Two years later, at the group's annual meeting at headquarters, Yimu took the stage to give a summary.
The draft was prepared by the secretariat, and I don't know where it was borrowed from; it was very long and tedious.
Yi Mu was on a business trip out of town the day before, and had just gotten off the plane at noon. He didn't even have time to look at the manuscript.
After quickly skimming through the previous pages, Yi Mu closed the folder without any expression.
Amidst the panicked expressions of his secretary below, Yi Mu cleared his throat and began to give an impromptu summary of the past year.
He summarized his thoughts methodically, using words that were not overly deliberate, thus connecting with the employees in the audience in a friendly and approachable manner.
He didn't say much, but his words were concise and to the point, showing greater maturity than last year.
Some shareholders sat in the audience, whispering to their colleagues sitting next to them.
"This lad has a bright future; Old Master Yi made the right choice in selecting him."
A colleague smiled and said, "It's more than just a good choice. In just two years, the conglomerate has opened up overseas markets."
If he had been in that position six months earlier, his company would probably have subsidiaries not only in North America, but also in Europe.
"Like father, like son; the younger generation is truly formidable."
The female colleagues from the conglomerate sitting in the back had a very different perspective from the shareholders.
If you were to ask what topics most likely to spark conversation among women, it would be gossip, cosmetics, and handsome men.
The current president is undoubtedly a handsome man.
In order to catch a glimpse of the handsome CEO, the female employees made up all sorts of excuses to peek inside through the transparent window of his office.
The patterns on the top floor are being worn smooth.
At first, everyone was very enthusiastic, but gradually they discovered that the CEO was indifferent to everyone.
He was indifferent to women, ignoring the increasingly beautiful secretaries in his office, with only his work on his mind.
Someone, unafraid of death, found an opportunity to seduce Yi Mu while he was working overtime at night.
As a result, the CEO pressed the internal phone without expression, and the female employee who behaved inappropriately was taken away by security.
From that day on, rumors began to circulate that the president was aloof.
"What a pity, such a high-quality man, yet he's not interested in that kind of thing at all. I really want to see his face after he takes off his glasses."
The female employee sitting in the back row had a pair of binoculars perched exaggeratedly on her nose.
Up close, the CEO's face has no pores at all; his skin is even better than a woman's.
The second female employee had the same equipment as her, but what she focused on wasn't that perfect face, but rather those hands with distinct knuckles.
Some people like beautiful faces, while others adore delicate and pretty hands.
The female employee, B, was a hand fetishist. She licked Yi Mu's hand with a burning gaze, then suddenly stopped.
"Speaking of which, the president has been wearing that ring for the past two years. What is its meaning?"
As the female employee lowered the binoculars, a bold idea suddenly flashed through her mind.
"Do you think the CEO might already be married, and his wife went abroad because of a fight, and is pregnant with his child?"
The CEO was unaware that he deeply loved his wife, which was why he refused to even glance at other women…
Female employee B couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Please, please read fewer novels. I feel like I've seen that ring somewhere before."
Yi Mu gave a concise summary and then announced the start of the annual meeting, telling everyone to have a good time.
He quietly left through the back door. Xie Tuoyu had just finished the company's annual meeting and was waiting for him downstairs.
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