After the confessor hurried to find Yan Huang's report, Ma Xuezheng, who hung up the phone, unconsciously sneered, and shook his head again and again,

"Old Wisdom, don't be angry, today's incident, in my opinion, can only say that the little bastard of the Yanhuang Group is too vicious!

Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will have a headache. The key is that we need to calm down now and think about how to deal with it. ”

The indignant tone made everyone in the conference room also feel the same hatred, and they hurriedly turned the page, scolding Qingyun for not being a thing, and these indiscriminate tricks were all made.

"Private enterprises are too bottomless!"

"That's it, this Yanhuang Group is really cunning, and it actually uses this way to deal with us."

"This kind of method is really contemptible! Are they not afraid of retribution? ”

Zhao Linghuan, who was sitting in the conference room, felt that this scene was simply too absurd.

He is a professional manager from outside, and his days at Fantasy Group are much shorter than those of everyone here, and he has been doing investment-related work, so he still can't fit in with this very politically intelligent language environment.

In the commercial field, everyone naturally has a lot of tricks.

Co-authoring only allows you to yin others, not others?

You can double standard, but reality won't tell you about the protagonist's aura.

What's more, in good conscience, today's incident is purely a fantasy group lifting a stone and shooting itself in the foot, if Zhiliu didn't fight Qingyun's calculations at the beginning......

Not to mention that there is nothing to do when there is nothing to do, but if the fantasy group had a little bit of a hand at the beginning, it would not be so passive now.

Moreover, this group of people does not know what to think in their heads.

Director Ma has made it very clear that the top priority now is to find a way to solve the problem, not to 'help the Queen Mother be sad' to relieve someone's psychology.

In his opinion, this group of people is expressing a meaning at this moment, 'It's not that the national army is incompetent, but that the enemy is too cunning!' ’

This discovery made him want to laugh a little.

But he also knew that when he laughed like this on this occasion, he couldn't get along with his own money.

Zhao Lin endured it very hard, so when Zhiliu said, 'I really don't know where I offended that rabbit cub', he didn't hold back, but still laughed.

"Whew!"

But after this laughter, his vest was cold.

I'm crazy!

However, with more than 20 years of career as a senior executive, his ability to adapt to changes is also full.

Under the fierce light of Zhiliu's goldfish eyes, Zhao Linhuan made a mocking expression on his face, and then kept shaking his head, saying with an unbelievable expression, "It doesn't make sense!" What is the brute playing us for? What's in it for him? ”

This question instantly diverted the attention of Zhiliu and the others.

Indeed, as Zhao Linhuan said, the biggest question is, why is that beast playing everyone here?

But before everyone could think about anything, Ma Xuezheng received an email forwarded by his subordinates.

After eagerly opening the attachment, she looked at the screen but her eyes slowly widened.

Not only was it unbelievable, but it was more like seeing something weird and dirty.

"Old horse?"

Li Qin knew very well that Ma Xuezheng's expression was wrong, he must have seen a ghost.

But after having an expectation of being tricked in his heart, he felt a little broken at this time.

It's just a confirmation of what I thought before!

Ma Xuezheng came back to his senses, looked at Zhiliu and Li Qin expressionlessly, and said slowly, "Old Zhi, did you dig Grandpa Qingyun's grave?" ”

Zhiliu was stunned when he heard this, and after looking at Ma Xuezheng twice, he said in a deep voice, "What's wrong?" ”

After Ma Xuezheng sighed, he got up and sat down on the report with the computer, and when he was about to plug in the video cable, he suddenly stopped moving.

She looked up at Zhiliu, "Call Xiaowei to get up, I'll talk about it when he comes, and I need a little time to figure it out." ”

When Zhiliu heard this, he hurriedly asked Lin Min to call Guo Wei over.

Ma Xuezheng sat there, didn't speak, and kept typing on the keyboard in his hand.

There is no way, financial professionals have to report financial statements to non-specialists, which is an epic problem around the world.

After all, it is a bowl of professional rice with a certain threshold, and the insiders continue to raise the threshold with various systems and guidelines that do not look like human words.

So, a good financial professional, his biggest job is translation.

Translate the professional language of the financial statements to non-financial leaders so that they can understand them.

There's a tool in the middle of this, called Management Reports.

Management reports are different for each company.

Ma Xuezheng is working hard to translate the tax statements of Yanhuang Group into the management reports of Fantasy Group.

Of course, a lot of key information is missing, such as how many computers Yanhuang Group produced, and from which day or time period it started, which is information that cannot be provided in tax statements.

However, there are certain external information and news that can be referenced, and some key data can be more or less inferred.

Seeing this, Zhiliu could only be patient and wait for Ma Xuezheng's report.

But at this time, his attention was attracted by something else.

A pair of fish bubbles flashed with a fierce light in their eyes, Zhiliu clasped his hands, looked at Yang Zhiyuan opposite with an unkind expression, and did not speak.

Everyone was also a little inexplicable when they saw this.

What to do with Yang Zhiyuan?

This is ...... If you want to talk about responsibility, I'm afraid that your old man who is dictatorial is the greatest!

Yang Zhiyuan, who was originally a little inexplicable, pondered in his heart for a few seconds, and suddenly his heart jumped wildly.

Yang Bingnan!!

At this time, he only remembered this stubble in hindsight.

There is no need to look at the tax report, the information revealed by the Xu Bureau on the phone is that the tax control machine of Yanhuang Group has already started to be sold, and Yang Bingnan did not inform them of this kind of thing.

The news passed by Yang Bingnan was originally that Qingyun was making a customized computer, which was the colorful national tide series they thought it was!

Yang Zhiyuan didn't have to calculate anything.

What that Xu Ju meant in his words was that this was a computer launched by the State Administration of Taxation, which was divided into the tax side and the enterprise side.

The enterprise side does not need to think about it for the time being.

Taxation, due to the nature of its work and the fact that it is the main source of state revenue, is the first department in the country to implement paperless office.

It is also an important customer in the fantasy computer business jet market.

Yang Zhiyuan has been in charge of the sales work of Fantasy Group since he was 26 years old, and he knows how many tax personnel there are and how many computers the tax department needs.

The national two taxes do not include leaders, and the total number of tax personnel is more than 800,000, and the tax personnel usually have two computers per person, an intranet and an extranet.

This in itself is a market of at least 1.6 million units.

The daily production capacity of Yanhuang Group can be inferred from the production line it purchased, which is only 20,000 units, and this is a gradual increase process.

At the beginning, the daily production capacity was less than 3,000 units, then within a few days it was 5,000 units, at the beginning of August it was 10,000 units, and in mid-to-late August it increased to 20,000 units.

Therefore, even according to the Yanhuang Group's daily production capacity of 20,000 units that has caused panic in the industry at this moment, it will take nearly 3 months to meet the demand of the tax side.

So, where does Yanhuang Group get the production capacity to make customized computers?

So......

This Yang Bingnan, at least after the Yanhuang Group was lifted from the lockdown, the first news that came out was fake news!

Thinking of this, Yang Zhiyuan's vest was all wet.

'Yang Bingnan's first message is likely to be fake'?

Thinking of this possibility, Yang Zhiyuan panicked at this time.

Why did the cheap teacher on the other side so firmly reject Guo Wei's inference a few days ago?

Isn't it because of the information he provides?

Although there is information that has been corroborated by many parties, on the bright side, it is the inner line under his control that there is a problem.

So......

Beads of sweat ran down his cheeks.

The confrontation between the cheap teacher and Ma Xuezheng just now, he didn't understand what it was for.

And then the compromise between the two, he also saw it.

So......

It's his turn to take the blame, right?

Thinking about it, it is only right for the general manager to take the blame, the position is big enough, and the power is small enough.

Everyone knows that he is Jiryu's puppet, so it doesn't matter if he is sacrificed.

Yang Zhiyuan's body trembled, but he didn't dare to look at the eyes of the cheap teacher opposite.

He was afraid that he would not be able to hide the resentment in his eyes.

What's more, it's not him who buried Yang Bingnan's chess piece in the TOP Group!

It's Jiryu himself!

It's just because it was later discovered that Yang Bingnan and he were fellow villagers, and it was convenient for the villagers to talk, and Zhiliu was old and didn't want to care about such trivial things anymore, so this line was transferred to his hands.

At this time, Zhiliu smiled kindly, picked up the remote control board of the air conditioner, and turned on the air conditioner, "The weather is really strange this year, it's still so hot in mid-September."

So many people are stuffy together, and you don't know how to turn on the air conditioner, and look at our Zhiyuan's heat, and we are sweaty. ”

Yang Zhiyuan smiled reluctantly, got up and pulled the paper towel on the conference table, and wiped his sweat again and again.

He sighed softly inwardly.

This cheap teacher......

He knew very well that Zhiliu would not turn against himself in the short term.

After all, you have to rely on yourself as a loyal servant to do things.

However, if this matter can't be cleaned up in the end, then the person who bears the blame must be himself.

Because......

Zhiliu actually didn't mention Yang Bingnan's matter at this moment.

If you say it in public, it's okay, you still have room for defense.

I didn't say it......

Yang Zhiyuan didn't bother to think about it.

Ten thousand grass and mud horses ran in his heart.

The people in the conference room were also silent.

It didn't take long for the door of the conference room to be pushed open from the outside.

Guo Wei walked in with a gloomy face and a frown, and sat down directly, and Lin Min in the back closed the door, and both of them were still a little gasping for breath.

Zhiliu pinched the time in his heart, and saw that Guo Wei's forehead was still a little sweaty, knowing that he had come all the way, he took the remote control board and turned off the air conditioner, asking Guo Wei to quickly wipe his sweat and not catch a cold.

This move made everyone in the conference room nervous.

Yang Zhiyuan is sweating, you always say it's hot, you have to turn on the air conditioner, Guo Wei is sweating, you always say don't catch a cold.

This......

The signal is simply not too obvious.

Yang Zhiyuan's teeth were about to be crushed.

Hehe!

The sudden contrast made everyone look at it...... It's preparing to replace yourself, isn't it?

Good! Good! Good!

It's a last resort, isn't it?

Guo Wei waved his hand, picked the droppings in the corners of his eyes, and asked directly, "Teacher, what's going on?" Xiaolin said that Yanhuang Group is making a tax control machine? ”

Zhiliu waved his hand, "Don't worry, wait until Director Ma is done." ”

"Give me twenty more minutes, I have some data that I need to verify." Ma Xuezheng replied without raising his head, and while typing on the keyboard, he picked up his mobile phone and prepared to dial.

When Guo Wei heard this, he picked up the mineral water on the table and unscrewed it, and after taking a few sips, he threw the bottle on the table, and sat up as soon as he leaned back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling, his face was clouded, and he had an expression that no one wanted to care.

Seeing this, Li Qin was inexplicably amused in his heart.

This Guo Wei has always been the kind of person who doesn't grow up.

Everything, it's written on the face.

From the moment he entered the door, he didn't even look at Yang Zhiyuan, and he didn't have the lazy appearance of the old fritter preparing to mix with the future prince before.

But...... Sometimes it seems that Guo Wei's true temperament is very good, one is one, and two is two.

In fact, it is not impossible to let Guo Wei sit in that position.

Era...... It's changed.

Being able to lead the development of the company is the last word.

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(End of chapter)