The green camphor tree has a deep view

"You...I..." Gu Jia wanted to say that they were engaged, but was afraid that Song Jingshen would say "the engagement doesn't count", so she hesitated for a while, her eyes red.

Wen Qing didn't want to get involved in their lawsuit, so she lowered her head, tugged at Zhu Yu, and pulled her into the meeting room.

"I didn't expect that the daughter of the Gu family would end up like this." Zhu Yu sighed, "From the looks of it, Mr. Song doesn't have that kind of interest in her. She must feel bad for being ignored!"

Wen Qing curled her lips and said, "Only he knows whether it's interesting or not, outsiders can't tell."

"That's true," Zhu Yu nodded, "We can't understand the affairs of rich people."

As they were chatting, they suddenly heard strong footsteps coming from the door. They looked up and saw Song Jingshen striding in, standing on the podium, and looking down with sharp eyes.

There were about 30 people in the audience, almost filling the entire room. Today was the first time the project leader made his official appearance, and everyone looked up to wait for him to speak. The conference room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Song Jingshen glanced at everyone, his face showing an expression of being in control.

"Hello everyone, I'm Song Jingshen, the founder and chairman of Jingshen Technology, and the leader of this project." His voice is deep and rich, and he carries the awe-inspiring aura of a superior.

"Different from the familiar process, this meeting will start with the profit analysis of the project and work backwards to the scientific research division of labor, grouping and progress planning of each group. Next, I will explain the profit model of this base station project, as well as the operation and profit distribution methods of similar projects internationally."

After saying that, Song Jingshen reached out and pulled over the whiteboard beside him, turned his back, and began to write with a marker in a casual and fluent manner.

"You know what, apart from his identity as a CEO, he is really a handsome guy." Zhu Yu held his chin with his hand and said infatuatedly, "Look at his head-to-body ratio, his muscle mass, and his inverted triangle back. You can tell he has trained hard."

"You can even see the muscle mass?" Wen Qing said disapprovingly.

"What are you so serious about?" Zhu Yu glared at her. "When you are dressed, you look thin, but when you are undressed, you have flesh. Haven't you heard of that?"

Wen Qing rolled her eyes as a reply.

After Song Jingshen finished drawing a simple model chart, he turned around and talked to the audience: "The profit sources of the base station project mainly come from three items: equipment sales, equipment maintenance and enterprise services. The foundation of these three businesses lies in the successful trial operation of the equipment. Our task is to build the operation, maintenance and service teams at the same time to prepare for business expansion after the successful trial operation."

Wen Qing was a little surprised. She had always thought that the scientific research team was only responsible for the implementation of the project. She didn't expect Song Jingshen to be so ambitious and go all the way to business expansion.

She opened the notebook, tore off a piece of paper, wrote "Great at drawing cakes", and then nudged Zhu Yu with her elbow.

Zhu Yu leaned over to take a look, chuckled, lowered his head, wrote a few words on the notebook and handed it back.

There were eight big words written on the page: "Seize the opportunity, no time to lose."

Wen Qing took a look, then pursed her lips and said nothing.

On the podium, Song Jingshen introduced the profit model and began to talk about the preliminary division of labor and scientific research progress planning. This is a familiar field for students in the Department of Electronics, and everyone picked up their notebooks and started taking notes.

"Before this meeting, I held several meetings with the core members of the project team and made some rough arrangements for grouping and division of labor." Song Jingshen said, smiling at a balding man in the front row, "Dr. Zhao Jin, please distribute the relevant forms."

Zhao Jin stood up, turned around and looked at the room full of junior brothers and sisters, and waved a thick stack of papers in his hand: "The paper version is here with me, and I will distribute it one by one later. The electronic version is posted in the group announcement. Due to confidentiality regulations, we have made a read-only version for everyone to review. If you have any objections to the division of labor and grouping, please write them down one by one on the paper version and give it to me. I will summarize it and give it to President Song."

After he finished speaking, there was a rustling sound in the room, and papers were slowly distributed from the front row. Everyone picked up their phones and, through a preliminary division of labor, secretly assessed how much importance they had in Song Jingshen's eyes.

Zhu Yu nudged Wen Qing with his elbow: "Sure enough, you are assigned to our data group."

"That's great, Senior Sister, you are the team leader." Wen Qing smiled with curved eyebrows, "Now I feel relieved."

"You feel relieved, but I have to worry." Zhu Yu pointed at the names of the other two team members under her name, "These two men are likely to leave me."

"Why?" Wen Qing asked curiously. The two boys were undergraduates like her, so it was just right for them to work on a project under a master's degree.

"The work of the data group is relatively marginal, and they won't be content to just do data." Zhu Yu pointed to the front row and said, "Look, aren't they in a hurry to find Zhao Jin?"

Wen Qing then looked towards the front row and found that Zhao Jin was gesticulating and explaining something to the two boys while glancing over here with some worry in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhao seems worried that we can't handle it," Wen Qing said, "How about you go and recruit a few more people?"

"Everyone has their own job, who can I recruit now?" Zhu Yu complained unhappily, "Unless you recruit a boyfriend from this group of men, I think everyone will sign up enthusiastically."

Wen Qing laughed and retorted, "Why not ask Senior Brother Jiang to come? He will definitely die for you."

"Him?" Zhu Yu said with disdain, "Even though he is good at experiments, he is not as good as you in processing data."

As they were talking, Wen Qing suddenly saw Zhao Jin walk out of the front row and towards them. She quickly stood up and shouted from a distance, "Senior Brother Zhao!"

"Why are you standing up? Sit down!"

Zhao Jin patted her shoulder gently, and after she sat down, he supported the table with both hands and said earnestly: "Du Haoyu and Chen Peng don't want to do the data, and we can't find anyone else for the time being. Can you two hold on for a while?"

Wen Qing lowered her head and remained silent.

Zhu Yu asked bluntly, "Do you want to hold on for a while, or hold on until the end?"

"Honestly speaking, it's hard to say." Zhao Jin smiled apologetically, "But Mr. Song promised to find someone to help from Depth of Field Technology."

"I'm afraid the people at Depth of Field Technology won't report the progress of their work to me." Zhu Yu said expressionlessly, "If there is any delay, how will the responsibility be divided?"

"The data detection tasks are easier to divide into blocks, so we can do dual reporting. Your progress report will be to the team, and theirs will be to Mr. Song."

"What if cross-verification is needed?" Zhu Yu asked again, "Cross-verification requires close cooperation and joint responsibility on both sides. I'm afraid dual-line reporting won't work."

Zhao Jin pondered for a while and said decisively: "Then you will take the lead in reporting to President Song, how about that?"

"Sure." Zhu Yu agreed readily and smiled at Zhao Jin, "Don't forget that our junior sister is in the data group. You need to take care of her more!"

"Senior Sister!" Wen Qing blushed with embarrassment and kicked Zhu Yu hard.

Zhao Jin looked at her deeply for a few times, then smiled and said, "It's my duty to take care of you. There are only two of you in the data group for now. If you encounter something that you can't handle, you must tell me in advance."

Wen Qing nodded towards the table, and only raised her head slowly after Zhao Jin left. Her shy look was as pure and beautiful as a first blooming peach blossom.

Song Jingshen on the stage watched all this silently, his face as gloomy as water, but the evil fire in his body was raging.