Strategic command, what can a little girl do?
The president should at least ask for the opinions of the company's shareholders before doing anything.
Everyone raised their own questions.
Facing the doubts, Su Qianqian accepted them calmly. She said, "Give me three months, and I can bring 80 million in revenue to the company."
She added a condition, "If you do this, I will determine the future development direction and plans of the Su Corporation."
"good."
The Su executives agreed for the simple reason that the Su Group's annual revenue was only 80 million, and they wanted to see how Su Qianqian could collect 80 million in three months.
In Jiangcheng City, in a quiet courtyard.
The young man sat in front of an agarwood desk, with wisps of white smoke wafting from the incense burner in front of him, as soft as mist.
His hair was scattered in an orderly manner on his forehead, his facial features were delicate, and his expression was cold, like Satan descending to the earth. His dark eyes were deep and mysterious, his nose was straight, and his lips were thin. Everything about him could not help but make people fall in love with him.
"Has the restorer been found?"
He asked the person in front of him calmly.
In front of him was a young man with an unruly appearance. He said, "Not yet. It seems like someone deliberately erased her traces, so it's hard to find."
As if he had thought of something, the young man continued, "There's someone named Li Yunshen who's been tracking us. Are we really going to ignore him?"
"No need." said the young man. He knew why Li Yunshen did that. To him, it was harmless.
Looking at the man in front of him, the young man said sincerely: "Uncle San, why don't you find a wife? It would be nice to have someone to make tea for you."
In fact, what he wanted to say was that you spend all day making tea and you are already old, so it would be strange if you could find a wife. He doesn't want to support him in his old age.
Hearing the boy's words, Yan Sui shot him a cold look, "Yan Cheng, have you finished Advanced Mathematics 1?"
"Not yet. I'm going now."
Yan Cheng hurried out, and at the same time, he prayed in his heart that his third uncle would find a wife as soon as possible, preferably one with a son.
He really couldn't stand the oppression of the ten thousand year old king.
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