Chapter 83 Let the performance continue to deteriorate
"Don't ask him or rush him. It's hard for him to trust people. Maybe he can find someone to date, but don't count on getting married for the time being." Lin Yushan helped Chen Yi sit down on the bed. Lin Yuxun said he would arrive at half past ten, but he still hadn't shown up after the time passed. Lin Yushan called him to come back for dinner in the evening, and he said he would come to see Chen Yi later. She simply came to wait with Chen Yi. Chen Yi hadn't dared to ask her son about his relationship in person for many years. Today was his birthday, and she couldn't help but say that he was not young anymore. She and Lin Yushan were worried behind his back, wondering when he would get married and start a family. "You know a lot of people, introduce him to someone suitable," Chen Yi asked. "I introduced her! She's a perfect match, my junior schoolmate. Her family is also from Chaozhou. She has a good family background, character, looks, and knowledge. She just returned to China last year, and I arranged for them to meet. He said he didn't feel anything, and warned me not to worry. Don't worry, your health is more important. He'll fend for himself, let him be." The man who said "let him fend for himself" had just entered the room and had actually heard half of the words. The two people fell silent when they saw him. Lin Yushan was present, and Chen Yi had spoken to her son at a longer time than usual tonight. She wished him a happy birthday and urged Lin Yushan and Zhong Chengbing to help him more. The three of them should stick together, help each other, and not make a fool of themselves in front of others. These words touched upon something that had been lingering in his heart. He had endured it for so long, unable to tell them about Zhong Chengbing. If he could, he would have tortured Zhong Chengbing to death. His mood turned bad, and he sat for a while before leaving. Lin Yushan followed him out into the living room. "Lin Yuxun, wait a moment!" He turned around. "Tomorrow's the group's quarterly operations meeting. Prepare well." "How?" "Present everything you've done, and be high-profile if necessary." "There's nothing to prepare for. That's all I'm capable of. Nothing worth making a big deal about." Lin Yushan was kindly reminding him. This was his first quarterly segment performance report, and she wanted him to have a respectable debut. Leaving the house, he drove aimlessly, subconsciously ending up near Lin Yao's neighborhood. Parking on the street below her building, he texted, "Are you asleep?" Lin Yao had just finished showering and was sitting against the headboard. That evening, when she and Long Wei parted ways, she said she'd consider the feasibility of the matter, that her sole goal was to make money, and that she wouldn't let him get buried with her. She wasn't thinking about it for now. Her phone was showing Tongya's organizational chart, and she was considering what kind of HR director to appoint. This person had to be someone she knew and had a strong relationship with. Seeing the message, she asked, "What's up?"
"Don't ask him or urge him. It's hard for him to trust people. Maybe he can find someone to date, but don't expect to get married for the time being." Lin Yushan helped Chen Yi sit down on the bed.
Lin Yuxun said he would arrive at 10:30, but the time passed and he still hadn't arrived.
Lin Yushan called him to come back for dinner that night, and he said he would come to see Chen Yi later. She simply came to wait with Chen Yi.
Chen Yi hasn't dared to ask her son about his relationship in person for many years. Today is his birthday, and she couldn't help but say that he is not young anymore. She and Lin Yushan are worried behind his back, wondering when he will get married and start a family.
"You know a lot of people, you can introduce him to a suitable one." Chen Yi asked.
"I introduced her to someone who's a perfect match. She's from Chaozhou too. She's got a good family background, personality, looks, and education. She just returned to China last year, and I arranged for them to meet. He said he had no feelings for her and warned me not to worry about it. Don't worry about it. Your health is more important. He'll fend for himself. Let him be."
The man who said "let it fend for itself" had just entered the room and had actually heard half of the conversation. When the two men saw him, they immediately fell silent.
Lin Yushan was present, and Chen Yi spoke to her son for a longer time than usual tonight. She wished him a happy birthday and also urged Lin Yushan and Zhong Chengbing to help him more. The three of them should unite and help each other and not make a fool of themselves in front of outsiders.
These words touched upon something that had been lingering in his heart. He had endured this for so long, unable to bring himself to speak to the two of them about Zhong Chengbing. If he could, he really wanted to torture Zhong Chengbing to death.
He was in a bad mood and left after sitting for a while.
Lin Yushan followed him out to the hall, "Lin Yuxun, wait a moment!"
He turned around.
"The group's quarterly operations meeting will be held tomorrow. Please prepare well."
"How do I prepare?"
"Whatever you have done, show it in full, and be high-profile when necessary."
"There's nothing to prepare for. This is all I can do. There's nothing to brag about."
Lin Yushan had been kind enough to remind him. This was his first time attending the sector's quarterly performance report, and she hoped he would have a respectable debut.
After leaving the house, he drove aimlessly and subconsciously drove to the vicinity of Lin Yao's residential area.
Parking the car on the street below her house, he texted, "Are you asleep?"
Lin Yao had just finished taking a shower and was sitting by the head of the bed.
When she and Long Wei parted ways that evening, she said she'd see if it was feasible, that her sole goal was to make money, and that she wouldn't let him get buried with her. She didn't want to think about it much for now. Meanwhile, her phone showed Tongya's organizational chart, and she was thinking about what kind of HR director to hire. This person had to be someone she knew and had a strong relationship with.
Seeing the message, she asked, "What's the matter?"
His phone rang immediately.
"Nothing, I just wanted to talk to you. Thanks for helping me."
"Don't get your hopes up too high. We might not be able to help at all."
“Don’t stress.”
He was not afraid of the cold, so he opened the car window and let the cold wind in.
She remembered Shi Zhenglin's reminder and asked, "I'm considering the candidate for the head of human resources. Can you tell me about the person who was instrumental in getting in?"
"Let's talk about it later." He avoided it subconsciously, not because he didn't trust her.
"If it's convenient, could you please show me all the headhunting contracts and payment records your HR department has handled? It would be best if I could have the family information they provided when they joined the company, such as their home address and family relationships."
She didn't ask him if he could do it, she just asked it directly.
"Family matters are easy to handle. I can find someone to check privately, but contracts and records need to go through company procedures, which takes time. I'll find a way."
He realized her purpose, rubbed his forehead vigorously, and said, "I can do it. Wait."
She could feel his oppression from a distance, and she felt tired. She couldn't help but ask, "Lin Yuxun, is fighting for power and profit important to you? Isn't it tiring?"
The only one who asked him if he was tired was Chen Yi.
She also asked him if he was tired, which hit him. He covered his eyes with his hands and was silent for a long time. "Are you concerned about whether I am tired?"
"Just curious."
When they got in touch again these few days, she felt that the freedom and vitality in him were gone.
He glanced at his face in the car mirror and smiled with red eyes, "I don't want anything from Tongya. But I have no choice now, I have to do it."
Once the shackles of family are put on you, what freedom can you talk about?
No sound came over, and he suddenly said, "Lin Yao, I regret involving you in this."
If he could turn back time, he would have wanted to ruthlessly reject Chen Yi's plea, and he also hated himself for not being able to bravely express his love to her and choosing this clumsy "cooperation" opening.
But the dangerous game has begun.
She was already involved, and the pressure on him was even greater. He just wanted to have a good ending and it had to be done quickly.
"Since you have made your choice, Lin Yuxun, act like you should. It's too late, take a rest." She didn't want to fall into this depressing mood.
The group's quarterly operations meeting that Lin Yushan mentioned would be held the next morning.
Lin Yuxun rarely set foot in the headquarters building. Unless summoned by Lin Guanghui, he preferred to stay on the front lines of his business. Three months into his job, this was his first meeting, where he would compete with Jiang Zhiping and Zhong Chengbing on the sector's quarterly operating data.
This 40-plus-story office building was built by Tongya in its early years and operates alongside a five-story shopping mall podium. Lin Guanghui previously worked in real estate, but has only recently stepped back from that focus. This history is no longer reflected in the current group's organizational chart.
The floors above the 40th floor are all occupied by the offices of Tongya Group and its branches, while the other floors are leased and assigned to Jiang Zhiping.
At the front desk, two customer service representatives stood up to greet Lin Yuxun. Every month, Zhong Chengbing arranged for the medical aesthetic consultants from the plastic surgery clinic he oversees to rotate in and work part-time as customer service representatives in the lobby. These consultants, most of whom had transitioned from flight attendants, were naturally impressive, and Zhong Chengbing used them as mobile "corporate image posters," catering to Lin Guanghui's penchant for grandeur. This meticulously designed "talent showcase" became one of Zhong Chengbing's subtle yet effective ways to please Lin Guanghui.
Lin Yuxun attended a core meeting for the first time, and his every move attracted scrutiny. Some people looked at him with scrutiny as he entered their territory.
The long conference table was filled with people from the three business units and the heads of all functional departments at the headquarters.
As usual, Jiang Zhiping presided over the meeting as the group's president. She was in her early forties, tall, and had an androgynous aura.
Zhong Chengbing arranged for his deputy to report, while he provided additional information. The data from over twenty high-end plastic surgery hospitals in the Greater Bay Area was impressive, as the year-end approached, peak season for plastic surgery. He attributed this success primarily to targeted marketing efforts, and he emphasized that marketing expenses had decreased rather than increased.
Jiang Zhiping presented her report in person. Her team had prepared specialized software for her, featuring a beautiful interface and visually striking page-turning effects. The report covered everything from the research and development of medical aesthetics raw materials and equipment to market expansion, highlighting the company's performance. While the financial figures were slightly weaker than those of plastic surgery hospitals, they maintained a slight upward trend.
Lin Yuxun presented his two-page presentation. The first page contained a report highlighting the decline in performance. The second page contained a brief analysis of the causes, improvement measures, and required support. No further elaboration was given.
He sat there and made his statement in a calm and steady tone, without any hint of cowardice or excuses. He stated the objective facts frankly without any embellishment or concealment. The dismal data highlighted his special aura, not even a bit inferior to Jiang Zhiping's exquisite show of skills and Zhong Chengbing's complacency.
This is not just a boring quarterly report, it is a Shura field for the heir.
The three quarterly report cards clearly show the difference.
But some people in functional departments can see some problems. Zhong Chengbing's financial data is unnaturally good, and Jiang Zhiping's R&D investment and returns are not proportional.
Lin Guanghui didn't show his dissatisfaction to his son directly, but suppressed his dissatisfaction.
The formal presentations from the functional departments concluded hastily. The meeting entered the stage for Lin Guanghui to call out his officers. He was already well-versed in the business situation and financial data. He reviewed each business segment point by point, his commanding presence undeniable. This rather lengthy formal meeting, for Lin Yuxun, was never about business, but rather about Lin Guanghui's display of supreme authority at Tongya, a ritual display of his command.
After the meeting, Zhong Chengbing entered Lin Yuxun's office with a look of concern and brotherliness on his handsome face.
"Let's see how we can channel the high-end client resources we've just acquired here to your side. Think about a cooperative model. I absolutely support you fully."
He proposed resource integration, but his intention is unknown.
Within a group, resources should be shared. The resource barriers under this decentralized structure are indeed a huge internal friction.
"You can figure it out if you want. You have experience, so just tell me the plan."
Lin Yuxun didn't even look at him, said something coldly, and walked out of the office. He planned to tolerate him for another week.
He went to Lin Guanghui.
After the meeting, he was inevitably summoned to Lin Guanghui's office for a lecture, and naturally, some "guidance" was also required.
"It's been several months since you took over, and the team hasn't made any moves?" Lin Guanghui asked directly.
"Don't move it for now. The previous team was built by President Jiang himself, and it must have taken a lot of effort. Let's try it first." Lin Yuxun said in a flat tone.
He had to endure. The dismal performance, in addition to market factors, had its root cause in-house. This sector was previously managed by Jiang Zhiping, and the team consisted of Jiang Zhiping's people.
This core issue was also pointed out by Lin Yao when he went to Lin Yao's office in the afternoon to deliver the agreement.
"If you want to boost sales, why don't you replace those who don't obey? You should have the authority to replace people in the business you manage."
Lin Yuxun's answer was completely different from the one he gave in the morning.
"The replacements have to go through the group's HR department. I know exactly who introduced that HR department to Lin Guanghui. Replacing one group is just replacing 'their' people with another. It's the same old story, they're still not my people. If I were to insert my own people at this time, they would only be dragged down by this poor performance and become scapegoats. So, I want the performance to continue to deteriorate in the short term."
Lin Yao understood him instantly. She was also dumbfounded by the price of power struggle within a company.
"No matter how bad my performance is, Lin Guanghui can't fire me. But when the time comes for me to fire someone, with irrefutable poor data, I'll have a legitimate reason to clean things up." He paused. "Only then can the new HR director be truly useful to me, and your team can openly collaborate with HR to recommend candidates."
"I've found a human resources candidate, someone you've met. Would you like to meet him this weekend?" Lin Yao began to introduce him.
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