Chen Yang was too lazy to play a question-and-answer game with Xiao Fang, and did not give her a chance to speak. He went on to himself: "After everything was done, people spread rumors, saying that there was someone instigating the attack on the office, and the company couldn't find them.
I had no choice but to fire them all."
"They will dig out the pests themselves, so you don't have to worry."
After Chen Yang finished speaking, Xiao Fang memorized it, raised his head, and looked at the man behind the desk in shock.
She had already thought highly of Chen Yang, and this round of beatings and blaming others opened her horizons greatly.
After pondering for a long time, the little square ponytail was about to be pulled off, and then he asked hesitantly: "But many of them are master craftsmen, and their handicrafts are indispensable in Heshunzhai's antique shop."
"snort!"
Chen Yang snorted coldly, picked up the pen on the table, pointed at Xiao Fang from afar, and said with great dissatisfaction:
"You're stupid——
Don’t they just think that the company can’t do without them, so they dare to cause trouble?
If they don't get discouraged, things like this will happen again.
Anyway, I will take care of them for two days. Then they will be crying and begging to come to their door. Isn’t it better to let Xiaowan be a good person?
Besides, it’s hard to find a toad with three legs. Isn’t it also hard to find a person with two legs?
It’s just that the money is not enough.”
Chen Yang waved his hand and stopped the topic.
Xiao Fang's mind turned around and he heard what he meant.
Is a problem that can be solved with money still considered a problem?
In the same way, with the endorsement of 100 million yuan lying in the company's account, it immediately seems particularly reasonable.
"I'll give you half an hour. Come back and see me when you're done."
Chen Yang buried his head and continued to sort out the company's information.
Xiao Fang responded crisply, then raised his legs high and walked low, closing the office door softly, fearing that he might accidentally disturb Chen Yang, who was deep in thought.
She left the office and walked to the finance department.
Xiao Fang didn't notice it at first, as his mind was entirely focused on Chen Yang, whose old image had collapsed and his new image was extremely tall.
When she came to her senses, she suddenly discovered that the situation in the entire company was different.
Originally, when Zhang Jie was acting bossy, even if Tang Wan personally inspected the company, there would always be people relying on their seniority to complain here and there, putting on a stinky face for everyone to see.
At this moment, she walked over with a general assistant, and from time to time someone greeted her warmly, or buried their head in the desk hoping that she could not see her.
The latter are basically the same guys who originally flattered Zhang Jie.
After Xiaofang understood the situation, he immediately raised his head and chest, looking very proud as a tiger squatted in the office, its ponytail swinging like a fox's tail.
Half an hour later, Xiao Fang jogged back to the general manager's office in high spirits.
Outside the door, she subconsciously stopped and calmed her breathing before gently knocking on the door.
Even Xiao Fang himself didn't notice that an emotion called awe was taking root.
"Come in!"
Chen Yang's voice came from the office.
Xiaofang carefully pushed the door open and took out the folder he was holding on his chest. Just as he was about to report, he saw Chen Yang waving his hand impatiently.
"Even if it's a big deal, just do it right and you don't need to report it."
The words that came to Xiao Fang's mouth were blocked, and he felt as uncomfortable as food accumulation, so he had to stop aggrievedly.
"Are the statistics done?"
Chen Yang's voice reached Xiao Fang's ears.
"Huh?"
Xiao Fang looked up and realized that Chen Yang was not talking to her, but stood up with the phone and walked to the window.
"Okay, as much as you have, don't worry about the price, just give them all to me."
"that's all!"
Chen Yang hung up the phone, pressed one hand on the floor-to-ceiling window, and spoke in a sonorous voice:
"Xiao Fang, smash out all the Feitian Moutai we have in stock."