As soon as Lin An arrived at the company, Xu Mo reported to him on the current situation, which was still very bad.
Xu Mo said with a bitter face, "I talked to several employees who submitted their resignations, but they were unwilling to say anything. Now we are in the open, while the enemy is in the dark."
Lin An remained relatively calm and said:
"If they want to leave, it must be because the other party is offering more money and is more attractive. Trying to persuade them with emotional appeals won't work; you have to offer more money."
"I offered more money, but it seems they signed some kind of agreement and remained unmoved by the money, keeping their mouths shut."
Xu Mo sighed and said regretfully:
"If I had known this would happen, I should have required them to sign non-compete agreements when they joined the company, so that they would not be able to work for a similar company for several years after leaving Xiao An."
Lin An glanced at Xu Mo, shook his head, and thought, "It really is true that your perspective is determined by your position."
"You're going too far. People naturally strive for higher positions, just as water flows downhill. It's perfectly understandable."
“But they betrayed the company!” Xu Mo said angrily.
"When you're buying Maybachs, dating livestreamers, or spending money like water, and you're not giving them extra money, it's pointless to talk about loyalty with your employees. That's a different price to pay."
Xu Mo thought about it and realized that it was indeed true; wasn't the point of working to earn money?
"So I'm just going to let them go? This is a team I've worked so hard to build."
"What else can we do? If we force them to stay for another month, everyone will tacitly slack off, and we'll grow tired of each other. They'll earn less money, and we'll spend more. What's the point? Let them go."
Lin An continued, "It's not them who are causing trouble, it's the people behind them. There will definitely be other moves later, and they will inevitably jump out in front of us."
Xu Mo leaned back in his chair, rubbing his throbbing temples with one hand, and sighed:
"Hurry up and come up with any ideas, so I don't have to worry."
Seeing his listless appearance, Lin An laughed and said, "Such a small matter is giving you a headache?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Mo said incredulously:
"That little bit? Lin An, you're really bold. We started from scratch and worked hard to get the company up and running. I don't want to go back to square one overnight."
"Do you know how bad the company's online public opinion is right now? I even saw people online trying to whitewash Lin Haoran. Tonight, the company's live-streaming sales rooms have all been shut down for fear of being reported and having their accounts banned. Only a few entertainment streamers are still broadcasting."
Lin An remained calm and composed, and said with a smile, "It seems that the audience of entertainment anchors is very loyal."
Xu Mo nodded and sighed, "That's true. You know, the old hands are the best. They don't care about the company's scandals at all; they only care about how long the streamer's skirt is today."
"But Lin An, are you really not worried?"
"What's there to worry about? We're not afraid of life or death. If you're not happy, then fight." Lin An replied, "At worst, we can go back to mining and sell cryptocurrency. We'll make a fortune."
When Xu Mo heard him say that, he felt that it seemed to be true.
He was infected by Lin An's open-minded attitude, and his headache instantly disappeared. Little did he know that Lin An's confidence came from the fact that he knew Bitcoin would definitely rise, he knew many ways to make money, and he even had someone backing him up.
"So what can we do now?" Xu Mo asked seriously.
Lin An said calmly, "I have already contacted the Zhou family, the Zhao family, the Dong family... and asked them to keep an eye on market trends for me. The business district in Hai City is only so big, and I believe we will soon find out who is behind this."
"For now, let's just wait and see."
......
On the other side, Zhang Wanru was reporting the progress of the matter to Chen Xiaohe.
"Xiao He, that Lin Haoran is such a scoundrel, he refuses to divorce me no matter what." Zhang Wanru said while wiping away tears. She thought she looked especially beautiful when she cried.
Chen Xiaohe frowned, unsure of what to say.
Zhang Wanru continued, "He said he regretted doing so many things to hurt me, and now he realizes that I am the one he loves the most. He loves me to death, and he can't let me go. Leaving me would be like taking his life."
After she finished speaking, she carefully observed Chen Xiaohe's reaction.
There is a type of woman who likes to exaggerate or fabricate the affections of her admirers in order to prove that she is charming and sought after. This is like a merchant inflating prices, placing herself in a very high position to create a competitive atmosphere among naive men, thereby raising her own value.
Their favorite stories are about how much their ex loved them, what touching things they did for them, or how devoted a suitor was, spending a fortune on things for them...
At her age, Zhang Wanru has no suitors and can only spread rumors about Lin Haoran.
However, Chen Xiaohe is also quite old, and he has seen this kind of trick far too many times.
Chen Xiaohe looked at Zhang Wanru, a hint of barely perceptible annoyance flashing in his eyes, and asked, "So what do you plan to do?"
Zhang Wanru didn't see any jealousy or unease on the man's face, and felt a little disappointed. She sobbed as she said:
"I don't know either, Xiao He. All I know is that I want to be with you."
Chen Xiaohe subconsciously gritted his teeth, patted Zhang Wanru's shoulder, and said gently:
"No rush, there's plenty of time."
When Zhang Wanru heard him say that, she immediately became anxious:
“Xiao He, it takes at least two years to file for divorce. Why don’t I move in with you first? Anyway, Lin Haoran is in jail now, so he won’t bother us.”
Zhang Wanru raised her head, her eyes blurry with tears, looking at Chen Xiaohe, hoping he would nod in agreement.
Chen Xiaohe looked at Zhang Wanru's tear-streaked face, his lips twitching slightly, his frustration almost unbearable.
"This... isn't a good idea." Chen Xiaohe's eyes darted around. "After all, you're a married woman. If word gets out, it won't be good for your reputation."
“I don’t care!” Zhang Wanru shouted. “As long as I can be with you, I’m not afraid of anything.”
Chen Xiaohe looked troubled. He knew exactly what Zhang Wanru was planning, but he didn't want to just give in to her wishes.
"Let's wait a little longer," Chen Xiaohe said, stalling for time.
"Don't you want to be with me? Didn't you say you had feelings for me too? Do you care so much about what others think?" Zhang Wanru asked anxiously, firing off three questions in a row, resorting to her usual tactic of moral blackmail.
Chen Xiaohe felt the time was right and reluctantly said:
"I may not care about other people's opinions, but at least I should care about your children's opinions, especially your son's."
"Lin An?" Zhang Wanru quickly said, "It's okay, I know my son very well, I have a way to get him to bless us."
Zhang Wanru visited the orphanage and learned a lot about Lin An's childhood. Now she is full of confidence in winning back her son's heart.
A sly smile flashed across Chen Xiaohe's face as he exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"
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