Chapter 22 In Chapter 22, Jiang Zhengye was grabbed by the waist by his two sons…
Jiang Miaomiao asked the driver to find a place to rest, and then went into the hospital herself.
But the hospital reception was empty for a while, and she waited for a while without seeing anyone, so she simply walked around. Finally, she caught a sound in the silence, and quickly followed the sound to the duty room, where she saw Dr. Yan, who was gulping down soy milk with his cheeks puffed out like a hamster.
Jiang Miaomiao: "Huh?"
Hearing the sound, Yan Yousui in the duty room looked up and tilted her head, letting out a soft "Eh."
The moment their eyes met, Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help but chuckle: she felt that the two of them were inexplicably childish.
Yan Yousui mumbled as she spat out the straw, and asked slowly and deliberately, "Why are you still at the hospital so late?"
Jiang Miaomiao: "I have something I'd like the hospital to test."
“But hospitals don’t do physical exams at night,” Yan Yousui said, her voice so gentle it was almost melting.
Jiang Miaomiao then said, "What about during the day? I'd like to have a sample of the liquor tested to see what extra ingredients have been added."
"Hospital equipment is used for human body examinations. For food, you need to have it checked by the quality supervision department, the disease control department, or by a third-party testing agency."
"...What a wasted trip." Jiang Miaomiao said helplessly, "Thank you, Dr. Yan."
As she turned to leave, Yan Yousui couldn't help but call out, "It's almost dawn now. Why are you bringing alcohol for testing at this hour? Has something happened?"
Uh, Jiang Miaomiao was just about to subtly hint that this kind of thing was very private, but Yan Yousui had already realized it was inappropriate and scratched his head apologetically: "Sorry, I was too talkative. I was just bored on duty."
Is this your first time working the night shift?
“I’m not old, no need for formalities,” Yan Yousui protested slightly. “I’ve worked shifts before, it just so happens that it’s always my turn again.”
Jiang Miaomiao understood, "You're not very experienced, are you?"
"Yes, I've only been here for six months."
Looking at that young, innocent, and handsome face, Jiang Miaomiao didn't know what to say to comfort him. But Yan Yousui still considerately said, "I have a friend who works at a third-party testing agency. How about I take it to him for testing?"
"How could I trouble Dr. Yan to make the trip for me? You can just give me the address."
"Do you need your report urgently? If you don't know anyone there, it will take at least three days to get the results."
Jiang Miaomiao nodded her thanks immediately: "Then I'll trouble you, Dr. Yan. Please remember to let me know how much it costs, and maybe add a meal as a token of my appreciation?"
Although she had already received the benefits, she was more curious about what exactly Jiang Chengyu and the others had added. The more ruthless the addition, the less she would have to hold back at Jiang Yaowu's parties in the future.
“Okay.” Yan Yousui accepted the canvas backpack she was offered without ceremony.
The two added each other on WeChat, and Jiang Miaomiao decided not to disturb him while he was on duty and went home to rest.
He became even more resentful.
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the next day.
She sent the screenshot to Jiang Zhengye, who clapped his hands three times in shock: I'm not dreaming, you really stole the second brother's stock!
Excluding shareholders with different surnames, within this Jiang Group:
Jiang Zhengye owns 20% of the shares.
Jiang Yaowu 12%,
Jiang Chengyu's original percentage was 5%, now it's 2.5%.
My own 2.5%,
Jiang Si 2%,
Others accounted for less than 1% or even negligible, including Jiang Bainian and Jiang Zhongming.
Jiang Yaowu was originally able to suppress Jiang Zhengye at the shareholders' meeting because he could only equal Jiang Zhengye's shareholding by adding the shares held by Jiang Chengyu, Jiang Si, and others. Now that Jiang Chengyu has lost 2.5%, it will be more difficult for him to maintain his dictatorship in the future.
The events of last night lasted all night, so much so that Jiang Chengyu was still resting at home, while Jiang Yaowu forced himself to get to the company at 10:30.
News of Jiang Chengyu's share transfer spread quickly, and almost everyone connected to the Jiang Group knew about it. Many people came to ask Jiang Yaowu the reason, but he had no way to explain. So much so that when he bumped into the energetic Jiang Miaomiao in the break room, his gaze was murderous!
Jiang Miaomiao greeted him casually, "Good morning, Second Uncle."
"..." Jiang Yaowu turned and left.
Jiang Miaomiao shrugged and returned to Jiang Zhengye's office as if nothing had happened. She asked Jiang Zhengye's secretary to arrange a meeting at ten o'clock, gathering all the staff in the company's technical department, intending to personally assess their technical skills.
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The technology department has always been a pure cost-consuming department, at the bottom of the company's food chain. Moreover, the Jiang Group is a traditional industry in beauty and skincare, requiring even less technical expertise. However, the salary is neither high nor low, so most people are content to coast along even though they know they are at the bottom.
Now that the new broom sweeps clean, the twenty or so people in the technical department, led by Liu Hongkai, are inevitably trembling with fear.
They all sat quietly in the conference room, as still as quails.
When Jiang Miaomiao entered and saw the low morale, she could guess what was going on.
She sat up straight and asked the twenty-six people to introduce themselves and their products. As expected, the team of twenty-odd technicians produced only a website introducing the Jiang Group that was utterly unappealing to the naked eye.
She could have finished something so crude and poorly made by herself in half a month. Why would she need to mobilize more than twenty people for so many years?
She tapped her fingers on the table repeatedly, and after everyone had finished their introductions, she asked the technical manager, Liu Hongkai, to clarify this year's performance goals.
Liu Hongkai thought that Jiang Miaomiao, a second-generation talent who was parachuted in, might only know a little about financial management. How could she possibly understand the IT industry for poor people?
So he used all sorts of computer jargon haphazardly, spouting a bunch of nonsense. After finishing, he seemed to have become so convinced of his own words that he looked at Jiang Miaomiao and said solemnly, "Technology is always a high-input, low-output thing, so we are still in the accumulation stage. It's normal that we haven't produced anything yet."
Jiang Miaomiao: "..."
She sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation: "You said you wanted to build a complete online shopping system, but what does that have to do with full-stack technology?"
Jiang Miaomiao suddenly said, "I forgot to introduce myself, didn't I?"
Liu Hongkai shook his head and chuckled: "Agent Jiang, do you still need to introduce yourself? We all know you're the eldest daughter of the big boss and a graduate of a prestigious university."
"Do you know what my major is?"
"Financial management, I guess." Aren't all the children of wealthy families studying that kind of stuff?
Jiang Miaomiao held up the thermos, took a small sip, nodded and smiled: "I have a bachelor's degree in financial management, but my master's degree is in computer science."
Therefore, Liu Hongkai's expression immediately broke down.
Infighting among competitors!
The computer industry is one that updates and iterates very quickly, so you have to keep learning the latest technologies. Therefore, having a long tenure does not necessarily mean you are technically skilled.
A new broom sweeps clean, but Jiang Miaomiao's first act was against Jiang Zhengye and his three younger brothers, the second was against Jiang Chengyu, and the third...
Forget it, we're short-staffed right now, so let's not expose Liu Hongkai's boasting.
Jiang Miaomiao tried her best to save face for him: "As you all know, the Jiang Group has added a real estate business line this year. Since the business line has changed, the annual plan set in the early stage also needs to be changed accordingly."
Liu Hongkai chuckled awkwardly and asked, "Will there be layoffs?"
This is their biggest concern.
Given how much they used to slack off, it would be difficult for them not to be expelled.
Jiang Miaomiao could see his guilty conscience and simply said, "Since the annual plan is being adjusted, everyone's performance will definitely be calculated from zero. Alright, everyone except Manager Liu, meeting adjourned."
"Yes!" The others seemed to have been granted a pardon and ran away, leaving Liu Hongkai to fight Jiang Miaomiao alone.
He couldn't help but tremble.
Liu Hongkai, knowing his own limitations, immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Jiang Miaomiao took a step back, her words carrying profound meaning: "But since you've been their leader for so many years, you have a certain amount of influence, so what I said about ignoring the past is true. From now on, any output will be considered performance, and any lack of performance will be eliminated according to market rules."
"But everyone has worked at the company for so many years, they've put in a lot of hard work even if they haven't made any great contributions, so it would be too inhumane to fire them?"
"Has the company ever withheld your salaries? Or delayed your payments? No. So haven't you already earned your so-called hard work? Running a company isn't a charity, what more do you want? And starting from scratch, how can you be so sure you'll be eliminated?"
Jiang Miaomiao cut to the chase: "Is it because you still want to muddle through and live off others in your old age?"
Liu Hongkai quickly laughed it off: "Absolutely not! Agent Jiang, I was just asking a question casually, just joking with you."
"I know you're joking, Manager Liu, but I'm not joking." Jiang Miaomiao glanced at him, a warning that was also a final ultimatum.
He couldn't help but shiver.
Computer technology is something that you can become complacent after a while, especially since he's over forty but doesn't have the management skills that come with years of experience. So, with his current abilities, he can't compete in the market with the passion of young people, nor can he compete with managers who are in their early thirties but are already at the peak of their careers. Therefore, he has no better choice but to nod and agree obsequiously.
Liu Hongkai already knew that Jiang Miaomiao was no pushover; she could even cause a huge uproar.
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At three o'clock in the afternoon, ordinary people are busy with their own things.
"Come out, come out now!"
A young man with rosy lips and white teeth sat by the window in the milk tea shop, pitifully rummaging through the few remaining red beans in his milk tea with a straw.
When Jiang Miaomiao arrived, she noticed that although there weren't many people in the shop, they were all young girls deliberately surrounding the table next to Yan Yousui. They were stealing glances at him, taking pictures of him, their eyes sparkling with desire, their hearts fluttering.
Unfortunately, the flowers were willing but the water was indifferent; Dr. Yan was single-mindedly fighting against milk tea and red beans.
"If you like red beans, why don't you add them to your milk tea?" As soon as Jiang Miaomiao sat down, exclamations of admiration arose from all around.
"Too much of a good thing is bad." Yan Yousui looked up at her, a hint of surprise in her soft, round eyes: "You're not wearing a pink bunny hoodie?"
“There are dress requirements for work.” Jiang Miaomiao came from the company, so she was still wearing a white suit and her hair was neatly styled in a bun.
Yan Yousui nodded, but added, "Your dress has two long rabbit ears hanging down the back, making you look just like a pink rabbit."
Uh, Jiang Miaomiao thought Yan Yousui was more like a rabbit, covered in soft fur, safe and harmless, which made her want to play a prank: "I just think rabbits taste good."
Yan Yousui curled her lips and slumped down: "I don't eat spicy rabbit head, it's just too spicy, it makes my heart clench."
"What about the spiced rabbit head?"
"Spicy is the signature flavor. Either eat the signature flavor or don't eat it at all," Yan Yousui said stubbornly, insisting on quality over quantity when it comes to food.
Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help but laugh and casually said, "Okay, I'll treat you to spicy rabbit head next time."
Yan Yousui nodded to indicate that he had taken it to heart.
Jiang Miaomiao sighed slightly and turned her face away, thinking to herself: It doesn't seem right to say it's a joke at this time, does it?
Oh well, it's just the cost of a meal.
Yan Yousui handed her the test report, briefly describing that the drink did indeed contain prohibited substances, and based on the composition, it was highly likely to be hallucinogenic drugs or ecstasy. Therefore, his pretty face turned cold: "How could you have these things? Did someone drug the drink last night?"
Jiang Miaomiao, looking down at the test report, her face half-hidden in the sunlight and shadow, frowned and remained silent.
Ordinary people, no matter how ruthless, might only engage in quarrels and fights. But how dare Jiang Chengyu and his group be this ruthless? Once you're tainted by something like this, how difficult is it to get rid of it? Are they not only going to ruin her reputation but also destroy the rest of her life?!
Yan Yousui asked urgently, "Did you call the police?"
Ah, no, she consciously shook off this terrible fantasy, thinking to herself: This is a little angel in white, the image cannot be grounded in reality.
Before she had even finished sipping her milk tea, Yan Yousui suddenly covered her mouth and yawned. Her eyes were red and tired, and she lowered her head and smiled shyly, saying, "I'm sorry."
Jiang Miaomiao exclaimed in surprise, "Have you not slept since last night?"
"Hmm." Yan Yousui nodded, his breath coming out shallowly. With just that "hmm," it seemed as if he had revealed all his thoughts. "I went to find a friend to do the tests as soon as my shift ended, and I managed to get the results in three hours instead of three days. So, doesn't this favor you owe me seem a little bit big?" He even deliberately used his thumb and forefinger to make a small distance between them.
Jiang Miaomiao chuckled: "So?"
"Spicy rabbit heads, please arrange it as soon as possible!" Dr. Yan, craving the treat, wanted to pay for it.
“Okay. Then you should go home and rest. We’ll meet up again when we have time. Although I just returned to China, I have a natural talent for finding good food, so the chances of me making a mistake shouldn’t be high.” Jiang Miaomiao gave her assurance, smiled at Yan Yousui with her eyes crinkling, and happily picked up her milk tea, biting the straw as she walked away.
Jiang Miaomiao watched them leave with a smile.
Even as the bubble tea shop continued to play the same catchy and popular melody, she clutched the test report, her gaze involuntarily turning cold.
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That evening, Jiang Miaomiao sat on the sofa in the living room, her pen tip touching the open page of her notebook:
Question 1: The operational success rate is too high;
Problem 2: Departments are overstaffed and have complex relationships and interests;
Question 3: Embezzlement issues involving finance personnel and Jiang's staff.
The targeted measures are proceeding step by step, but she is worried that the medicine is too strong and could easily trigger a series of upheavals.
Just as she was weighing her options, Jiang Bainian on the left and Jiang Zhongming on the right, along with Jiang Zhengye, were dragged into the house by their two sons. Jiang Zhengye really wanted to back away, but outnumbered two to one, he couldn't withstand his two young and strong sons and was forced to stand in front of Jiang Miaomiao by these two unruly sons.
Those two brats!
Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you!
Jiang Zhengye had already rolled his eyes at them countless times, but when Jiang Miaomiao looked up, she immediately put on a stern face, chewing on her cigar and adopting an arrogant and disdainful posture.
Jiang Miaomiao looked at them and waited for a long, long time. When she noticed that the three of them were just maintaining their hands-on-hips posture, she asked, "Is there something you need?"
All three remained arrogant and silent.
Jiang Miaomiao lowered her head and continued to think it over.
Seeing that she truly ignored him, Jiang Zhengye took a deep breath, then turned to leave, only to be forcibly turned back by his two unfilial sons. He could only cough loudly and shout, "Unfilial daughter! Can't you see your old man is here?"
Jiang Miaomiao suddenly realized: "So you can talk? I thought the three of you had suddenly become mute."
"How can you talk to your father like that?" Jiang Zhengye snorted.
The two people next to him, with a hint of siding with the villain, said, "That's right! Three against one, they refuse to believe they can't beat a mere greenhorn!"
"Wait a minute," Jiang Miaomiao interrupted, "Aren't we born with the same mother?"
Ah, they have the same dad!
No, that's not right. Let's start over.
Jiang Bainian paused, then changed his tone abruptly: "So what? What right did you have to kick me unconscious? In this family, besides Dad, I'm the boss!"
Jiang Miaomiao said slowly, "We are twins, I came out before you."
Jiang Bainian gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "So what? You're just a girl who'll get married sooner or later, what right do you have to lay a hand on me?"
Jiang Miaomiao frowned and emphasized, "I used my feet."
Jiang Bainian: "Don't try to deny it! If you dare to hurt me, you're finished."
"Oh, how exactly will it all end up?" Jiang Miaomiao asked curiously.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Bainian stepped aside, telling Jiang Zhongming to accumulate the account books first: "I didn't do anything to you, you scattered so many books in the yard that pricked my foot and punctured my beloved tire! Are you asking for trouble?"
Jiang Miaomiao was stunned for a moment: "Isn't eliminating nighttime noise everyone's responsibility?"
Jiang Zhongming flew into a rage: "Are you still pretending to be innocent and naive at a time like this?"
Jiang Miaomiao pressed two fingers against her cheeks, creating two artificial dimples, then poked her chin at Jiang Zhengye: "You were born with this face, go settle accounts with him."
Jiang Zhengye: "..." How can you shift the blame for this?
Jiang Bainian and Jiang Zhongming's tough arguments were all deflected, and they were so angry that their faces contorted with rage.
Jiang Miaomiao sighed: "What exactly do you want?"
"We'll deal with you!" Jiang Bainian and Jiang Zhongming said in unison, "Get out of here!"
Unable to bear it any longer, Jiang Miaomiao slammed her hand on the coffee table on the left. The wooden coffee table collapsed with a crash.
The three men from the Jiang family gasped and retreated in unison, even more shocked than if they had seen a ghost.
Jiang Bainian reached out and touched the coffee table that was cracked into several pieces, confirming that this was not a dream, and immediately swallowed hard.
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