"Mr. Wang, could you be more specific?"
Xie Hui looked at Wang Xiaoliang, then at the others.
"You've all seen the location. The front entrance faces the intersection, and the back entrance connects to our courtyard. There are three residential communities nearby, an office building, a commercial complex under construction, and three government offices. There isn't a single decent supermarket within five hundred meters."
He turned around.
"It's ideal for a supermarket."
Li Yongling stopped writing and looked up.
"Mr. Wang, let me interrupt."
"You previously proposed renovating the storefronts, with the company paying for it. Now you're suggesting we pool our money to rent them and open a supermarket. This..."
She paused for two seconds, weighing her words.
"Wouldn't that count as using company resources for personal gain?"
The words landed on the table, blunt and hard.
Cui Wanqiu's pen hovered in midair, not daring to touch the paper. Yi Jiahui picked up her phone. The corner of Xie Hui's mouth twitched.
Li Shumei kept her head lowered, counting the lines in the tabletop with her finger.
Wang Xiaoliang wasn't angry. If anything, he felt reassured-every team needed someone like this. With her accounting background, she was naturally sensitive to the boundaries of financial interests. Not asking what needed to be asked would have been the real red flag.
He couldn't help remembering when he first met Kong Xiuyun.
"Accountant Li is right. We need to get this straight."
He sat back down.
"The renovation expenses went through the company's accounts, and the property still belongs to the company afterward. Any increase in value belongs to the company too. We just have to pay the market rent, every last cent."
"Also, we won't be running it. It basically won't interfere with our working hours."
Xie Hui raised an eyebrow.