Generally speaking, when a leader went crazy, the people below stopped them.
For a normal company or corporation to survive, it was often not because its leader was especially rational or wise, but simply because they listened when others tried to talk them down while they were screwing around, or because multiple internal factions kept each other in check. That turned their reckless antics into half-hearted nonsense instead of letting their destructive power fully erupt.
If no one stopped them, then all one could do was hope the leader truly was some godlike figure. Even if they had originally been rational and wise, if everyone inside did nothing but sing their praises, there was a high chance they would swell into some absurd monstrosity and bury the company with one wave of operations.
Why did so many second-generation successors seem fine just after taking over, only to ruin everything with some new move a few years later? Often, it was because they had just completed an internal purge, gotten rid of the old hands and uncle generation, and, with no one left inside to keep them in check, slammed the gas toward the unknown.
The higher-ups tossed out "grand objectives," nothing below obstructed them, and all the veterans and old core members had been cleared out. If the project merely spun its wheels, that was actually a good thing. The real reason such colossal entities could suddenly die was when it truly reached the grassroots level and charged headlong into the unknown.
"Anyway, I want to do this. Come up with a plan for me, and think of a strategic objective while you're at it."
Lu PingAn had acted like this kind of "willful superior" more than once or twice, but this time, he was especially outrageous.
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