"What's up?"

“Attorney Qin, my classmate in Huating told me that Director Zhang of the International Affairs Department is flying on Saturday.”

Wen Zong learned from inside Huating that President Zhang would be returning to Huating this Saturday night.

"My classmate said that General Manager Zhang will be attending a group meeting next Monday."

Qin Suisui slowly nodded: "Okay, Wen Lu, you should reschedule with Secretary Sun now, preferably next Monday afternoon."

Wen Zong nodded and turned to leave.

On Monday morning, at the board meeting of Huating Power International, Yang Jiangbei, the head of Power International, launched a tirade against the attendees.

He slammed his hand on the conference table, his face flushed: "I don't care how many ulterior motives you have behind this, put them all down now."

He looked around and saw that everyone was writing something with their heads down. He felt a lump in his throat. Don't think he didn't know that these people didn't write many useful words. When it came to important matters, they all passed the buck to each other. When it came to the distribution of benefits, their eyes were redder than the others.

He sneered and directly addressed Zhang, "Vice President Zhang, tell me, how did your inspection trip to Y·D go? I want to ask you, who exactly sent you on this trip? Has your International Affairs Department recovered the project payments from Y·D two years ago?"

"And you, Vice President Jiang, how did the project acceptance go in Baoyuan City?"

"I heard that the locals have moved their bedding to our construction dormitories?"

As Yang Jiangbei's voice grew colder and harsher, the people below dared not continue writing and all sat upright, heads bowed, listening to his reprimand.

Seeing that everyone had finally stopped pretending, Yang Jiangbei's tone softened.

"Let's explain the situation one by one."

He looked at Vice President Zhang of the International Affairs Department: "Vice President Zhang, tell me, what exactly is your International Affairs Department trying to do? There's still no sign of the project payment from Malaysia, and now you're causing trouble in Y.D. Do you think the group is very rich?"

Vice President Zhang looked up and glanced upwards, his voice sounding somewhat uneasy.

"Chairman, it's not that we don't want it, we've already tried so many law firms, and now they're just being unreasonable. We really..."

Yang Jiangbei said coldly, "Hmph, is that so? Zhang Qian, let me tell you, if you don't get the project payment from Malaysia back, don't even think about five years, you can forget about getting your dividends for ten years."

After reprimanding Vice President Zhang, he turned to look at Dong Shu, the group's legal counsel.

"Director Dong, do you have any insights regarding the lawsuit in Malaysia?"

Dong Shu pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, "Chairman, last week I went to M to attend a private business event organized by the Bar Association. I talked about this lawsuit with a few colleagues, and a partner from an international law firm who was present mentioned someone to me."