Shang Qian stepped on high heels, with a generous and decent smile on his face, although his slender eyebrows and eyes had a smile, but his eyes were indifferent and alienated.

"Hello Director. Everyone hurriedly greeted each other, and the amazement in their eyes flashed away.

This new director is so beautiful!

Jiang Wenshan looked at the woman she couldn't compare, and her sharp nails pierced deep into her palms.

She was sick to death in her heart, but on the surface, she still had to pretend to be kind, "Director, hello, I'm Deputy Director Jiang Wenshan." I ......"

Shang Qian nodded lightly and interrupted her, "Let's go to the conference room to talk about something." ”

“…… Director, I'm ......"

Jiang Wenshan wanted to say something, but saw Shang Qian frowning slightly, "Do you want me to say it a second time?"

Jiang Wenshan obediently closed her mouth, and the expression on her face could be described as wonderful.

Unexpectedly, she hadn't given the director eye medicine yet, but the new director was countered by the general, and she was given a dismissal.

The staff who followed behind couldn't help but look at each other, and a trace of respect rose in their hearts for Shang Qian.

When he arrived at the conference room, Shang Qian briefly introduced himself, and then asked each department to hand in the latest projects and related materials.

She flipped through a few papers and learned the general situation. Then he said, "I just took a cursory look, and the company's recently launched projects all seem to be losing money. Can anyone explain to me why this is?"

As soon as these words came out, the staff below instantly lifted their hearts, and they didn't dare to cheer up.

They kept their heads down, and none of them stood up to speak. Shang Qian's cold eyes swept over everyone, and his brows furrowed tightly.

Jiang Wenshan clasped her hands around her chest and looked at the scene in front of her with interest. The employees of the company, their business capabilities, she knows very well.

This group of people is more than enough than the top, and they are all directly recruited by people from the previously acquired companies.

There is a world of difference from the people of the Fu Group, she has been here for so long, and she has not brought this group up. Shang Qian had just arrived, and she didn't believe that she could bring this rabble up.

Shang Qian's brows became deeper and deeper, "Why don't you speak?"

"Director Shang, let me tell you. ”

Jiang Wenshan calmly took out a document, detailing the company's losses, as well as the project's expenses and income, and the accounts were clear at a glance.

"This is the company's accounts that I have put together, and the director can look at it. Our company's expenditures are all on the construction of the website and the cultivation of great writers. It's just that if you want to cultivate a representative writer, it's not ordinary. ”

Shang Qian glanced at her, flipped through the documents, and after only a few glances, he could already see the problem.

"The construction of the website can be more refined, and the welfare of the website for newcomers can also be relaxed. ”

Shang Qian took a sip of coffee, "Our website has just started, and it can be regarded as a newcomer in the industry." It is important to have an iconic great god writer, but it is still necessary to take it step by step. ”

"Instead of spending a lot of money to create star writers, it is better to support good articles and authors first. Let them know that we are here and where they can play their strengths. ”

"But Director, just because our website has just started, shouldn't there be some great gods to come to the town?"

Jiang Wenshan was a little anxious, "I already have some writers under my hand, and their books are very popular, as long as they are well packaged, they will definitely become our great god writers." ”

Shang Qian glanced at her and said lightly, "If you need great god writers to come to the town, you can dig up some great god writers who have already become famous." Our company has spent a lot of money to create great writers, how can you be sure that they will not waver when other companies dig into the wall?"

"Don't forget, our website is just getting started. The author thinks with his toes and knows which one to choose. ”

"I ......" Jiang Wenshan was suddenly speechless.

Shang Qian rubbed his eyebrows, "Okay, that's all for today's meeting, I have sent a special person to deal with the projects operated by the company, so you can all return to you." ”

After she finished speaking, she ignored everyone's faces and left the conference room.

The shallow office is on the top floor, and the space is large, it is a two-bedroom apartment. There is also a bedroom inside which is convenient for resting.

She had been busy all day, and after all the work had been arranged, it was already dark. Shang Qian left the subsidiary, and when he got home, he took a shower and fell asleep.

"Weng Hum—"

Shang Qian slept in a daze, but his mobile phone kept vibrating wildly. She fumbled around the bed for a long time before finally finding her phone on the bedside table.

She picked up her phone angrily, who is so immoral, disturbing people's dreams in the middle of the night!

On the faintly lit screen, the caller ID: If you don't answer the phone, you will die.

"......" Shang Qian took a deep breath and tried to keep his composure, "Hey, dear Mr. Fu, is there anything wrong with this late hour?"

There was no sound on the other end of the "......" phone for a long time, only the faint sound of breathing.

Shang Qian was a little confused, "Hey?"

Fu Xi called her so late and didn't say a word, is there something wrong?

"Come and pick me up. ”

Fu Xi's voice was low and hoarse, and from the phone, it sounded like he was drunk. He gave a list of addresses, and then the phone was hung up.

“……”

Shang Qian looked at his mobile phone and was silent for a while.

She remembered that she was just the artist director of the Fu Group, not the assistant to the president!

Shang Qian scratched his head irritably, and finally drove to the address given by Fu Xi.

In the presidential suite, Fu Xi was the only one left, drunk like mud, lying on his back on a chair full of alcohol.

His face was crimson, his hair was disheveled, his tie hung loosely around his neck, and the collar of his black shirt was wide open.

Fu Xi still had a little consciousness left, and recognized Shang Qian, "Why are you here?"

Shang Qian handed him the phone, "Mr. Fu, didn't you call me to pick you up?"

"I'm sorry, I made the wrong call. ”

Fu Xi staggered to his feet, "You go back, I'll ask the assistant to pick you up...... Ugh!"

He was so drunk that his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground, Shang Qian hurriedly supported him, "Mr. Fu, are you okay?"

Fu Xi only felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, and his feet were soft, and even Shang Qian's whole person was thrown to the ground.

"Mr. Fu!"

Shang Qian exclaimed in surprise and was smashed. Fu Xi's whole body was pressed on her body, and the smell of alcohol on her body penetrated her nose unscrupulously.

There was a burst of hot and humid breathing on his neck, Shang Qian couldn't help but tremble, and hurriedly called him, "Mr. Fu, can you get up by yourself?"

The only thing that responded to her was silence and Fu Xi's hot and humid breath full of alcohol.