Young Master in Flower City Chapter 179 - 180: Move the Meeting Room to the Planning Dep

As soon as Ye Qingcheng said this, the senior executives of each major departnt present couldn't possibly not know what Ye Qingcheng's words ant. It ant that the lottery ticket really had fourteen billion on it.

What puzzled many people was why Luo Bing wanted to inject this money into Qingcheng International. Given Qingcheng International's current situation, it could be a complete loss. Injecting funds now, isn't that just too foolish?

More than foolish, it's downright idiotic. Anyone with a bit of sense wouldn't inject funds into Qingcheng International at this ti.

And if any of them had this amount of money, they'd probably quit imdiately, let alone invest it.

Does she have business acun? No.

Anyone with a bit of business acun wouldn't choose to invest in Qingcheng International right now, would they?

However, Luo Bing didn't even think before she said, "Confird!"

Luo Bing didn't care much about money; she thought as long as it was enough to spend, it was fine. So she chose to invest in Qingcheng International. After all, she had been working at Qingcheng International since she graduated, so she had so feelings for it. Besides, although President Ye Qingcheng seed cold on the surface, she did care for her employees. Otherwise, the benefits at Qingcheng International wouldn't be twice those outside.

"Alright!" Ye Qingcheng nodded, looking to her secretary Xiao Lan, and continued, "Draft a docunt for a shareholding in Qingcheng International for !"

"Yes, president!" Xiao Lan turned and left the office. Five minutes later, she returned, holding a docunt and handed it to Ye Qingcheng, along with a pen.

Ye Qingcheng spoke, "As long as Qingcheng International gets through this difficult ti, you will be a shareholder of Qingcheng International, holding ten percent of the shares. Please sign now!"

Ten percent shareholding carries a significant amount of power in Qingcheng International. You should know that President Ye Qingcheng currently only holds thirty percent of the shares, making her the largest shareholder of Qingcheng International.

Ye Qingcheng continued, "Signing doesn't an your money will be imdiately invested in Qingcheng International. It will only take effect after the shareholders' eting and when those shareholders unanimously agree!"

"No problem!" Luo Bing smiled slightly and casually picked up the pen, scribbling her na on the docunt.

Ye Qingcheng nodded and then picked up the lottery ticket, speaking, "Take this lottery ticket back for now. It will only count as a formal investnt after the shareholders' eting!"

"No need!" Luo Bing smiled lightly, "I trust you!"

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng was suddenly stunned. "I trust you." These four words seed ordinary but now they were worth fourteen billion.

Before the shareholders' eting, without those shareholders' handwritten signatures on the docunt, it wouldn't be effective.

Before it beca effective, Luo Bing handed over fourteen billion to her, Ye Qingcheng, only saying, "I trust you." The weight of these four words is evident.

It was as if Luo Bing handed fourteen billion to Ye Qingcheng, and Ye Qingcheng only gave Luo Bing a verbal promise. If it were soone narrow-minded, they might imdiately swallow Luo Bing's fourteen billion.

"If that's the case, then let's decide it this way!" Ye Qingcheng showed no politeness, knowing this was not the ti for it. She continued, "Then make the call!"

"Okay!" Luo Bing nodded, then took out her phone, dialed a number, and soon the call was connected, "Lin Xin, is that guy at work?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xin from the planning departnt glanced at Xiao Tianyu and responded, "He is!"

"Let him answer the phone!"

"Alright!" Lin Xin nodded, walking over to Xiao Tianyu in her high heels, "Tianyu, your phone!"

"Oh!" Xiao Tianyu lazily replied, making Lin Xin pause, "It's the manager's call!"

"Tell her I'm sleeping and don't have ti to take the call!"

"..." Lin Xin was dumbfounded. This... does this guy really take sleeping as a serious matter? Not even answering the manager's call—aren't you afraid of getting fired?

In the eting room, Luo Bing naturally heard Xiao Tianyu's lazy tone over the phone, almost causing her to gasp in anger, "I'm sleeping, don't have ti?" Damn it, it's working hours, and you have the nerve to say you don't have ti?

What's more, there are so many people here. Is this bastard deliberately trying to embarrass ?

Seeing the strange looks from many people, Luo Bing felt embarrassed. A dignified planning departnt manager couldn't even get a typist to answer the phone—what's going on here?

On the other side, Lin Xin could even feel Luo Bing's chill through the phone, so she placed her slender hand on Xiao Tianyu's thigh and gave it a hard pinch.

"Ah... it was that nasty woman pinching !" Xiao Tianyu scrambled up, Lin Xin gave him a look, "Awake now?"

"You..." Xiao Tianyu shot a cold gaze, causing Lin Xin to shiver, but she still spoke, "I'm only doing it for your good!"

For my good, by pinching ?

If it weren't for the fact that Lin Xin was as powerless as a chicken, Xiao Tianyu really wanted to give her a beating.

He then picked up the phone with a snort, "What is it?"

"Sleeping at work, you're quite sothing, aren't you?"

"Once the work is done, why not sleep?" Xiao Tianyu retorted, making the Luo Bing on the other end fu, and she coldly said, "The president wants you to co to the eting room for a eting!"

"No ti!"

"You..."

Xiao Tianyu interrupted, "I'm just a typist. Attending etings is none of my business. I still have work to do!"

Eh~

Still have work?

On the other end of the phone, Luo Bing was utterly speechless. Didn't this bastard just say his work was done?

Ye Qingcheng took the phone and spoke, "Is this Xiao Tianyu?"

"Yes!" Wait, this... this voice sounds familiar. Where have I heard it before? Xiao Tianyu was stunned, quite sure he had heard this voice sowhere.

However, before Xiao Tianyu could react, Ye Qingcheng continued, "I'm the president of Qingcheng International, now asking you to co to the eting room for a eting to discuss Qingcheng International's issues. Please co by!"

"I'm just a typist!" Xiao Tianyu replied earnestly.

"A typist is also an employee of Qingcheng International. Now that Qingcheng International is in trouble, shouldn't you also contribute?"

Ye Qingcheng's words were indeed polite.

She continued, "I know you're talented. I have reviewed your past tests, and your answers were very good. Also, your work was arranged by personally, which might be unfair to you, so I sincerely apologize. Now, I solemnly promise you will be a senior executive of Qingcheng International. Please co to the eting imdiately!"

"I think being a typist is great, so I have no interest in being a senior executive!" Xiao Tianyu bluntly refused. Being a senior executive is much more troubleso, with so much work every day. Being a typist is much better; you can sleep whenever you want. There's no comparison between the two.

"..." On the other end of the phone, Ye Qingcheng was at a loss for words. Most people would fight tooth and nail to climb up, but this guy prefers to stay put, unambitious—a true maverick.

Ye Qingcheng wanted to ask, where's your ambition? Did a dog eat it?

Then, Ye Qingcheng said, "Even if you're a typist, you're still a part of Qingcheng International. Now that Qingcheng International is in a critical period, don't you also have the responsibility to discuss and co up with your solutions?"

"Sure, just move the eting room to the planning departnt," Xiao Tianyu said blandly.

"..." On the other end, silence reigned.