Seeing Dong Yangli's panicked expression, Qing Mo's face was terrifyingly calm. His deep, abyss-like eyes seemed capable of seeing straight through to one's soul!
"Miss Dong Yangli, you need to understand that I am the one steering this group!"
"That thing you just brought out—no matter how many seals Gui Zang Xiangsan stamped on it, as long as I say it is useless, it is nothing but a sheet of waste paper!"
Hearing Qing Mo's icy tone, Dong Yangli, who had just been flustered, now had a flicker of terror appear in her eyes!
But before she could figure out how to continue speaking—
Qing Mo, seated across from Dong Yangli, slowly rose from the sofa. He turned and walked toward the chair behind the large desk, continuing to speak blandly with his back to her!
"Dong Jiren is a good employee. He works hard and takes his job seriously. That is good!"
"Although his carelessness caused the group losses of over a hundred million yen, I was still willing to give him another chance just now!"
"As for what you said before—Gui Zang Xiangsan simply having you serve as a secretary for three months would offset losses of over a hundred million yen?!"
"Heh! May I ask, Miss Dong Yangli, do you know how many secretaries more professional than you I could hire with over a hundred million yen? Do you know how much profit they could bring the group?"
Upon hearing Qing Mo's questions, Dong Yangli, sitting on the sofa, involuntarily clenched the hands resting on her thighs, her face gradually turning pale!
Knock, knock, knock...!
Having arrived behind the desk, Qing Mo lightly tapped the desktop before him. Every sound was like a knock upon Dong Yangli's heart!
"P-President! I...!"
Dong Yangli hurriedly rose from the sofa,