run.He wants their relationship to be recognized by the most authoritative, but Jiang Run is cold, usually willing to follow behind him silently, if he is forced to promise something, he will become a shrinking turtle.

For example, now, Jiang Run chooses to avoid the topic again.

"Okay, I get it, I will never show my sharpness today, okay?"

Jiang Run smoothed the wrinkles on Pei Zeyang's body, rested his right hand on Pei Zeyang's chest, raised his head and asked, "Will this internal reform involve the financial department?"

"Although I also want to let the finance department go, those old men don't think so. My father gave me such a position, and some people are already eyeing it. How can I let me go so easily."

But Pei Zeyang still had to reassure Jiang Run: "Don't worry, no matter how much you make a big move, you still have to follow me. Wherever I go, you can go there."

……

The board meeting was held in the meeting room on the top floor of Building A of Yuanteng. When Pei Zeyang arrived on time, there were still three or four directors "uncles" who did not come. The finale was naturally their old man Pei.Coughing all the way here, it's a hot day, and I feel like I'm catching a cold.People are really old, aging visible to Pei Zeyang's naked eyes.

The two conference recorders sat at the two ends of the conference room. Pei Zeyang took a closer look. They were unfamiliar, and he didn't know whose confidant was behind the scenes.

When the old men came in, most of them had pleasant faces and greeted them warmly, but when they sat down, Pei Zeyang knew that they all had their own agendas.

"Recently, I have received a lot of complaints from various departments, and the complaints involve everywhere. After a vote, the first company job rectification meeting will be held on July 7." Reading the manuscript, I felt impatient while reading, so I omitted a lot of useless nonsense: "Okay, everyone, after half a month, have you come up with a perfect plan, let's listen to it."

Director Jiang is the youngest and has always been active in his work: "I suggest starting from the HR department. Their HR department is very overstaffed. It is said that during working hours, there are people gathering together to eat melon seeds and chat. It is outrageous! What do you think of the company? Tea restaurant?"

The spearhead was directed at Ye Ying, the Minister of Personnel.

Ye Ying disdains: "Whether what Chairman Jiang said is true remains to be thoroughly investigated. My personnel department is only this big, and everyone works under my nose. I have never heard of drinking tea and cracking melon seeds."

The eyes of the two directors are like swords, and the eyes that look at each other quickly give birth to electricity. It is not so easy to reach a consensus in the fierce dispute.There is a large table around people sorting things out, bowing their heads down, looking out the window and ignoring them.

The old chairman is the least likely to see this kind of verbal battle: "There is one more, the next one!"

Xue Tao from the development department raised his hand to signal: "To be honest, in our development department, there are only working hours and no off-duty hours. The employees work at least 12 hours a day, and the salary level is not as high as that of the public relations department. This... our employees are not convinced! This There were a few resigned in Yuegang, and they said they couldn’t take it anymore.”

Pei Zeyang watched quietly from the side, thinking that there must be someone who stood up to him at this time. Sure enough, Ms. Xie Lan from the public relations department couldn't help it: "Our department has mostly girls, and the work content has no fixed form. It all depends on The higher-ups command me. I usually drink a lot and socialize a lot, which causes a lot of damage to all aspects. The company organizes physical examinations every year, because the health level of our department employees is not up to standard. In this case, I don’t think there is anything wrong with paying more wages as compensation. If Mr. Xue If you have any complaints about the salary, just ask for a salary increase, what is the comparison with our PR department..."

Pei Zeyang pouted and nodded, feeling somewhat reasonable.Sitting on the side farther away from the old man, the overall mood is more relaxed, so it is better to listen in.That's what he thought, and when he thought about it, he raised his legs.

"I heard that the finance department has found out several problems recently. I wonder if Mr. Pei has any comments or opinions?"

The person who asked the question was Gan Jie who was sitting across from Pei Zeyang. He was the only person in the entire board of directors that Pei Zeyang couldn't figure out.

That person is usually low-key and works in the administration department. He has always been silent and neutral when holding board meetings, without overstepping.Pei Zeyang has inquired about this person and heard that he is a centrist.But he doesn't believe that no matter how people have their own stand, they have to choose between the two forces in order to protect themselves wisely. If he can get into the board of directors, he must stand on one side.

Of course Pei Zeyang knew that he was definitely not on his side.

"How many problems?" Pei Zeyang pretended to hear it for the first time, "I don't know which aspect you are referring to, please speak up."

There were whispers of discussion in the meeting room. Pei Zeyang squinted and leaned over Niu Dong's ear, not knowing what he was talking about.

Gan Jie smiled: "I have always thought that the company's accounting issues are very problematic. Of course, this is not within the scope of my business. But for every member of the board of directors, the company's financial issues should be transparent and open, and we all have the right to know. Right, isn't it?"

He smiled politely, but from Pei Zeyang's point of view, there was some kind of threat implied.There was confidence and confidence in the other party's eyes, and he clearly knew something, otherwise, he would definitely have told him something for no reason.

But how did Gan Jie know?Are his hands so long?What was he referring to?

"Any answer yet?" The chairman knocked the table impatiently.

"Of course," Pei Zeyang smiled back, "It's just that I have only been in the finance department for a few days. If you are talking about historical issues, I may not have figured it out. But the accounts since May have been sorted out. If anyone here has If necessary, I can email relevant information.”

Gan Jie nodded, but did not intend to give up easily.He took off his glasses and turned his eyes back to Pei Zeyang: "It seems that Mr. Pei is still using the old monthly model. I heard that Feiran International's financial department is liquidated, and the yearly calculation is based on the arrangement and combination of departments, departments and partners. The work procedures may be a bit more complicated, but they are clear to read, I wonder if Boss Pei can also learn from them and give me a comprehensive report?"

Pei Zeyang knew in his mind that what Gan Jie couldn't let go of was probably Yuan Teng's and Zhen He's clothing fraud.

If the existence of this leather bag company is exposed on such a large platform, it is inevitable to set off stormy waves.What kind of thoughts will the directors have about the chairman's behavior of swallowing money?Who are the people who are in the same boat?Who are the ones who don't know?Will these ignorant people move their positions and come under their own command?

Everything has to be considered in the long run.

"How does Mr. Gan know the liquidation model of Feijian International? For a company as big as Feijian, the confidentiality work should be done well, right?"

Pei Zeyang threw the question back. After Gan Jie heard about it, his face turned livid.

"you!"

"Okay, okay," the chairman said, "Then let the chief financial officer send a copy of the bank statement to everyone, everyone will study and study, and then we can raise opinions in the second meeting, is it feasible?"

"Can……"

"Can……"

Pei Zeyang looked at all directions, and sure enough, the people who agreed with the chairman were all the people he expected.And those uncles who kept their heads silent and made eye contact with him were all rebels left by the previous dynasty.

The entire meeting lasted all morning, and many more issues were raised than resolved. The issues to be resolved were pushed to the second meeting half a month later. Pei Zeyang knew that this would happen. A difficult event always needs someone in power can only be determined through private consultation.

Pei Zeyang came out of the conference room, went downstairs without rushing, and lit a cigarette in the green passage. Not long after, Gan Jie followed and patted him on the shoulder:

"Xiao Pei."

"Uncle Gan."

As if they had made an appointment, the two exchanged glances, went down half a floor together, and sat on the steps, Pei Zeyang saluted him with a cigarette.

Amidst the lingering smoke, Pei Zeyang spoke first.

"How did Uncle Gan know?"

"Heh..." Gan Jie exhaled the smoke ring and shook his head, "It seems that you haven't done enough work."

"How to say?"

The focus in Gan Jie's eyes gradually became unclear, and even he himself felt empty.He grabbed the slightly white hair on the side of his ear, pulled out one, stared at his hand and murmured: "I have been in Yuanteng for more than 20 years, and my hair has turned white for Yuanteng. By your side, what do you think I am for?"

Pei Zeyang shook his head. He knew that Gan Jie was not simple, and his abilities were more than that, but he still didn't understand why Gan Jie from the Humanities Department of Cambridge University would be willing to bow down to Yuan Teng.Just about to ask why, Gan Jie suddenly smiled wryly and asked himself:

"Xia Zhenhe and I were married, less than half a year ago, 25 years ago."