Wednesday evening at six o'clock.
Qiao Yushan sat in the president's office of the head company.
She stretched out her hand to rub her forehead, weary, and leaned back on the sofa.
As the CEO of a large conglomerate, she really had a million things to manage every day.
The main issue was that this conglomerate was an old, established company, previously mismanaged, and although Meng Keqing owned a large share, there were still many minority shareholders, numerous factions, and countless long-standing problems.
When she was at the branch company, she had experienced firsthand the disgusting things perpetuated by the head office.
To reorganize such a company was no simple feat.
When she first arrived, with her resolute methods, coupled with Meng Keqing's support, she managed to temporarily suppress the people in the company.
But as time passed, those people grew restless again, with undercurrents surging and a growing number of improper conducts.
