Reborn with the ability to read minds, I became a heartthrob.

Song Yufei retorted righteously, "Only losers get laughed at. Besides, if you're so afraid of what others think, what's the point of running a company?"

The person who was rebuked was speechless with anger: "You!"

You talked for a long time but couldn't come up with a reason, and your cheeks turned bright red.

Zhou Liwan smiled and interrupted at the right moment: "Alright."

"I think this person..."

Song Yufei quickly replied, "My name is Song Yufei, and I am the chairperson."

Zhou Liwan nodded: "I think Song Yufei makes a lot of sense. Let's do it this way. The marketing department will cooperate with Xiao Song. Is that alright?"

Zhou Liwan looked straight at the marketing department manager, whose face was already quite pale. He was the one who had been reluctant to let Han Kui go.

The man gritted his teeth and didn't reply for a long time, as if he was trying his best to endure it.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was tense; everyone held their breath.

Zhou Liwan continued to stare at the other person meaningfully: "Did you?"

"No." Ren Li finally gave in.

"Alright, let's adjourn the meeting!" Zhou Liwan took the lead in standing up and leaving the meeting room without looking to the side.

After her figure completely disappeared from the conference room, Ren Li's face darkened considerably, and he said with a hostile look in his eyes, "Xiao Song, we're counting on you from now on. Just call us anytime if you need anything, and our marketing department will fully cooperate!"

Song Yufei didn't care at all and said directly, "It's not up to me, it's up to everyone! I also hope that Supervisor Ren can really keep his word and not have any unexpected problems when we need people."

After saying that, he didn't think his words were particularly direct, and simply stood up and left.

Ren Li's face turned ashen, and he slammed his fist on the table, his eyes blazing like poisoned arrows.

"You just wait..."

The chairman's office is now completely transformed, and the pungent smell of secondhand smoke is gone.

Zhou Liwan sat behind her large desk, flipping through the documents Han Kui had left behind before he left.

She had never taken over a company before and had no idea how to run one, although she seemed to be handling it with ease.

But only she knew that she was actually very guilty.

The only solution is to keep reviewing previous documents and searching online for anything you don't understand.

However, the information available online is inconsistent in quality, and some of it is not even a solution but a way to sell courses.

Feeling overwhelmed by the sheer volume of information, Zhou Liwan gritted her teeth and tried desperately to calm herself down.

Gradually, I started to understand the documents.

When she looked up again, it was already completely dark, through the large French windows.

Somewhere in the distance, perhaps a concert is taking place, with colorful spotlights dancing wildly in the night sky, occasionally wafting into the office.

With a sigh of relief, Zhou Liwan stood up to stretch her body before heading back.

By 9 p.m., the company was already deserted.

The empty workstations made the green pothos plants stand out starkly against the dark environment.

As Zhou Liwan passed by an office, she saw that the lights were still on inside.

"Don't worry, the goods in all your stores will definitely be delivered on time... Okay, that's settled then, the goods will be shipped out no later than tomorrow afternoon."

Song Yufei's voice was crisp, clear, and decisive, without any hesitation. Even when she was alone, she did not slack off in the slightest.

Zhou Liwan smiled. This girl is very diligent and energetic, but she doesn't seem to be very popular.

The meeting this morning said the marketing department would cooperate, but now not only has the marketing department been completely emptied out, but even her own department has gone home.

She recalled the reactions of those around her when she spoke at the meeting.

Zhou Liwan didn't disturb them and left directly.

"President Han, I was so reluctant to see you leave! What could a mere young girl like her possibly accomplish?" Ren Li hiccuped, propped his elbow on the table, and kept pointing randomly. "Why can't a rich family's daughter just obediently marry a rich young master and happily live the life of a pampered wife? Instead, she had to come to the company and give orders!"

Sitting across from him, Han Kui poured him more wine while adding fuel to the fire: "In their eyes, bringing down a company is child's play. They don't care about this little bit of money. It's just that you guys are pitiful, sigh..."

Since he was kicked out of Wanbao, he had gambled away all the money he had saved up. Now he only has a pittance left, which is not enough for him to maintain his former wealthy lifestyle.

Now I occasionally have to rely on my younger sister for financial support.

This situation is all caused by that bitch Zhou Liwan. If it weren't for her, the company's sales would have increased this year, and he could have gone to the casinos in Alaska.

The cold, venomous glint in Han Kui's eyes was exceptionally dangerous in the dim light.

"These past two days, she actually had some greenhorn handle this crisis, and asked me to cooperate fully. Me, a manager with so many years of experience, to cooperate with a newbie in the planning department! Isn't that ridiculous!"

Han Kui narrowed his eyes: "What crisis?"

Ren Li was a bit drunk, and he had no guard against Han Kui: "The order volume has increased dramatically this time, but the inventory is not enough. Not only are there no employees working in the factory, but the suppliers are also unable to supply goods for the time being."

"Oh, that's troublesome."

Han Kui laughed, a somewhat eerie laugh. It was as if even God was helping him. This time, he was determined to make that brat Zhou Liwan taste the bitterness of defeat.

the next day.

A large-scale strike and riot broke out at the production factory under Wanbao.

By the time Zhou Liwan received the notification, work had already been suspended for more than six hours, and at this critical juncture, there was already a shortage of manpower.

With construction halted for so long, if things continue like this, online pre-sales might be delayed.

Zhou Liwan called the relevant person in charge to her office and berated them, then ordered them to go to the factory one by one to appease the rioting workers.

Just then, Song Yufei rushed in anxiously: "Chairman, there's a problem with the supplier!"

Zhou Liwan's vision went black, and she forced out, "What happened to the supplier now!"

The girl who came with Song Yufei gave Song Yufei a defiant look: "The supplier is unwilling to accept Wanbao's orders anymore. They said they would compensate for the losses, but they will never cooperate with a company like Wanbao that bullies others again!"

Zhou Liwan turned to look at Song Yufei: "What happened?"

Song Yufei's face paled, and she nervously explained, "I don't know why. Yesterday they promised to ship the goods in the order on time this morning and even offered to compensate with 100 kilograms of raw materials, but the orders department just came to tell me that the supplier..."

The other girl looked at Song Yufei's expression with smugness in her eyes and said in a lecturing tone, "I think it's because you went too far, Song Yufei. You know, even a rabbit will bite when cornered! You have to take full responsibility for this!"