"Chen Ya, are you asleep?"

Lu Qianzi's voice came from outside the door.

"I'm not sleeping. What's wrong?"

"How about we go shopping tomorrow? Mom and I will pick out some nice clothes for you."

“Not impossible.”

"Then take it as your agreement. It's settled. See you tomorrow!"

After saying that, the footsteps disappeared outside the door.

Chen Ya turned around and said into the microphone of his headset, "I want to buy a watch tomorrow. Do you have any good recommendations?"

"The recent trend in Beijing's luxury goods circles is to favor Patek Philippe," said Xia You.

After a pause, she continued:

"But your Beichen bracelet is the most popular. If you're willing to make a Beichen bracelet that sells for around 500,000 yuan, then I would recommend you wear it."

"Okay, then Patek Philippe. Besides, Beichen would never buy those fancy, IQ-taxing things."

Thinking of this, he suddenly had an inspiration and knew what to do.

He opened the assessment report for Acorn Technology again, clicked the "Approve" button at the bottom, and entered the following in the dialog box that popped up:

"The report is very thoughtful and detailed, which is worthy of encouragement. The board's judgment is also accurate and well-founded."

"But I've said many times that investing in a business is essentially an investment in people, not a string of cold numbers."

"From the entire report, I have a complete understanding of this company's production status, but what about its operator? Is he down-to-earth and reliable, or is he frivolous and anxious?"

"What is his attitude towards Beichen's investment and recognition? Will he use our support to go further, or will he fall into a trap?"

“When we are complacent about our increasingly impressive financial statements, have we ever truly considered: How much have we changed the world? How much have we changed ourselves?”

"Comrades, we need to reflect seriously!"

Press Enter to send.

The software he used was Beichen Company's internal software.

The report just now is only circulated among users within a certain level and cannot be seen by ordinary employees.

But the account he used was different. His super account could access any information on the platform and had the authority to approve almost all transactions.

At this time, it was 12:05 in the morning.

At 12:06, a series of ringing sounds woke Zhao Yuanhai from his sleep.

"What?"

"Mr. Chen gave the order? Which Mr. Chen?"

"Wait a minute."

Zhao Yuanhai climbed out of bed barefoot, jumped out of bed, turned on the computer, and logged into the Beichen file system account.

He rubbed his eyes and read the long instructions on the computer over and over again.

Zhao Yuanhai said into the phone, "Isn't this just a project with a ceiling of 100 million yuan? Why is Mr. Chen suddenly interested in this?"

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded very panicked: "I don't know either!"

"Don't mess around, let me take a closer look first."

Zhao Yuanhai read the instruction word by word.

After reading it, he fell into deep thought again.

The person on the other end of the line said, "Mr. Zhao, is there something wrong with our project? Mr. Chen hasn't directly intervened in specific project operations in years. Now that he's in charge of such a small project, does he have any opinions about the company's overall direction?"

Zhao Yuanhai frowned, clenched and unclenched his fists, and said:

"Don't panic, don't panic, don't let your mind wander. I'll call Mr. Qian for instructions."

"Will it have a bad impact if I call you so late? After all, it's not even working hours now."

"No, no, Mr. Chen's instructions are a big deal, and he wrote so much about them, how can we ignore them? If I don't ask for instructions, Mr. Qian will be angry tomorrow. I'll call first, you wait for my reply."

Zhao Yuanhai hung up the phone and entered Qian Jiadong's number.

"Hello, Mr. Qian, it's like this. Today, Mr. Chen suddenly approved a document on the platform..."

"What documents?"

On the other end of the phone, Qian Jiadong suddenly sat up from the bed.

"It's a very small enterprise, a small project with a ceiling of 100 million yuan..."

...After listening to what Zhao Yuanhai said and carefully reading Chen Ya's instructions word by word, Qian Jiadong sighed slightly.

"It's okay. First of all, Lao Zhao, listen to me and don't let your imagination run wild. You need to calmly consider Mr. Chen's comments and opinions so that you can analyze them rationally."

Zhao Yuanhai nodded repeatedly like a primary school student: "Yes."

"Is Mr. Chen interested in this small project? No," Qian Jiadong said. "He's making a request to us Beichen people, reiterating an important lesson: focus on people themselves."

"I understand." Zhao Yuanhai felt as if something had suddenly dawned on him.

"When work gets busy, we often neglect specific matters and focus too much on the big picture, which can make us lose touch with reality," Qian Jiadong lamented. "If we lose touch with reality, we tend to be arrogant, develop imperial mentality, become bureaucratic, and form fixed mindsets. This is not conducive to corporate strategy, the future of Beichen, and even the future of the country and people."

Zhao Yuanhai didn't think what Qian Jiadong said was exaggerated at all, and nodded seriously:

"Yes, Mr. Chen, just hearing that made me break out in a cold sweat, but I didn't realize why. After hearing what you said, I realized it was because I had unconsciously developed a fixed mindset and was out of touch with reality. I should reflect on this."

"Tomorrow, we'll publish President Chen's instructions and share them with the entire company," Qian Jiadong said. "From top to bottom, from top management to first-level employees, we must emphasize the importance of adopting a student's mindset, starting anew, and learning anew."

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