In the conference room, the atmosphere was unusually solemn.
This situation was serious. If it was not handled well, it would directly affect the company's operations in the next quarter. Therefore, everyone on the board of directors took the earliest flight to come to the meeting.
As soon as Cen Zhiqiao entered the door, she was enveloped in a heavy and depressing atmosphere, and she couldn't help but shudder.
Why did you ask her to come at this time? Something seems wrong...
"Manager Cen, please take a seat first!"
Dong Xi patted her shoulder and motioned for her to sit down next to him. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment before he sat down.
Dong Xi then stood up straight: "This is Manager Cen of our design department. All products in the design department are controlled by her. I invited her here just to confirm the quality of all Langson clothing published in the magazine.
The pictures are all our design drafts."
With one sentence, everyone's eyes turned to Cen Zhiqiao.
She was stunned for a moment, glanced at Dong Xi, and saw that he was also looking over. When their eyes met, she stood up: "I have read the magazine, and those design drawings are indeed exactly the same as our company's design drawings."
As soon as he said this, four people were shocked, and everyone took a breath of cold air.
He hurriedly lowered his head to compare the drawings of our company and Langson Clothing again. For a moment, in the huge conference room, there was only the sound of paper being flipped.
"So, there is no doubt that they stole our design." He Yan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up, raised his head from the information in his hand, and looked straight at Cen Zhiqiao.
His expression was extremely serious. Cen Zhiqiao didn't dare to be careless and nodded hurriedly: "That should be it."
He Yan frowned: "Then, has anyone seen these design drafts?"
Cen Zhiqiao was stunned, and subconsciously turned to look at Dong Xi, who nodded. Cen Zhiqiao then said: "Except for colleagues from the design department, only Mr. He has seen it. Even the factory has not sent them all."
He Yan's eyebrows frowned even more tightly.
He didn't speak. The leader attending the meeting beside him was a little impatient and said: "So, the one who leaked the information is in the design department."
Cen Zhiqiao's face darkened.
"Impossible!" she blurted out without thinking. There were only a few people in the design department, except for a few old employees, and the rest were all trained by her. How could they possibly leak salary secrets?
"What is impossible? The matter is obvious. Only a few of you can leak it. It is naturally impossible for Mr. He and Director Dong. Then the only ones left are the people from the design department."
The man refused to give up.
This is true, but it always sounds uncomfortable.
Cen Zhiqiao was a little annoyed, but had nothing to say to refute. He could only sit there with his fists clenched, silent.
He Yan, on the other hand, looked across the long conference table at Cen Zhiqiao, whose lips were slightly pursed. He paused for a moment, and then interrupted the discussion of those people.
"Okay, that's it for today's meeting. I will check out the rest of the matter. Before that, please don't jump to conclusions, so as not to affect the employees' working mood."
The tone is firm, and it means that he is telling the truth.
Those company executives wanted to teach him a lesson, but when they saw his bottomless cold eyes, they swallowed all their words. The person they represent now is Mr. Dong, who dares to disapprove.
So a meeting ended in such a strange atmosphere.
However, Cen Zhiqiao was not in a relaxed mood. Thinking about what the senior executive said just now, he became more and more confused.
Who could have leaked it? Why is it so strange?
General Manager's Office.
He Yan entered the door while making a phone call, and when he stepped in, he saw Dong Xuan standing up from the sofa.
He gave another instruction to the phone and then walked in.
"I told you to have a good rest at home, why did you disobey and run out again?"
He tugged on his tie. The meeting just now was very chaotic. He acted calm, but he was troubled in his heart. Now that he saw Dong Xuan, although his face looked a little better, he still didn't feel relaxed.
Dong Xuan came forward and said, "I heard that something happened to the company. I was worried, so I hurried over here."
He Yan patted her shoulder: "It's not a big deal, don't worry, I will take care of it."
Dong Xuan's consistent attitude of resisting everything on her own made Dong Xuan feel warm in her heart, but she also became more and more sober.
This was not the time to be immersed in his warmth, she had more important things to do.
Sitting down next to him, she curled her lips and said casually: "You still say it's okay. The design drafts for the next quarter have been stolen and you still say it's okay. You really don't know what to say.
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With the coquettish tone, He Yan couldn't help but smile, and turned to look at her. His brows that were originally frowning finally relaxed.
He said: "Telling you is just to make you worry. What's there to say?"
"Why not!" Dong Xuan raised her neck and snorted: "Don't underestimate me. Although I have been away from the country for many years, I can handle many things as well as you."
"Oh?" He Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.
"Then tell me what you think about this matter."
"Of course someone leaked the secret, and it was in the design department." He said firmly.
He Yan couldn't help but stop smiling, "How do you say this?"
Dong Xuan then leaned forward and said, "I have people in the design department. It is said that Cen Zhiqiao has a relationship with the people from Langson Clothing."
The voice is not loud, one word at a time.
He Yan's body froze: "Cen Zhiqiao? How is that possible!"
The sudden rise in tone made Dong Xuan's heart tremble. She glanced at him with a pair of watery eyes, and her heart suddenly sank again and again.
"Why are you reacting so loudly? It's not like I'm slandering her without any basis. It's true that the senior management of Langson Clothing sent her an invitation a few years ago and wanted to recruit her there. That's why I'm like this
explain."
Only then did He Yan realize that his reaction was too big. Before he even figured out what was going on, he looked away after hearing what Dong Xuan said.
"Sorry, I have reacted too much, but I have also been in contact with Manager Cen. She does not seem like the kind of person who would sell out the company. What's more, if she really has something to do with Langson, why didn't she jump to the other side instead of working as a director?
I'm working as an undercover agent, but I'm not acting in Infernal Affairs."
She said it as a joke, but Dong Xuan had no intention of laughing.
Looking at that handsome face, she felt her eyelids jump suddenly.
His reaction really made her too uneasy. It seemed that a quick decision was needed!
*
It was already after eight o'clock in the evening when Cen Zhiqiao left the company.
Meetings were held all afternoon. After the general meeting, there was a small meeting, and after the small meeting, there were meetings of each group. After all, something like this happened now. In addition to finding out the truth, it is more important to think about how to remedy it.
Fortunately, he called Tongtong early in the morning and entrusted her with lemons, so she was not in a hurry to go home after leaving the Dong family.
Before dinner, I was going to go to a nearby restaurant to have something to eat, but as soon as I walked out of the office area, I saw a black Audi A8 parked on the roadside.
The car window opened, revealing a familiar face. Cen Zhiqiao stood there and thought for a while, then walked over.
"Director Fang." This is Director Fang of Langson Clothing. He once invited Cen Zhiqiao to their company, but Cen Zhiqiao never took it seriously.
If things like today hadn't happened, Cen Zhiqiao might not have been able to remember that such a company had come. However, at this moment, she knew clearly that Fang Miao was here for her.
"Miss Cen, if you don't mind, how about having a cup of coffee together?" Fang Miao greeted with a smile.
Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, remembering the theft of the design draft, she hesitated, and then opened the car door.
The car started moving, melodious violin music fell into their ears, and both of them were silent.
After a long while, Fang Miao finally spoke: "Miss Cen, don't you have anything to ask me?"
Cen Zhiqiao raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Even if I didn't ask, you would have said, in that case, why bother talking."
Smart women always like to talk to people who are equally smart. Undoubtedly, for Fang Miao, Cen Zhiqiao is like this, so she smiled again.
"Okay, since that's the case, I'll go straight to the point. As I suggested before, how about coming to our company?"
This was not the first time he heard her say this. Cen Zhiqiao was not surprised at all. He just raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically: "They steal the design drawings of other companies. Do you think it is necessary for me to join such a team?"