Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

The two brothers wrote the report with gritted teeth, but it was rejected without a doubt. In Xie Xian's words, without specific data, how to formulate and implement strategies and control risks requires analyzing and predicting the prospects from multiple dimensions.

Finally, the best solution was selected and named Yue Industry.

This is so different from the clerical work they previously knew that it made them question their lives.

The Zuo brothers are so busy with work that their lives are worse than death.

Xie Xian complained, I just wanted to be a CEO, but who knew I would have to be taught step by step, it’s too difficult for me!

Then the two brothers of the Zuo family had a new understanding of the word industry. They were shocked to hear the word industry today. Zuo Wei said, "The lady's request is indeed a bit high."

"No, I think you guys did a great job!"

“From the one ship we started with to the three ships we have now, I am quite satisfied with these monthly reports and market surveys.”

"Oh, right! The fruit in Jiaozhou is selling very well. Let's collect some that can be made into dried fruit and find some people to make more. We can definitely sell them for a good price when we bring them to the north."

Zuo Wei and Zuo Ci looked at each other and wailed in their hearts! Here it comes again, their boss comes again with her money-making ideas. Whenever Xie Xianxin comes up with an idea, they have to organize people to practice it, and then no matter whether it makes money or not, a product report cannot be avoided.

Of course, Xie Xian was also generous. As long as there was money to be made, others would get wages, but he and Zuo Ci would get dividends. After hearing the definition of dividends from Qingdai for the first time, Zuo Wei and Zuo Ci knew they could not leave.

It’s simple, the boss gives too much.

Then the two of them were in pain and happiness, working hard under Xie Xian's "I have an idea".

Now hearing Xie Xian say that she wanted to recruit some people, Zuo Wei sighed inwardly. He knew in his heart that his mistress was good at long-term planning, and the original intention of coming to Kuaiji this time was to recruit talents.

"This is a grand gathering of elegant conversation, and famous people from all over the country will gather together, but the lady's requirements..." Zuo Wei was thinking in his heart, how can he let Xie Xian know in a tactful way that her recruitment standards are a bit high.

Xie Xian said that her business was nothing and that all she needed was a knowledge of accounting. According to her, these famous people in Daxia were comparable to those in 985 and 211 universities and were basically the best talents selected from thousands of people.

Her small township enterprise was not even well-known beyond Chen County and had little presence in Daxia, so it was normal that she could not recruit any talent.

In fact, through the practice and inference of the two brothers of the Zuo family, they concluded that the work under Xie Xian required very high numerology, quick learning ability, and a flexible mind, especially the need to keep up with the boss's fast thinking.

Otherwise, Xie Xian would say things like, "No way! Don't you know this?" and "Isn't this common sense?" and so on, attacking them indiscriminately.

Various account books and statistical summary work require strong analytical skills, and even Ji Yuanyi, who claims to be a great talent, called it outrageous.

"The management model of the Lady Xie can be directly applied to a county or a state. Perhaps none of the departments in the court are so sophisticated." In short, it's a waste of talent.

But in Xie Xian's eyes, it seemed that things should be this way. Some of the regulations she proposed were so thorough in their understanding of human nature and so precise in their grasp that it was chilling.

Xie Xian said it casually, as if she didn't need to think about it. All these things made them feel a strong sense of disobedience, but they didn't know what was wrong.

Ji Yuanyi discussed with them for a few days and then tactfully said goodbye. Although Xie Xian did not chase him away, he kept asking Xie Xian to take out one secret technique after another.

Ji Yuanyi retreated. As a senior disciple of the Confucian sect, it was impossible for him to be a counselor to a small viscount. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to leave. "The mistress of the Xie family is so terrifying."

So, Xie Xian now told them that she was still short of people and wanted to recruit people at the Qing Tan Grand Meeting.

She had to find someone who was willing to work for her among those celebrities who talked about love and romance every day, turned a blind eye to people's livelihood, and were obsessed with cultivating immortals.

"Do you two gentlemen also think that Xian is daydreaming?" Xie Xian felt a little embarrassed. This kind of high-end gathering really required too high a family background, and Xie Xian was weak in this aspect.

What's even more unfavorable is that it is said that the Grand Princess is also interested in recruiting celebrities for Kuaiji recently, so when people hear about the female master, they will compare her with the Grand Princess, and her level has been lowered a lot.

Xie Xian never expected that the eldest princess's public relations crisis would also bring her misfortune.

I was hit by an arrow for no apparent reason. It was totally an unexpected disaster.

Seeing the embarrassment on the two people's faces, Xie Xian sighed: "Okay, forget about the embarrassment."

Xie Xian believes that as long as I give up quickly enough, failure will not catch up with me.

I took a look at the gold-embossed invitation on the table and felt so worried that my hair was pulling.

The two brothers Zuo Wei looked at each other and smiled bitterly. How could they explain to Xie Xian that eight out of ten of those celebrities would not pass her so-called recruitment standards?

Forget it. The boss wasn’t insisting on this anyway. Before they could even say a word of advice, Xie Xian gave up.

In a manor in the Kuaiji Mountains, a young man holding a flute looked at the moon in the sky and murmured, "I wonder if the lady still remembers Aji."

The manor was luxurious and elegant. The dozens of courtyards on the side were already full of people, all of them beautiful women. The sweet laughter of women could be heard from afar.

An old woman's voice came from behind the young man: "You Ji, why don't you accept the nobleman's invitation and live in the West Hill Villa? These actors are still noisy and unruly in the middle of the night. I am an old woman who has fallen asleep and was woken up again. I am very upset!"

"Aunt Yin, this is an opera house. If not for those actors, who else can live here?" You Ji had a smile on his face, but it did not show in his eyes.

"Aunt is probably worried about the Qingtan Festival! Ji can't sleep either."

Hua Yin looked at the handsome young man in front of him and sighed: "You rejected the noble's invitation and offended the noble. What should you do if you lose the competition in the event?"

"I have no say over who the nobles are willing to support. Even if I grant their wishes, how many people can I win over in just a few days?"

"Forget it. Now that you have been called a great master, I, an old woman, can't control you anymore." As an old zither player, Hua Yin knew very well that those nobles had the intention of inviting You Ji to their homes.

But she was really unwilling to give up. A young person's youth only lasts a few years, like a flash in the pan. How could she be willing to give up if she didn't strive to be the first?

You Ji looked unhappy and said with a gloomy face: "Aunt Yin, have you forgotten that You Ji has an owner?"

The bow flashed before his eyes, a glimpse like a god, Hua Yin's expression changed again and again, and he sighed and said: "Forget it, it's up to you!"