Assistant Wen was somewhat helpless. This was different from what the boss had said. Now that the person wasn't leaving, he couldn't force them to leave. He looked at the boss with a troubled expression, only to find that the boss was looking down at his phone.
He cleared his throat silently and boldly gestured to President Qin.
Qin Yan checked his phone. Aunt Lan said the person was still asleep and hadn't woken up yet. He wondered if he should wake her up, have breakfast, and then let her sleep again.
He looked at Assistant Wen with displeasure. After so long, he still couldn't get anyone out of the house. He put down his phone.
"Speak quickly." He's been in a better mood lately, otherwise Old Master Qin would have been dragged out by the bodyguards today. He doesn't care even if the Qin family makes the headlines tomorrow.
Old Master Qin was angry at his attitude, but he was also afraid that Qin Yan would really kick him out.
Old Master Qin composed himself, adjusting his expression and clothes, and began to speak in the manner of an elder.
"You're not getting any younger, it's time to think about your marriage. Recently, a lot of people have come to me, and their daughters are all quite nice. If you have time, you can go and meet them. As for that sickly boy you're raising, if you like him..."
"You can have some fun with her, but if you're serious, I won't allow her to enter my Qin family. Hmph, she's sickly and I heard she's almost died several times, and you're still guarding her."
Qin Yan regretted letting him stay as soon as he said that.
He waved his hand and said, "Have the bodyguards come in and take him away."
Old Master Qin: "You dare!"
Qin Yan glared at Assistant Wen: "Hurry up!" He must be out of his mind to listen to this, wasting his time. What makes him think he can give him life advice, especially about the Qin family?
Assistant Wen listened to his superior and went out to call bodyguards. Although he wasn't dragged out, Old Master Qin clearly struggled and didn't want to leave. Qin Yan looked at him coldly.
Old Master Qin, with great pride, patted his clothes and glared back.
"I can walk by myself, hmph!"
Even after the person left, Qin Yan was still furious. He pushed open the office door and shouted at the person at the elevator entrance.
"You're about to be buried, so don't speak. Yun Nuan will live to be a hundred. Hurry up and send her away!"
The entire upper management heard his angry voice. The people in the secretariat trembled and stopped what they were doing, not daring to speak or meet the boss's gaze.
This was the first time anyone had seen this side of President Qin, which somewhat shattered the image of the cold-faced Yama, but no one dared to challenge his authority now.
They kept making excuses, one by one, until they saw Assistant Wen return and immediately detained him.
"Assistant Wen, there are some urgent documents here that need to be signed. My stomach is hurting a bit right now. Could you please take them inside for the boss to sign?"
Assistant Wen, who had just offended the boss, shook his head.
"No, my year-end bonus tells me I can't do it."
The entire meeting was extremely serious, because Qin Yan was in attendance today, whereas the previous meetings had been attended by Assistant Wen. Everyone was taking advantage of the time before the meeting started to check if there were any problems with their own proposals.
Everyone who went on stage seemed to be going to their death. Qin Yan didn't speak and his expression didn't change at all. After they finished speaking, everyone waited anxiously on the stage, just like when a teacher was grading your homework in front of you in school.
And President Qin is even more terrifying than the teacher.
"You're just going to use this garbage to fob me off when I'm not around? I've looked at at least ten of these plans. Don't you have any other ideas? Or are you just going to try to fool me whenever I'm not here?"
The director awkwardly wiped his sweat and explained, "No, no, we consulted many sources for this proposal, and it's very suitable for our current collaboration."
"The solution you're offering is just a hodgepodge of ideas, labeled as 'borrowed' and you're all using the same internet connection, so you're copying the same thing. If you still have this kind of ability, I'm sorry, the Qin family doesn't have the power to keep you, and all of you, if you all have this kind of work attitude."
Then I'll have to ask you to find another job. The Qin family doesn't need people who only know how to plagiarize. I'm just not at the company anymore, not dead.
Starting today, if you continue to do this terribly at work, your boss and you will both be fired!
After Qin Yan finished speaking, he waved to signal the next person on stage. The person on stage left in embarrassment. He was recruited by Qin's second uncle, which was actually a back door. He knew nothing about these things, and this was a plan that he had paid someone to make.
They were verbally abused and even lost their jobs, wanting to refute the criticism but not knowing where to begin.
With such an example, the following meeting, while not perfect, was passable. After scolding a few more careless individuals, he stood up and left the meeting room first.
"There's no need to hold another meeting like this next time. Just draft the list and send it out. Let those who need to leave go. And push forward with the management trainee program."
After giving his instructions, he glanced at the time, stopped, looked at Assistant Wen, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.
"Send the documents to the car. You're in charge of the afternoon meeting. You're allowed to leave early."
Assistant Wen, who had just received the message, widened his eyes and wailed as he spoke.
"Boss, send someone else. There are plenty of capable people in the secretariat."
Qin Yan said calmly, "Double the salary."
Assistant Wen immediately stood up straight, adjusted his glasses, and smiled in a very formulaic way.
"I guarantee to complete the task and accept the next assignment."
Qin Yan raised an eyebrow, patted his shoulder, and after explaining the company's arrangements and cooperation, he took his car keys and left the office building.
"Is Assistant Wen not here again?" Cindy, working in the secretary's office, secretly glanced into the office and asked.
She was worried that her boss would come out of the office as soon as she finished speaking, so she spoke very softly.
"Don't bother looking, the boss's not here. Just give me the documents." A seasoned employee is already quite content with their job, especially since they can leave early today and get double pay.
"Not here again? Is the boss not planning to manage the company?"
He shook his head: "Didn't you notice the company is running perfectly well even when the boss isn't around? There are some things we don't need to worry about. Just do your job. I'm just here to work, not to risk my life."
After finishing his speech, Assistant Wen turned around to prepare for the meeting. Cindy stood up straight and nodded silently, thinking that Assistant Wen was right.
Yun Nuan had just finished eating and was lying on the sofa playing on her phone. Her mind wasn't in a good mood, so she and A Cheng and the others opened a room to play Dou Dizhu (a card game).
"Against three"
"Two against one"
"Can't afford it."
The background noise was both chaotic and orderly. When the pair of twos came out, even the air seemed to fall silent. Who plays cards like this? Yun Nuan doesn't play by the rules.
"Shunzi." She clicked on it expressionlessly, and background music began to play.
"I only have one card left."
The others were helpless; they had neither bombs nor straights, allowing Yun Nuan to play her last card.
"three".
She won in the end. After settling the score, she started a new game. When Qin Yan came back, he saw her playing cards lazily with her eyes half-closed, hugging a pillow.
"You seem much better now." He reached out and touched her forehead; her temperature had stabilized and she hadn't had a fever again, which was a significant improvement from before.
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