But ten minutes.
The eting was over.
There wasn’t much to do today; Tang Qing was just dropping by. The real year-end summary conference would be held before the Spring Festival break, after the annual eting. Right now, everyone was busy with statistics and planning, and Tang Qing didn’t want to waste their ti.
After the eting.
Tang Qing headed to his own office.
Spotless.
It was about the sa size as his office at Sky Eye and was situated in the best location and orientation, where he could overlook everything. Because the Developnt Zone was situated on high ground, he could see the entire urban area of Qingyan City from here.
Qi Yan followed him in.
"Boss..."
The coquettish "Boss" made Tang Qing shudder.
Especially the elongated tone at the end of ’Boss,’ lingering and resonating with great sorrow.
"Stop, Sister Yan, just spit it out. What’s up? You’re giving the creeps," Tang Qing quickly conceded defeat. He didn’t have the skill to keep a stern face and assert authority over won; to him, it was absolutely lethal.
After Qin Shiqi had mastered this skill.
Tang Qing never expected that Qi Yan would also "evolve." Suddenly, the world seed quite frightening.
Qi Yan chuckled proudly, "Hehe, I knew the boss cared about his subordinates. It’s nothing much; it’s just that I have so design work I’d like you to try on. I sent you so much clothing, but when I call and ask you to take a photo wearing them and send it to , you never do. Do you not like them..."
"Stop, halt, my mistake. I’ll try them, but only for an hour, not a minute more. I have to check on Sky Eye later," Tang Qing interrupted Qi Yan before she could unleash her full arsenal on him.
This atmosphere definitely couldn’t turn into a tear-jerking lodrama.
"That’s settled, then. Let’s go."
As she spoke, Qi Yan pulled Tang Qing along to her studio.
As the company’s Vice President.
She managed the entirety of the company’s Design Departnt and its subsidiaries, but she hadn’t given up on her dream of being a clothing designer, persisting all this ti. Every ti she sent clothing to Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue, hers were always in the greatest quantity.
Upon arriving at the 15th-floor studio.
Tang Qing was thankful that Qi Yan didn’t take him to the Design Departnt’s fitting room; otherwise, he would definitely flee.
For the next hour.
Tang Qing once again beca a clothes hanger.
He probably did this once a year, so he resigned himself to it.
He could have kept a straight face, sternly chastising Qi Yan for conscripting the boss into trying on clothes, but seeing her excited state, he knew there was no ulterior motive. It was just joy at having a good platform to showcase her work.
"This one’s not bad. I’ll keep it for you and send it over later."
"I’ll have to check this color; it’s a bit tricky to pair. I rember sending you a pair of sport pants with a blue-grey edge last ti; you can try matching them."
"This color doesn’t suit you. I think changing it to..."
"..."
Tang Qing kept trying on clothes.
Qi Yan kept muttering nonstop.
In the end, Tang Qing even tried on the ’Annual eting outfit’ specifically designed for him by Sheng Tang Group. He had to admit, it was indeed blindingly flashy, even more so than the clothes designed for the celebrities.
"Sister Yan, this outfit, isn’t it a bit too much?" Tang Qing said with a wry smile as he looked at himself in the mirror.
"Too much? Our Sheng Tang is the contractor for this year’s annual eting outfits; it’s only natural to highlight you, the Chairman. Celebrities are secondary; you have to be the most eye-catching," Qi Yan asserted matter-of-factly.
For most people.
Celebrities are placed on a pedestal.
But for capital, celebrities are rely another type of capital, viewed within a clearly marked comrcial relationship, tangled with pure economic interests.
Therefore.
To Qi Yan, celebrities were only slightly more prominent than models.
Even if it were Uranus.
In Qi Yan’s view, he wouldn’t be the star of the annual eting; Tang Qing would be.
"..."
What else could Tang Qing say?
It was all a thoughtful gesture from the Design Departnt.
...
Leaving Sheng Tang.
Tang Qing arrived at Sky Eye.
With the ’insider information’ from Qi Yan.
Dou Jiao was already waiting at the entrance.
Just like at Sheng Tang, after a brief eting with Managent, and a few words, it was all over. As a supervisory institution, Sky Eye was responsible for collating data from all of Tang Qing’s companies, as well as statistical work from companies under Liu Qian, Chai Ren, Tang Kai, and others.
These days were incredibly hectic.
The entire weekend was also canceled.
Because before the end of the year, "Sky Eye" had to provide detailed statistical results to all enterprises and then report to the bosses of various service companies, calculate the service fees, and there was a heap of miscellaneous things to do, in addition to preparing for the Annual eting.
Dou Jiao was already so busy that her bags under her eyes had beco much more noticeable.
About this, Tang Qing really felt sorry, but due to the special function of Sky Eye, and under this corporate frawork, plus Dou Jiao’s dedication, it was impossible to reduce the workload.
Tang Qing’s office.
"You’ve worked Sister to death. I only realized at year-end how much work Sky Eye entails; it’s terrifying what kind of company you’ve created," Dou Jiao, the president, felt like she was about to lose her mind.
"There’s no other way. The reorganization of the business divisions next year should be able to reduce your workload." Tang Qing also felt helpless. Originally, Sky Eye served only its own enterprise, but now it had taken on so many supervisory companies.
There were also plans to expand business operations massively outside, and the current business division planning was a bit small.
Sky Eye had also identified the issue in ti.
Two months ago, Sky Eye began formulating plans for the business division reorganization.
Delegating authority, increasing the number of Level 2 departnts—this reorganization was estimated to be the last one within three years, but it was quite significant to accommodate future developnt.
"That’s the only solution."
...
January 18th.
Evening.
Qingyan City Airport.
Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue were standing at the entrance, his right hand rested on Lin Jiaxue’s shoulder, his arm bent, his fingertips gently caressing Lin Jiaxue’s pretty face and chin, feeling the smoothness.
Tang Qing was thoroughly enjoying himself.
Lin Jiaxue’s face remained slightly flushed. Fortunately, Lin Jiaxue never wore makeup, otherwise the rubbing would have removed a layer of powder from her face, and she definitely wouldn’t have allowed Tang Qing to be so ’reckless’.
Behind the two stood a very serious Liu Qian.
Because Chai Ren and Zheng Lin were about to arrive.
For Liu Qian, feeling nervous in the face of such scions was inevitable, looking at Tang Qing beside him being affectionate ’gleefully’ and Lin Jiaxue, who seed completely indifferent to their statuses, Liu Qian couldn’t help feeling envious.
He wished he could be as indifferent.
But he dared not.
Watching a group of people walking out.
Liu Qian instantly perked up, watching the exit intently.
Soon.
Familiar figures appeared in his line of sight.
"They’re here," Liu Qian prompted.
Following his gaze.
Tang Qing saw Chai Ren and his group.
Both n had brought their families along; this was the second ti Tang Qing was seeing Zheng Lin’s wife and daughter. The last ti was at Chai Ren’s wedding, a brief encounter without much interaction and they hadn’t seen each other since.
Besides the two.
There was also an unexpected guest.
Bao Kaiyu and Zhai Zhihua, surprisingly, these two had also co to join in the fun.
Tang Qing raised a hand in greeting.
Chai Ren and the others spotted them.
"Little Tang, I didn’t expect you to co and pick us up personally," Chai Ren ca forward and gave Tang Qing a hug, very warmly. Now he and Tang Qing were like comrades in arms, looking at each other with affection.
Tang Qing rolled his eyes playfully, jokingly saying, "With you, Chai the young master coming, dare I not welco you myself? Otherwise, next ti I go to Beijing, I’ll have to take a taxi from the airport. That’d be so embarrassing for ."
"Haha, don’t worry, that’ll never happen," Chai Ren didn’t care about Tang Qing’s tone at all.
"It’s okay, even without him, Chai the young master, you’ll still have ," Zheng Lin said, chiming in with a grin.
"Right, we’ve got cars too," Bao Kaiyu joined the banter.
Chai Ren gave them a look of disdain, "Go on, it’s none of your business, you freeloaders. You run faster than anyone when you hear there’s free food." He accidentally let slip that these two had latched onto him.
Thinking that since they knew Tang Qing, they might as well bring along these two foodies.
"It’s not like we’re mooching off of you," Zhai Zhihua said, unamused.
"..."
The group babbled for a bit.
Tang Qing got a proper glimpse of the verbal skills of the people from Beijing; it was sowhat terrifying. However, the won they brought along were quiet and well-behaved, chatting on the side and at the mont, Lin Jiaxue was amusing Zheng Lin’s daughter.
Twenty minutes later.
Tang Qing took them to Li Jianguo’s Seafood Restaurant.
He had previously promised to treat Liu Qian to a seafood feast, and now that Chai Ren and others had co, he decided to treat everyone to a good al there today.
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