Chapter 9 (2/2)

If he remembered correctly, this proposal had been prepared by Qi Che five years ago. He was prepared to give it to Xu Hehe as a present for his 20th birthday. Back then, he had even participated in the discussion. Later on, when Xu Hehe betrayed him, the proposal had already been torn up by him personally. Since when had Qi Che quietly complied And it was exactly the same?

Did he miss out on any good shows during his absence Or else, was Qi Che’s brain damaged Making decisions that clearly did not conform to the company’s plans?

“Why are you dawdling? ” Qi Che had already lost his patience because of Leng Yunfeng’s expression. He knew what he was doing and did not need him to constantly remind him with his eyes.

“Alright! ” Leng Yunfeng shrugged and personally placed the business proposal on the projector.

It looked like Qi Che’s brain was not damaged, but someone’s brain was about to be damaged.

The words displayed on the half-large screen made everyone gasp. Only Qi Che had his arms crossed over his chest. His ink-black eyes were calm and profound, as if they could swallow everything. It was shocking.

“this… does not conform to the COMPANY’S OVERALL DEVELOPMENT PLAN! ”

“The overall profit period is too long. ”

“How long will it take to complete? ”

Qi Che’s words instantly made the manager of the International Financial Investment Company feel that his future was bleak. God, send someone to eliminate this devil, Qi Che!

The others present could not bear to look at his expression. It was truly worse than death.

The brilliant golden hands of the vcs were destined to be destroyed by Qi Che’s hands. They did not even have any hope of persuading him.

“three… three months? ”

“That’s too long. I’ll give you a month to do the actual operation, no matter the cost. ”

“No matter the cost? ” Manager Qian suddenly felt as if a dark cloud was hanging over him. The notes flew away in front of him, and he even sneered at him as they flew.

Coming out of the meeting room, Qi Che walked with relaxed steps. The rest of the people were all dejected, attracting du Jue’s surprised gaze.

“President, what’s going on? ” Du Jue couldn’t help but ask after arriving at the office.

Reaching out to open the folder on the desk, Qi Che said without raising his head, “you deserve a slap! ”

“You… deserve a slap? ” What a sharp explanation …