C403 Meeting Confrontation

The meeting room was deathly silent.

There was only the hum of the air conditioner above his head.

Everyone in the meeting room felt as if their throats had been strangled by a dead knot. No one wanted to be the first to make a sound and break the silence.

Ou Ney was sitting on the side of the main seat, his back was still straight, you couldn't see any sadness on his face, sadness, or happiness on his face. He looked at the black document in his hands with lowered eyes — it felt like a model reading a romance novel.

Ann Qianxi carefully looked at Du Lingwei's face and then looked at Deng Yujing, who was sitting on the other side of the table. In the past, when he was on good terms with Deng Yujin, he had always called him that with a towel and bath, but his real name was actually these two words.

Ann Qianxi couldn't help sighing. It wasn't that the two of them didn't want to enter the same house, but they both had the same thing sleeping in their eyes.

There was a fundamental difference between this and Ye Yuni, who had a small matter that sounded like the squeaking of an adult mouse, or a thunderous matter that made her tongue shine with sarcasm.

To make an analogy, Ye Yuni could dance around Voldemort on stiletto heels and cut off his nails. Du Lingwei could sit in Voldemort's arms and feed him grapes while she took out a gun from her pocket, pulling the trigger and aiming it at Voldemort's forehead.

"I've looked into the advertising of fashion magazines for nearly three years, compared with nearly a year of financial outlays and three years of magazine sales. Overall, I'm disappointed."

Du Lingwei lowered her eyes and calmly looked at the black paper in front of her. Her tone was emotionless.

"Did you see any progress in fashion magazines? In the first year we could only get a few small, unfamous, second- and third-tier models, but this year we got the Big Curry with its top-tier traffic and the international first-tier actress Maxis — which brought the magazine a total of three million annual sales. "

Ye Yuni's lips moved slightly, her lips were like the petals of a flower garden, full of danger. Her professional outfit made her back stand up straight, making her look sexy, cold and sharp.

But Ann Qianxi knew very well that Du Lingwei had always been Ye Yuni's nightmare. She was the black paper cylinder that she used up after she went to the toilet, she was a sticky piece of gum on her expensive high heels, and Du Lingwei was Ye Yuni's whimsical "Sorry, the phone call you made is busy".

At this moment, Ye Yuni was just like an inflatable doll. Her inferiority and anger was rapidly swelling within her body, causing her to be filled to the brim with beauty.

If looks could be steel needles, then Ann Qianxi would definitely pierce a few holes in her back, so that the arrogance and bravado in Ye Yuni's bones would quickly turn into a pile of dry wrinkles under the creaking sound of the air leaking.

"I think you don't understand. I don't care what every issue of the magazine is filming, whether it's Gong Li's movie or Buffett's weird business theory, and so on. I only care about what the advertisers are willing to spend a lot of money on, and what we're going to do. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Du Lingwei put her elbow on the table and leaned slightly towards Ye Yuni. What a classic business negotiation — shorten the safe distance from the opponent and allow the opponent to continue attacking without a sense of security when the distance between them is too far.

"I think as the chief financial officer, Director Ye should know something. Take care of your own affairs and don't step into areas that you don't understand. Do you hear me?"

Ye Yuni didn't say anything. Her coat was still straight and there weren't any wrinkles on it. However, Ann Qianxi knew that Ye Yuni's inflatable figurine was rapidly leaking air. Her needle-like eyes were definitely hiding in a corner and ridiculing her.

Ye Yuni was still calm and composed. She looked at Deng Yujin who was sitting opposite her on the long conference table. Her eyes pierced through Deng Yujin as if he was air and she was like an ice-cold metal sculpture — only her trembling eyelashes betrayed her.

"Director Ye, did you hear that clearly?"

Du Lingwei looked at Ye Yuni in silence. She smiled and gently shifted her weight back onto the chair. There was a subtle expression on her face, as if she was saying to Ye Yuni, "You're too inexperienced."

Even a small assistant like Ann Qianxi could tell the victor of this match from the very beginning.

Before the referee's gun had even been fired, the two's strength and victory and defeat had already been written on the starting line.

Even if Ye Yuni had taken advantage of the situation to practice doping and won a few laps, with her more than ten years of experience, Du Lingwei would still be able to catch up.

Even if it was Jiang Tao, Du Lingwei was the oldest one among them.

From the very beginning, this match had lost its qualifications to compete and lost the meaning of confrontation.

After the audience finished buying tickets, it was only a matter of time before they left. Everyone was well aware of the result. In any case, the competition was just a formality.

Ye Yuni looked at Deng Yujin. His eyes had two small, dark windows. There was a glint of urgency in his eyes, but he could only maintain his composure.

"Yes." Ye Yuni covered her eyes with her hand. No emotion could be heard in her voice. Ann Qianxi knew that this was her last shred of dignity.

"In that case, the next statement will involve the transfer of personnel from the department. If you have any comments, you can make them."

Du Lingwei's gaze was like a poisonous peacock feather as it swept across the faces of everyone in the meeting room.

The air seemed to have frozen.

Ann Qianxi knew that her chance had come.

Ann Qianxi cleared her throat as she looked at Du Lingwei with reverence. She did not dare to look at Ye Yuni or Ou Ney because she was afraid that the sight of them would cause her to lose the ruthlessness to die together with them.

"I think, as we all know, the finance department and advertising department of the company are very sensitive and should have strict control over the entry and withdrawal of accounts," said Wu. "But at the same time, it is also known that Director Ye and Director Deng are lovers, the company has always disapproved of office relationships, and the opening of some of their work for both departments may cause unnecessary problems, so could you consider changing their positions?"

Ann Qianxi said the words that she had practiced countless times in her head. However, the power of her words was beyond her expectations. Ann Qianxi spat out the last word as if she was under oxygen. She put her hands under her knees. She knew that her hands were trembling.