When the young master spoke coldly to him, he couldn't help but stand up, like a primary school student being scolded.
Seeing this, Fu Nanli was furious again. "Why did you stand up? Am I that scary?"
Mr. Zhang was about to cry. "I feel comfortable standing here. Mr. Fu, please point out any points you are dissatisfied with. I will go back and revise the plan."
Fu Nanli held a fountain pen, wrote and drew on the paper, and said in a cold voice: "Theme positioning, theme cultural connotation, unique theme creativity, cost and profit leverage economy..."
Mr. Zhang was stunned. He thought that the young master had eaten dynamite today and didn't pay attention to the content of their reports. However, he didn't expect that the young master could repeat what he had just reported almost word for word, and pick out indeed unreasonable data and operations that were theoretically feasible but impossible to carry out in real life.
After the review, Mr. Zhang almost applauded the prince.
Some people are born entrepreneurs. I heard that they studied astrophysics and mathematics in college and joined an airline company after graduation. However, after joining such a large company, they can handle both work and human resources management with ease.
A gifted genius, nothing more than that.
"Yes, yes, yes. I have noted down what you said. I will revise it when I return."
Fu Nanli frowned and threw away his pen: "When you make a report, use your brain, okay, everyone?"
Everyone said hesitantly that there was no problem.
The young master pressed his temple and said, "Let's adjourn the meeting."
All the executives were silent as a mouse and filed out. After they went out, they all breathed a sigh of relief. A few familiar people gathered together and discussed in a low voice.
[Master is in a bad mood today]
[Yeah, it was so scary, I couldn’t even breathe]
[It’s really strange. He was in a very good mood a few days ago. After he brought his girlfriend here, I saw tenderness in his eyes and eyebrows.]
[Is it possible that he had a conflict with his girlfriend?]
[Stop talking nonsense and get back to work]
Secretary Fiona and chief assistant Ding Quan followed Fu Nanli on the left and right and went to the office.
Outside the vice president's office, Fiona whispered to her secretary Alice, "Make a cup of hot American coffee for Mr. Fu."
Alice had just been transferred to the president's office because of her outstanding work performance. She quickly went to the special tea room in the president's office, made a cup of hot American coffee, and took it to the vice president's office on a small tray.
After the meeting, Fu Nanli's pent-up anger was still hovering over his head. When Alice approached the office with a coffee cup in her hand, Young Master Fu, who was on the phone, was sitting at the desk with his back to her. She reached out to take the documents on the table and accidentally bumped into her.
Miss Alice watched helplessly as the entire cup of coffee poured onto the back of the prince's hand with unstoppable force.
His face was pale.
The coffee is still hot!
The whole cup of coffee spilled on Fu Nanli's hand. He groaned, and the coffee cup fell to the ground. The crisp sound of the coffee cup breaking scared Fiona outside and she immediately knocked on the door and came in.
Alice was so frightened that she stood there in a daze.
Fiona quickly took a wet tissue and said in a panic, "Mr. Fu, are you okay?"
Fu Nanli's eyelids trembled in pain, "Is he the person you promoted?"
Alice was holding a small silver tray and almost kneeling down in front of the young master.
Fiona did not excuse herself, but said calmly: "I am the one who chose you. I am sorry. I will ask Dean Li to come over and take a look at you immediately."
Fu Nanli threw away the wet tissue in his hand, frowning, "Go out."
(End of this chapter)