Ye Jian logged into the virtual conference room. Under the outlines of several pillars of light, several figures appeared around the conference table.
There had originally been more than a dozen heads of branch offices.
But when Ye Jian swept his gaze around, he found that only three people had come to this meeting.
The enormous virtual conference room seemed especially deserted.
The four of them stared at one another, and the atmosphere grew somewhat awkward.
"So few?"
Ye Jian muttered to himself. He remembered that five people had attended the last monthly meeting, yet two more were missing now.
"Where are they? Don't tell me they got killed again?"
"No idea!"
The three managers looked completely bewildered and shook their heads.
One of them spoke up.
"I was still in touch with Old Wang a couple days ago. Nothing should have happened to him, right?"
"Oh..."
Ye Jian nodded. The Jiangbei Zombie Horde had already swept into the Northern Border, so those still alive now would basically not be attacked.
He figured those two might have overslept and missed the meeting.
Ye Jian was fairly easygoing and very understanding toward his subordinates. If they did not come, then so be it. Getting proper rest was more important.
"Then tell me, you three. How have things been lately?"
"Boss Ye, nothing much on our end. It's just that quite a few of our people have secretly run away. Seeing the company in decline, they all fled to the shelters."
One of the managers said.
"Mm..."
Ye Jian nodded in understanding. As the saying went, people climbed upward while water flowed downward. Seeing Tech Company becoming increasingly desolate, some had left to seek another way to make a living.
Under the old rules and regulations, they would all have been traitors