Gently bite the jasmine

The meeting room was silent. Duan Yiheng took the meeting materials from Lin Xi and flipped through them.

The important data is unclear, but everything else is intact.

He looked at Lin Xi and asked, "What happened?"

All explanations are sophistry.

Lin Xi immediately walked to the conference table, handed the backup document to Zheng Jizhong, and apologized: "I'm sorry, Director Zheng, it was my mistake. I didn't notice the small problem with the printer. This is the backup document."

Zheng Jizhong snorted coldly, took the documents, and said, "The interpretation of industry trends in the documents is too one-sided. None of us here need to read your old clichés. You've overlooked the potential impact of emerging trends..."

Duan Yiheng's fingertips lightly traced the rim of the cup, his gaze sharp and cold.

He glanced at Zheng Jizhong without leaving a trace, and the latter suddenly shut his mouth.

In the meeting room, everyone's thoughts were unclear.

Lin Xi straightened his back and spoke slowly: "Thank you for the reminder, Director Zheng. The information on industry trends may not be perfect, but before discussing emerging trends, we must inevitably talk about maintaining the company's core business."

"These businesses support Yinfan Technology. However, market competition is becoming increasingly fierce, customer needs are changing every day, and there are customers leaving every year."

"We need to reflect on the reasons for the loss. Forgetting the old people when new ones come is not in line with Silver Sail's survival rule."

As soon as he finished speaking, the head of the technical department suddenly chuckled softly.

Everyone knows that Zheng Jizhong had a whirlwind marriage and divorce; the new wife is all smiles, while the old wife is nowhere to be seen crying.

Zheng Jizhong's expression suddenly changed; he really didn't expect that a mere secretary would dare to make sarcastic remarks about him.

Lin Xi pretended not to hear the laughter, ignored Zheng Jizhong's murderous glare, and continued:

"Yinfan's future development cannot be separated from the support of traditional business. As for emerging business, layout, seizing opportunities, entry, and taking a share of the market all rely on the resources of traditional business for survival."

"If the company wants to expand, it should proceed step by step in accordance with the actual situation. While accurately grasping the market and technical requirements, the existing business should also be innovated and upgraded, product functions should be optimized, and customer stickiness should be increased to cope with customer churn."

"The theme of today's meeting, Mr. Duan, is to find a sustainable balance between these two."

"These are just my humble opinions, and I hope you will forgive my presumptuousness."

The head of the technical department was the first to applaud: "Secretary Lin is too modest."

Lin Xi smiled and said, "President Duan taught me well."

A smile appeared on Duan Yiheng's lips, and his back straightened unconsciously. He turned to Lin Xi and instructed, "Prepare for a meeting. Sit closer so we can communicate more easily."

Lin Xi leaned the chair forward, feeling secure in his position as the Second Chief Eunuch.

The meeting lasted for two or three hours, leaving everyone exhausted. Lin Xi's back and buttocks ached.

Back in her office, she lay down on the sofa and rubbed her lower back.

When Duan Yiheng entered, he saw the sight of her fair fingers caressing her slender waist.

He coughed lightly, and Lin Xi immediately stood up and asked him what he needed.

Duan Yiheng: "You can go home now. You've worked hard today."

"Are you going to work overtime?" Lin Xi asked.

Duan Yiheng: "I have something to discuss with Qin Yang."

Lin Xi nodded sensibly, turned off her computer, and left work.

Duan Yiheng returned to his office and called Qin Yang on the intercom.

Once the person arrived, Duan Yiheng got straight to the point: "Have you heard about what happened in the conference room?"

Qin Yang nodded, his brows furrowed: "Director Zheng is too unscrupulous. He embarrassed Secretary Lin in front of so many senior executives. He doesn't respect you at all."

Duan Yiheng sneered: "He won't be arrogant for long. How's the matter I asked you to handle?"

Qin Yang: "Manager Jiang doesn't want to get involved in the internal strife, but he's in a core department and can't avoid it."

Jiang Hulin was mentored by Zheng Jizhong, and he did not want to betray Zheng Jizhong.

But Zheng Jizhong's suppression a few days ago also planted a thorn in his heart.

That thorn was Chen Jingyi.

Jiang Hulin had always looked down on Chen Jingyi for her ruthless methods, so he naturally didn't have a good impression of this woman who almost took his place.

However, Zheng Jizhong valued Chen Jingyi highly.

This is simply his way of maintaining balance.

Duan Yiheng's gaze was icy: "You really think you're the emperor."

Qin Yang: "Is everything going according to plan?"

Duan Yiheng nodded: "Next, all project resources will be poured into the business department, using resource allocation to provoke a dispute between Jiang Hulin and Chen Liangyi."

Qin Yang replied, "Understood."

Duan Yiheng: "Neither of them are easy to deal with. The sales department was suppressed to a marginal department by Zheng Jizhong, and all projects were transferred to the business development department. With his downfall, the two departments had to redefine their responsibilities."

The two chatted for an extra hour, and Duan Yiheng then dealt with some work before leaving the park at eight o'clock.

As they passed the first intersection, he suddenly told the driver to go straight: "Go to Jinglin, to see Grandpa."

Upon arriving at Jinglin, Duan Yiheng glanced at his watch and instinctively felt that the old man should be asleep.

However, he hadn't come for a few days, so seeing him made me feel at ease.

As soon as he stepped into the living room, a burst of laughter came from inside. Duan Yiheng took a few more steps in, and found Lin Xi holding a phone and leaning her head against the old man, looking at something.

"What are you looking at? Why are you laughing so happily?"

Lin Xi and the old man looked up at the same time, both showing the same surprise.

"Why are you here?" Lin Xi asked.

Duan Yiheng sat down next to the old man and glanced at her: "What? You're allowed to come, but I can't?"

Lin Xi: "...What did I mean by that?"

The old man said, "Alright, alright, stop arguing. You two are on the same page, okay?"

“Okay,” Duan Yiheng said, looking at Lin Xi.

Lin Xi subconsciously touched her face as he stared at her, feeling as if there were still traces of leftover food.

Duan Yiheng chuckled softly and looked away.

The old man abandoned his gentle demeanor in front of Lin Xi and said to Duan Yiheng, "I will be discharged from the hospital next week. During this time, your father will come over every day."

Duan Yiheng immediately understood what the old man meant and said, "I understand. I'll have Sister Mei prepare a family dinner then."

The old man nodded in satisfaction: "A little punishment is enough. Xiao Xi told me the whole story. Restricting spending is fine, but confining him to his home is too much."

Since the ban has already lasted for so many days, Duan Yiheng might as well give the old man some face.

As people grow old, all they hope for is harmony in their family and prosperity in all things.

"Now that we've talked about other people's affairs, it's your turn," the old man said to Duan Yiheng. "Take some time these next couple of days to have a good chat with the Tan family's daughter."

"grandfather--"

"Yi Heng, you should understand that the moment you demand your rights, your marriage will no longer be up to you."

"Now that we've become the owners of the Duan family and Yin Fan, we have to give up something."

Duan Yiheng clenched his fists, at a loss for what to do.

Not content with dropping one bombshell, the old man then gave Lin Xi another order:

"Xiao Xi, as your elder brother's secretary, you should also consider his future. Make some arrangements."

"Huh?" Lin Xi was stunned. "I'll arrange it?"

The old man chuckled: "You're his secretary. If he wants to go on a blind date, he'll naturally want you to choose a suitable place. Flowers and all that are essential. You're a girl, so you know what girls are thinking. By the time your older brother finally gets it, the sun will have risen in the west."

Lin Xi nodded blankly: "Okay."

Duan Yiheng felt a tightness in his chest and suddenly stood up: "Grandpa, you should rest. I'll be going now."

The old man tugged at Lin Xi: "Go after them and try to persuade them."

Lin Xi said "Oh" and took off chasing after him.