Chapter 20

Zhang Chongwei also stood to see him off. "Take care, Young Mr. Qin."

Across from him,

Qin Andong's face had already darkened.

From beginning to end, Qin You had acted as if he didn't exist, without even sparing him a glance.

Qin You was the first person at the Qin Group to make him lose face like this!

Someone beside him leaned closer. "President Qin, look at our general manager. He certainly has an imposing air."

Qin Andong gave a cold smile.

General manager?

He hadn't even taken over the Qin Group yet, and he was already this disrespectful to his elders. If he really took control of the company, it was easy to imagine what would happen to old fellows like them.

He looked toward the door.

First at the Qin Residence, then at the company, he had extended an olive branch to Qin You several times, but Qin You himself had never responded, sending Cui Ling to fob him off instead. And now he had been treated like this at the meeting.

An imposing air? They'd see about that. They'd see whose air lasted to the end!

In front of the elevator,

Cui Ling looked at Qin You's back, wanting to speak but hesitating.

As they left, he had noticed Qin Andong's expression.

The second-generation heir had finally come to the company to handle real work, and the first thing he had done was offend a shareholder.

He couldn't help stepping forward. "Young Mr. Qin, Vice President Qin is a member of the board and the shareholder with the largest stake among the Qin Household's collateral branches. Because he's the chairman's youngest brother, many of the smaller shareholders in the collateral branches are close to him, and he has quite a bit of influence on the board. Just now..."

He wanted to say that Qin You shouldn't have offended him so readily.

Even if he disliked Qin Andong, he should have maintained the outward courtesies. That way, everyone could save face, and Qin Andong wouldn't have done anything.

But Qin You had made it clear he couldn't be bothered with Qin Andong. Whether the man was throwing his weight around as an elder or provoking him, Qin You hadn't even bothered to humor him. In front of so many people, Qin Andong could hardly save face.

At that thought, Cui Ling looked at Qin You again, only to see him send a message on his phone and give him a cursory glance.

"The important business is done. Why are you still here?"

Only then did Cui Ling remember.

Earlier, because he had said a few extra words in front of Yan Tingshen, the second-generation heir had reassigned him.

Qin You put away his phone. "Where's the new hire?"

As long as he didn't take over the Qin Group's mess, he could cut through every trouble swiftly.

If the system hadn't insisted that a "tyrannical villain" needed a "tyrannical status" to complete the mission, he could have yielded the general manager's position to someone more qualified too.

Cui Ling followed him into the elevator. "...Waiting for you in the office."

"Mm," Qin You said.

The elevator fell silent, and Cui Ling found it hard to bear.

He considered himself inferior to Qin You in the composure and calm he had displayed at the meeting.

It was precisely because Qin You had remained so unruffled in the face of change that Cui Ling was even less willing to see him waste his time like this, indulging in games and idling around every day.

It had been half a month. It was time to get down to business!

But he had just been punished for talking too much. If he said anything else Qin You didn't like to hear...

While Cui Ling hesitated, the elevator doors opened.

Qin You returned to his office. Before long, a young man came in behind Cui Ling.

The young man carried a cup of warm coffee to Qin You's desk. "Young Mr. Qin, I'm your new secretary. If you need anything in the future, just let me know!"

As he spoke, he took a soft cushion from the sofa and brought it to Qin You. "Oh, I heard you injured your left arm and needed stitches. I prepared this cushion for you to put on your lap. It'll help prevent swelling and make you more comfortable."

Qin You let him do as he pleased. When he rested his arm on it, it did feel quite nice.

Seeing Qin You look over, the young man smiled. "Young Mr. Qin, what do you think?"

Qin You smiled too. "Very good."

With that, he waved a hand. "Go put together my schedule for today."

The young man froze and instinctively looked at Cui Ling.

Cui Ling: "..."

What schedule did the second-generation heir have?

The meeting was over, and he wasn't sitting in on the work that followed. Was he supposed to write down a whole day of playing games...?

But his subordinate was asking for help, so he gave him direction with a nod.

The young man left, bewildered.

Hearing the door close, Cui Ling turned to Qin You. "Young Mr. Qin, he—"

"Get another one," Qin You said.

"..." Cui Ling watched him adjust the cushion into a more comfortable position and couldn't help asking, "Why?"

"He's too considerate," Qin You said.

"..." Cui Ling didn't understand, nor did he want to. "I understand."

The system was puzzled too: [Host, why don't you want this new secretary? He's so eager to please you. Wouldn't it be comfortable to have him wait on you?]

Qin You said, [There's no need.]

No one was born knowing how to please others, and he didn't need anyone waiting on him.

The new secretary was quite sharp. In his previous life, he might have kept him on, but now he didn't need to manage the company and had a "beloved" who was not accepted. A sharp secretary would be more trouble than Cui Ling.

After all, an employee who knew how to flatter people and put it into practice with precision might not only know how to flatter his immediate superior.

The system said regretfully, [Oh...]

Not long afterward,

Cui Ling knocked and brought another new hire inside.

The newcomer entered and placed a document on the desk. "President Qin, this is today's schedule."

Qin You first opened the document, then looked up at her.

She had short hair and wore an androgynous dark suit, looking very capable.

Meeting Qin You's gaze, she said, "My name is Peng Ying. Is there anything else you need, President Qin?"

"No. Get back to work," Qin You said.

Peng Ying turned and left without hesitation.

Cui Ling looked at Qin You.

Qin You nodded. "She's the one."

"..." Cui Ling silently took the cup of coffee that had gone cold on the desk, then turned and left as well.

After going out, he watched for a while.

Only three minutes passed before Qin You's voice came over the intercom on Peng Ying's desk.

"Bring me a tablet."

"All right."

Peng Ying went in.

Peng Ying came out.

Cui Ling watched with a complicated expression.

The second-generation heir liked this kind of employee?

Inside the office,

after idling away an hour, Qin You glanced at the time and was about to take out his phone when the system suddenly issued a notification without warning.

[Plot point triggered.]

[The target and the protagonist have had a misunderstanding. Please find a way to clear it up, host.]

A misunderstanding?

Qin You asked the system, [There's no time limit this time?]

In previous missions, the target would have an accident within a time limit, and he would need to go to the rescue.

This time, the wording had changed. Not only was there no accident, there wasn't even a mission deadline.

Judging by the notification alone, the mission itself was vaguely worded too.

The system said, [Huh? Let me see... Wow, there really doesn't seem to be one!]

Qin You: "..."

He didn't ask any further and looked at the mission details on the panel.

It had been less than two hours since he left the hospital.

What misunderstanding could have arisen between the target and the protagonist in such a short time?

Chapter 20

Before Qin You could see the details, an email arrived from Cui Ling.

A knock on the door followed.

"Come in."

Cui Ling opened and closed the door, walked over to Qin You, and placed a document on the desk. "Young Mr. Qin, this is the rough record President Zhang of Kaiqiang sent over. I've already emailed you the detailed summary."

Qin You made a show of turning a page, then withdrew his hand. "Mm."

The corner of Cui Ling's eye twitched. "..."

He seriously doubted the second-generation heir had even seen whether there was anything written inside.

But he had nothing to say. He simply clenched his fist and pretended the tablet going "ding ding, clang clang" didn't exist as he continued, "Also, the public relations department still hasn't released the first statement."

Without looking up, Qin You said, "Tell Vice President Qi I want to see the first statement within ten minutes, and an average of five per hour after that. If he can't do it, he can take responsibility and resign. He doesn't need to come to work tomorrow."

He wasn't idle enough to go after the board.

But dealing with a live-in son-in-law who depended on the Qin Household and had no power base of his own took only a word.

If Qi Hailiang was willing to be a pawn, he also needed to consider whether he carried enough weight.

As for today's little trouble,

since the acquisition of Kaiqiang had gone smoothly in the original story, it wouldn't actually cause the Qin Group any losses. If someone with ulterior motives harmed the company's interests to set him up, then that person would be the one in real trouble.

Cui Ling nodded. "All right."

He was about to explain another document. "This—"

"That's enough."

Qin You cut him off. "Handle the rest as you see fit."

Cui Ling said, "Young Mr. Qin, I wouldn't dare go against the chairman's wishes."

"The chairman told me to handle it. He didn't tell me to do everything personally. For a minor problem like this, how detailed a plan do you want? By your logic, what, do I need to draft the PR statements and fix Kaiqiang's code too?" Qin You said.

Cui Ling was taken aback. "That's not what I meant..."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Qin You said.

Cui Ling stood there, hesitating for a long time.

Admittedly, Qin You was right. For a general manager, providing a clear direction was more than enough. If he did everything himself, what did he need employees for?

Under normal circumstances, he certainly wouldn't have said anything about the same issue. But this was a test the chairman had given him, and Cui Ling couldn't help feeling that doing it this way wasn't right...

It was just...

Cui Ling looked again at Qin You behind the desk.

It was already rare enough that the second-generation heir had stayed at the company today, casually produced a set of countermeasures, and personally followed up on the matter throughout.

At that thought, Cui Ling said, "All right, I'll take care of it now."

He was about to introduce the third item he needed to explain when he saw Qin You seem to remember something and finally look up at him.