He poured wine for Yongkang and agreed with what he said.
"She wouldn't dare. You're the only vice president who actually gets things done. How could she dare? Even if she did, the board wouldn't agree."
"The board of directors? You're thinking too much. Didn't you hear what she told me today?" Yao Kehan laughed. "She asked me to hand in my resignation! Hahaha! She probably thought that as long as I submitted the resignation letter and got it signed, it would be fine."
He laughed and shook his head: "Little girl, what a dream! She actually thinks she can become the CEO! Her bones are not enough to fill the gaps in my teeth."
"Come on." Yao Kehan raised his glass. "Brother Yongkang, cheers to our upcoming kingdom!"
He raised his glass to Yongkang, his eyes full of smiles, and clinked it with his: "Cheers."
He knew Yao Kehan's position in Runjia Investment better than anyone else. If Yao Kehan wasn't important, why would he go to such lengths to build a good relationship with Yao Kehan? Yao Kehan was only an executive, not a director. How could he dare to challenge Xiang Wanwan on the spot?
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"The vice president in charge of business, the backbone of the core management team. Without him, Runjia Investment's business cannot be carried out."
Xiang Wanwan supported her chin with one hand, and slowly swiped the other hand on the tablet, browsing the information at a glance.
"This Vice President Yao is indeed a character."
Yao Kehan's information was collected by Pei Xingyao, and his resume is very impressive.
Ten years ago, Yao Kehan joined a subsidiary of Runjia Investment. Initially a simple salesperson, he rose to branch director within three years. Then, in another two years, he became branch general manager. Ten years later, he became vice president of the group headquarters. For a family-owned company like Runjia Investment, and despite not coming from a wealthy family, his track record demonstrates his considerable abilities.
However, there are more reasons why Xiang Wanwan considered it over and over again.
She remembered clearly that in the original novel, Yao Kehan was Xiang Yongkang's long-term ally. Together, the two had created countless obstacles for Ding Zhiyuan at Runjia Investment. These two were Ding Zhiyuan's first formidable rivals on his path to becoming Long Aotian.
The original book also said that Yao Kehan was arrogant and conceited because of his talent, and he was very proud and often looked down on others.
He not only looked down on his fellow employees who came from ordinary backgrounds, thinking they were all lower-class people who were not worthy of speaking to him, but also looked down on those from wealthy families, thinking they were useless people who had paid for their positions.
Anyway, everyone is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Vice President Yao, and everyone except him is trash.
Xiang Wanwan really liked his arrogance. She took out Yao Kehan's resignation letter from the company mailbox and tapped it with her pen.
"They think I don't dare fire him... Well, let's just leave it there." Xiang Wanwan locked the tablet and asked, "Assistant Pei, did you get the money?"
“I’ve already got them all.”
"Hey, Manager Wu, gather all the bodyguards," Xiang Wanwan called, then stood up. "Assistant Pei, since we've put the resignation letter aside, let's go and distribute the pay."
It was already ten o'clock in the evening. Xiang Wanwan suddenly asked for a gathering, causing all the bodyguards to wait nervously in the parking lane in front of the gate.
Manager Wu Zhiping had even prepared an apology. The young lady must be furious because they hadn't initially stopped Xiang Yongkang at the funeral home. She hadn't lost her temper then, but now she was coming to terms with it. He had to accept the scolding and sincerely admit his fault. After all, that was the person who paid him.
The other bodyguards were in the same mood as him and were already thinking of apologies. They waited fearfully for more than ten minutes before they saw Xiang Wanwan and Pei Xingyao come out.
Both of them were dressed in black, with pale and cold faces, just like the legendary elders of the Punishment Hall. They frightened the bodyguards so much that they didn't dare to say what they had prepared.
"Da da da..." Two servants brought out a chair and placed it under the awning.
It's over! The bodyguards were all groaning inwardly. It looked like they would have to stand there for at least an hour or two before they could leave!
Xiang Wanwan sat down gracefully, her expression cold and without a trace of smile. She glanced around before speaking, "Thank you all for your hard work at the funeral home today. I've always said that you get paid by whoever you help. Since everyone has done their job diligently today, I'll give you a treat."
After saying that, the two servants pushed out a small cart.
Huh? The bodyguards looked at the carts piled with cardboard boxes and finally understood. It turned out they weren't holding a meeting to lecture anyone, but to distribute benefits!
The bodyguards felt relieved, but when they looked at the cardboard box again, they felt a little uncomfortable.
This size is only enough to hold about ten or eight pears. Isn't it too stingy for a young lady who inherited 900 billion yuan in assets to only give out a small box of fruit as a welfare benefit?
But no one dared to say anything, they just lowered their heads, feeling disgusted in their hearts.
"Assistant Pei." Xiang Wanwan called.
Pei Xingyao nodded immediately, unlocked the tablet, and began to read the name: "Wu Zhiping."
The bodyguard manager was the first to step forward and said, "Thank you, Miss. This is what we should do."
Then he took the paper box handed to him by Pei Xingyao with both hands.
When I picked it up, it felt a little light, not like fruit. Is it dry food?
Wu Zhiping grumbled to himself, not daring to open it in front of him. He simply retreated back to the team and stood there. The other bodyguards followed suit, stepping forward to receive the benefits, and sharing the same grumbling as Wu Zhiping.
Why is it so light?
There were 13 bodyguards in total, and they were all handed out quickly. Xiang Wanwan stood up and smiled, "I hope there will be more opportunities like this to give out benefits to everyone in the future."
"Thank you, Miss." The bodyguards thanked her again in unison, but they couldn't help feeling unhappy.
Everyone held back their composure and returned to the bodyguard's building in an orderly manner. Someone couldn't help but sneer, "Our young lady has truly never had a good life and hasn't seen the world. Look at what she just said, as if this benefit is so rare. I didn't know, I might have thought it contained thousand-year-old ginseng..."
As he spoke, he casually opened the cardboard box.
The bodyguards were tall, strong men with sturdy builds. Almost all of them had traditional martial arts skills and were very strong. With a "swish", they tore the cardboard box in half.
Then, with a loud crash, several bundles of money fell out!
Also falling was a paper film with a protective spell cast on it, which was specially used for the bank's VIP customers.
For a moment, the entire duty room was silent, the air seemed to freeze, and everyone suspected that there was something wrong with their eyes.
Fortunately, his eyes were fine, but his body's instincts were honest. The bodyguard subconsciously reached into his pocket and grabbed all the money.
After a long while, perhaps as long as half a minute, he finally said in a dreamy voice, "Okay...it seems to be 100,000."
One, two, three... everyone counted instinctively and nodded instinctively.
There were ten bundles in total, and the straps on the tops were still attached. Logically speaking, at ten thousand per bundle, it should really be one hundred thousand.
But, but...
Everyone woke up as if from a dream, and opened their cardboard boxes with trembling hands as if crazy. For a moment, the whole duty room was filled with "What the hell?"
"Fuck! Mine is also 100,000!"
"Fuck, it's really one hundred thousand!"
"Fuck! I almost threw 100,000 yuan in the kitchen as if it were dried mushrooms!"
It was over when the bodyguards finally realized—
"Just because we stopped Mr. Xiang today, the young lady gave us a hundred thousand each?"
"This... 1.3 million in cash was distributed in one night?"
"No, more than that..." Manager Wu Zhiping's tone became even more dreamy. Noticing everyone was looking at him, he covered up and said, "I... I heard other employees also received some, but it was a little less than ours, only 88,000. Because it wasn't a round number, it was difficult to pay in cash, so they transferred it directly to their payroll cards."
And as a manager, he was paid 20,000 yuan more than the average bodyguard!
"The Du family still has employees 1, 2, 3..." The bodyguards counted on their fingers, stunned once again. "So, in just one night, the young lady gave out over 2 million in cash?"
As the Du family's bodyguards, they earn more than 10,000 yuan a month, plus various benefits, and their annual salary is basically maintained at around 300,000 yuan. This is already a very high salary in the daily bodyguard circle. Unexpectedly, as soon as the eldest lady took office, she gave them 1/3 of the annual salary as benefits!
One person couldn't help but exclaimed excitedly, "It's really worth it! They're truly a 900 billionaire family! With our diplomas, we can find jobs that pay a hundred thousand yuan with just a few benefits!"
"Also, the eldest lady said that she hopes there will be another opportunity to give out this kind of benefit in the future!"
The other man clutched the money tightly, his eyes determined and his attitude firm. "I'm going to do this job until I retire! I'll definitely work hard in the future! The hard work doesn't matter, as long as the money is enough!"
"That's right, as long as there's more money, why would I need a bicycle?"
A group of old men got excited and shouted loudly for a while. Stimulated by the money in their arms, they suddenly had a second-year syndrome attack and started shouting slogans collectively.
"Work hard! Never be lazy! Do your job diligently! Big bonuses!"
The last four words were added temporarily. After they were said, everyone burst into laughter. Those who were on night shift worked, and those who were off work packed up the money and rushed to the nearby ATM to deposit it.
Everyone was so excited that no one noticed that some people had complicated expressions.
Xiang Yanghong's mood was more complicated than his expression.
He looked at the money in his hand and suddenly felt that the "windfall" in his bank card was not attractive at all.
What's Mr. Xiang? He's not even as generous as a young girl. A billionaire is a billionaire. They casually give out a benefit, like, a hundred thousand. And Mr. Xiang? He's a Phoenix man, like, a real phoenix man. He's been asked to do so many things, and he only gets thirty or fifty thousand for each one.
There are many things to do, the risks are high, and the money is low.
Instead of helping him, it would be better to do his duty for the young lady and show his face in front of her. Maybe when he makes a contribution, the young lady will reward him with a house.
Once people have an idea, especially one that is aimed at profit, it is difficult to change their mind.
Xiang Yanghong casually marked the WeChat account as Do Not Disturb and did not send any messages.
Xiang Yongkang waited for two days and two nights, but didn't see a single punctuation mark. He couldn't help but call and ask, "How did you do it? I asked you to find out if she signed Vice President Yao's resignation letter. Did you do it? Do you still want the money?"
I think, but the money you give me is really not enough. Xiang Yanghong was disdainful in his heart, and said perfunctorily: "I am just a bodyguard, how can I get close to the young lady?"
Xiang Yongkang asked again, "Did she go anywhere? What's her itinerary? Why didn't she give it to me?"
"Schedule..." Xiang Yanghong flipped through the attendance records and work group chat, and said nonchalantly: "Oh, this morning, the eldest lady went to the company."
"What?!" Xiang Yongkang exclaimed, "Why is she going to the company?"
Before Xiang Yanghong could even try to give an answer, Xiang Yongkang had already gotten the answer.
A WeChat message popped up.
[Vice President Yao: She signed it.]
Xiang Wanwan signed Yao Kehan's resignation report!
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