Qi Longbing spoke in a detached tone, then swiftly stood up and left the conference room with icy indifference.
All that remained were the department managers, wailing and moaning. Everyone looked on the brink of collapse. Only then did they truly understand that missing lunch or enduring long meetings were trivial matters. The real issue was this brutal "bloodletting"!
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Their bonuses were cut by two-thirds! Damn, it was like having both the fat and lean meat stripped away, leaving only bones—utterly useless! Without any meat on their bones, they’d be blown over by the wind, good for nothing but being stewed into a thin soup.
In short, President Qi was truly ruthless!
No, he definitely hadn’t planned this from the start. It was all because of that damn message someone sent. After reading it, his expression and mood changed drastically, and he ended up dragging us all down with him.
This was unforgivable!
If you had to send it, damn it, couldn’t you have waited until after the meeting? Would it have killed you?!
Unbeknownst to Yu Bao, he, their colleague and Special Assistant, had secretly become the most despised number one public enemy throughout Qi Imperial Court.
A black Ferrari soon sped out of Qi Imperial Court, heading towards its destination. Arriving at the side entrance of the Florence Academy of Fine Arts, Qi Longbing stopped the car.
Yu Bao, seeing the luxury car parked up front, immediately hurried over and flatteringly opened the driver’s door. "President Qi, you’ve arrived."
"Is she still there?" Qi Longbing asked, wearing sunglasses. His handsome, crimson lips were slightly pursed, his expression cool and unreadable.
"She is," Yu Bao answered. Realizing this wasn’t detailed enough, he quickly added, "Miss Hua has been inside the whole time; she hasn’t come out."
Qi Longbing said nothing, gazing towards the McDonald’s. Beneath his sunglasses, his eyes seemed to glint thoughtfully. "My card, you didn’t give it to her?"
Hearing this, Yu Bao broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly retrieved the Gold Card from his breast pocket and offered it with both hands. "President Qi, I reported to you at the first opportunity last time. Hua Xiaomo... she didn’t take your card..."
He spoke with extreme caution. It seems the boss, like many important people, was rather forgetful...
Qi Longbing glanced at the card and took it between two long fingers. After a moment, a quiet remark drifted from his handsome, well-defined lips, "So stubborn..."
Then, Qi Longbing slid one hand into his trouser pocket. As he brushed past Yu Bao, he tossed the card to him, his voice light and devoid of emotion. "Good job. This card is your reward. I’ll allow you an overdraft of fifty thousand."
With that, Qi Longbing casually brushed a stray lock of hair from his forehead with one hand and strode quickly towards the McDonald’s.
Yu Bao caught the card, utterly overwhelmed with surprise. Clasping the Gold Card with both hands, his narrow eyes shone. "President Qi, you’re truly my God of Wealth! No, you’re like my own parents!"
Overwhelmed with gratitude, Yu Bao watched Qi Longbing’s tall, elegant figure retreat, so moved he was almost in tears.
Anyone who dares to speak ill of President Qi is insulting my parents, and I’ll fight them to the death!
For a moment, the expressions flitting across the face of Yu Bao, President Qi’s fiercely loyal subordinate, were quite a spectacle.
"President Qi! President Qi! Mom and Dad! Mom and Dad! Go for it! Go for it! Miss Hua is your type! She’ll definitely be captivated by your charm!" Yu Bao exclaimed, gazing hopefully at Qi Longbing’s retreating figure.
He clenched his fists and pumped his arms up and down in an encouraging gesture.
When will Hua Xiaomo finally take a liking to our great President? Our President has always been so good! Only when the President is happy can we possibly get a raise! When, oh when, will Hua Xiaomo become Qi Longbing’s girlfriend?!