Chapter 443 Five Years Ago is Completely Different from Five Years Later
In the morning meeting room of Xuanyuan Group, the air was like frozen ice.
Xuanyuan Ge sat at the head seat at the long table, the pen between his fingers turned half a circle and stopped on the spread-out quarterly report.
On the mahogany chair opposite, my cousin Xuanyuan Zhi was holding a bone china teacup, with tea leaves floating in the water, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
"My cousin has any objections to the East China project?"
Xuanyuan Ge raised his eyes and glanced at the white hair on the other person's temples.
Just last week, the board of directors announced that he would take full control of the group. The next day, Xuanyuan Zhi brought three vice presidents into the office and slammed the report marked with a red cross on his desk.
The reason is that "if a new official cuts off old projects after taking office, he may destroy the reputation of his ancestors."
Xuanyuan Zhi finally put down the teacup, and the bottom of the cup made a light sound when it hit the table.
"It's not an objection, it's a reminder. That new energy project was set your sights on when your grandfather was alive, and now it's being stopped without a second thought. Ge'er, aren't you moving too hastily?"
"urgent?"
Xuanyuan Ge opened another document and pushed it over.
"Last year, this project suffered a loss of 73 million yuan, and the partner's qualifications were listed as operating abnormally six months ago."
"My uncle signed a supplementary agreement last month, intending to use the group's land as collateral for a new loan. Does he think the Xuanyuan family's wealth is enough to fill the hole?"
The signature on the document was written in the style of Xuanyuan Zhi.
The breathing sounds in the conference room suddenly became heavier, and several directors who had originally lowered their heads exchanged glances quietly.
Xuanyuan Zhi's face turned the color of liver and he poked the document with his fingers.
"Don't try to fool me with these numbers! I've been in the group for 30 years..."
"So you should know that rules are more valuable than qualifications."
Xuanyuan Ge pressed the pen on the table, and the metal tip made a crisp sound.
"From today on, all project approvals must undergo a second review by the Risk Control Department, including the overseas mergers and acquisitions you're currently pursuing."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Hao, who was sitting at the last seat, suddenly sneered.
This child is the eldest grandson of the second wife. He just returned from the United States after completing his MBA. His tie is tied crookedly and there are wine stains on his cuffs.
"Cousin, are you treating us like thieves?"
Xuanyuan Hao swung the legs of his chair and said, "Grandpa never took care of things this wide when he was alive."
Xuanyuan Ge didn't look at him. He swiped his fingertips on the tablet twice, and the projection screen suddenly lit up.
The video shows the bar surveillance footage from last night, with Xuanyuan Hao hugging two women in suspender skirts.
The champagne glass in his hand was printed with the group's logo, and the background sound was mixed with drunken words such as "Wait until I get the project authorization..."
The sound of a chair leg falling to the ground startled Xuanyuan Zhi and he looked up suddenly.
"The bidding for cultural tourism projects in the west of the city will begin next week."
Xuanyuan Pavilion turned off the projection, "If the Second House feels Xuanyuan Hao is more suitable, I don't mind letting him try."
Xuanyuan Hao's face turned pale instantly. He was just bragging to his friends last night, but he didn't expect that he would be recorded.
At the end of the morning meeting, Xuanyuan Zhi walked at the end and suddenly stopped when he passed the main seat.
"When your father took over the group, he didn't dare touch us old bones for the first three years."
Xuanyuan Ge paused while packing up the documents.
"My third uncle was mistaken. The year after my father took over, he sent my fifth uncle to prison for embezzling public funds."
The blinds in the office were not drawn tightly, and the sunlight cut long and thin strips of light on the floor.
Xuanyuan Ge stared at the dust particles floating in the light band. The screen of his mobile phone lit up and dimmed, stopping on Han Lingcui's number.
The internal phone suddenly rang. It was the new assistant from the secretariat: "Mr. Xuanyuan, Lin Weiwei from the marketing department said there's an urgent document to sign..."
"Let her put it on the table."
Ten minutes later, the office door was gently pushed open.
The high heels made no sound as they stepped on the carpet, but a sweet scent of perfume wafted in.
Xuanyuan Ge looked up and saw a woman in a white dress, holding a folder in her hand. The neckline was very low, revealing her delicate collarbone.
"Mr. Xuanyuan, this is the overseas promotion plan you requested."
Lin Weiwei handed the document over, her fingertips accidentally brushing against the back of his hand. "I worked through three nights on this. Take a look..."
Xuanyuan Ge didn't take the document, but his eyes fell on the work badge on her chest.
The woman in the photo had a ponytail, and looked completely different from the well-dressed woman in front of him.
"When did the marketing department hire new people?"
Lin Weiwei's smile froze for a second, then softened quickly. "I was just transferred here last week. I used to work in administration at the branch..."
"Branch?"
Xuanyuan Ge opened the address book and asked, "Which branch? I don't see you on the personnel report."
The woman's eyes began to flicker, and the fingers holding the folder turned white.
Xuanyuan Ge suddenly remembered the call from the security office this morning, saying that someone claiming to be Lin Weiwei wanted to enter the headquarters with a forged temporary pass.
He leaned back in his chair, slowly turning his pen: "Who asked you to come?"
Lin Weiwei bit her lip, tears suddenly welling up in her eyes: "Mr. Xuanyuan, I... I just want to work hard..."
"Yeah?"
Xuanyuan Ge picked up the intercom and said, "Have someone from the security department bring this 'Miss Lin' to the police station. Her pass seems to be forged, so I'll have the police investigate."
The woman's crying stopped abruptly and her face turned paler than paper.
I didn't even dare to say another word and quickly found an excuse to leave.
Xuanyuan Pavilion felt even more exhausted.
I miss the days I spent with Han Lingcui more and more.
Finally, he couldn't help himself and dialed the number.
…
In the evening cafe, the sweet aroma of caramel macchiato fills the windowsill.
Han Lingcui stirred the ice in the cup and looked up to see the veins on Xuanyuan Ge's forehead.
He had just finished a video conference, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing a watch stained with coffee.
This would have never been possible before.
"So you need an assistant." She pushed the tissue over.
"Not just any assistant."
Xuanyuan Ge's fingertips drew an arc on the table.
"Five years ago, when you were my special assistant, you could organize the schedules for three conference rooms in ten minutes and pick out hidden clauses from a twenty-page contract..."
"That was five years ago."
Han Lingcui interrupted him, the ice cubes making a soft sound at the bottom of the glass. "I'm currently a picture book teacher in a kindergarten."
Xuanyuan Ge's Adam's apple moved.
He still remembered her sitting behind her desk in a white shirt, her eyelashes casting a faint shadow in the light of the computer screen.
Once, when he was working all night to revise a plan, she quietly made a cup of coffee with double milk. There was a sticky note with a crooked smiley face drawn on it on it on the wall of the cup.
"You know the current situation of the group."
He lowered his voice, "Those uncles appear to be submissive, but secretly they are waiting to see me make a fool of myself. Come back and help me for half a year, just half a year..."
"Then what?"
Han Lingcui raised his eyes, his gaze clear. "Wait until you've established yourself. Then we'll be like we were five years ago? You'll continue to be Young Master Xuanyuan, and I'll be killed by some inexplicable conspiracy again?"
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