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Mr. An, whose full name is An Dawei, a somewhat earthy name, is the CEO of Caiyao Group, and in words that ordinary people understand, he is the president.

As a figure who has risen step by step from the grassroots, An Dawei is particularly sensitive to face-saving issues, such as the cleanliness of his office, which is well known to the employees within Caiyao, and of course, this is also something that people who want to deal with him know.

Normally, there is nothing wrong with this habit. His career is thriving, people are in a good mood, and when he looks at the sky of an industrial city, he may not feel blue. As long as the cleaner is not lazy and there is obvious scrap of paper on the ground, he will not be in trouble with An Dawei.

But when people are in a bad mood, even if the brown glass in An Dawei's office has been wiped more than ten times, he still feels that there are countless stains on the brown glass, and the cleaners are not working hard. even generalizes, and then feels that the employees under his hands will be lazy in places that he has not touched.

Recently, An Dawei has this trend of thought in his mind, seeing that every employee thinks that this guy, after he turned around and left, this employee is not discussing how to work hard but thinking about the next company's job-hopping options, how to be lazy and grinding foreign workers in this company with no future.

Hu Ziyi, a guy he had almost never heard of, was poached by Changshui Group, and then in turn accused Caiyao Group, the "ghostwriting" incident had nothing to do with it, what he admitted at the press conference before, it was all threatened by Caiyao's high-level management, and he burst into tears, giving full play to his acting skills when he accused Hua Jing in front.

And among them, Changshui Group provided a lot of evidence that I don't know where it came from, and it can be regarded as a complete stellar comic club pressed to the ground, with no hope of turning over. Even the Caiyao Group itself has been seriously affected, and the stock price has also fallen significantly.

If you use a weather to describe An Dawei's mood at this moment, it is the sudden heavy rain in June, thunder, and typhoon, and the worst thing is not a star.

As for that Gao Xiang, he had already let the angry An Dawei roar as far as he could.

"It's all stupid, wolf-hearted stuff." The more An Dawei thought about it, the more angry he became, and he slapped the glass table angrily.

"Bang", the clean and bright transparent glass table, not broken, after all, the sound is not right.

"Frame ~~"

The sound of a dark red sandalwood door knocking.

"Mr. An...."The visitor said cautiously.

"Come in."

"What did you ask me to check...."Manager Yuan approached with the document with the package number of the transparent plastic bag.

"Have you figured out which bastard betrayed the company's inside information?" An Dawei "propped" up from his soft leather chair, and said a little impatiently.

"Not really." Manager Yuan hurriedly denied it.

"It's not that, it's what?" An Dawei's momentum suddenly weakened, and he returned to the chair, holding his head with one hand to sort out his chaotic head that had been sorted out by various broken things recently.

After sorting it out, I can't think of a reason.

"It should be said that it's been a bit of a long time, and we've already checked out the information about the rookie cartoonist Huajing cartoonist you asked us to investigate." Manager Yuan said as he placed the file bag on the glass desk placed on An Dawei.

An Dawei didn't go through the documents, he didn't even touch the seal of the plastic bag, he just knocked a few thin documents on the glass table with one hand.

His head shook his entire shoulder as if he was nodding, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a smile that made Manager Yuan panic.

"The work of your intelligence department is very hard, isn't the business very busy, do you need to add a few more staff to share your pressure?" An Dawei got up, walked around the glass table, walked to the front of the desk, and approached Manager Yuan closer, and said in a very gentle tone.

Manager Yuan's face jumped, even if he was stupid, he knew that Mr. An's tone at this moment was not gentle on the surface, but suppressed great anger.

As for what was wrong, Manager Yuan also understood a little in his heart, but he now knew that even if he said anything, it was useless, so Manager Yuan just lowered his head and said in a more respectful tone: "No, no, the working atmosphere of the intelligence department is suitable, not too busy, and there is no shortage of manpower." ”

"It's not busy, and it's not short of manpower." An Dawei took the document that Manager Yuan put on the glass table with his backhand, and the plastic bag gently patted Manager Yuan's shoulder, and then he exploded in anger, smashing the document bag on the ground, his voice was an octave high, and he roared angrily:

"This TM is what month Lao Tzu confessed, you TM only brought it to Lao Tzu now, just let you check someone, such a simple thing, just investigate and track it, and finally Lao Tzu didn't hear from you for a month, and Lao Tzu thought that I was letting you go to the enemy country to subvert the government.

Now this information is useless to Lao Tzu, you have finally investigated, according to the efficiency of your waste, I asked you to investigate the traitors who sold intelligence in the company, you idiots are not going to wait for the traitor to go abroad and get away, and the entire Caiyao Group has gone bankrupt, so you can investigate this matter.

Well? I'm asking you! Don't be like a turtle and shrink your head and don't speak. ”

"This matter explained by Mr. An, our department must come up with a result as soon as possible." Manager Yuan hurriedly replied.

What can be said now? Anything other than a promise to work hard is useless.

Manager Yuan's words really resisted An Dawei's desire to continue to vent.

He walked around the office twice with his hands on his waist, and his mood calmed down a little.

He has been able to work hard step by step until now, and he didn't just rely on his voice to roar out. There are still some brains, and it doesn't work to yell in this office now.

So An Dawei waved his hand helplessly and said, "You go out, go out." By the way, I will be with you for a month on this matter, and you must come up with a result, or you will consciously roll up and leave. "Yes, Mr. An." Manager Yuan succinctly responded.

It's a reasonable amount of time.

After that, David sat back in his seat. Manager Yuan saw that Mr. An really had nothing to add, so he retreated with interest.

An Dawei sat on the office chair and sobered his head, a little confused, and couldn't remember what he should do for a while. I picked up the information that Manager Yuan came up and looked at it.

Flipping through the information and looking down, An Dawei found that the cartoonist who Hua Jing was digging up to draw the flower was actually two young girls. "Young genius, this Jiang Yuan, luck is really good." An Dawei had some envy and jealousy and some hatred.

"Speaking of which, I remember that this comic was nominated for the Nebula Award, and the demand for the award seems to be very high." The announcement of an award of this scale of the Nebula Award, An Dawei has also heard a lot.

Thinking of this, An Dawei suddenly recalled the article in "East. Zhou Animation Weekly" saw a report about the Nebula Awards.

He hurriedly asked the secretary to translate his previous book "East. Zhou Animation Weekly" found it, and it took nearly half an hour to finally find the article "The Sudden Change of Nebula Award".

Up and down, left, left and right, carefully and carefully, An Dawei watched it a few times.

Soon, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Jiang Yuan, my life is not comfortable, then, I will not let your life go too well, this Nebula Award is not so easy to get." ”

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