Qin Group, Conference room 4.
Qin Shoiming ignored the stares from the staff and sat on the seat at the head of the long rectangle-shaped glass table.
He opened his suit jacket as he sat. Secretary Jin placed his tablet and a bottle of water in front of him before taking a step back to his seat behind Qin Shoiming.
Qin Shoiming glanced at every single director and manager seated at the table, "Let us get started".
He turned to the nearly bald man seated at his left, "I saw the report, Director Li. Why do I need a finance department if half of you do not plan on ever doing your job"
Director Li shivered, "I..." he wanted at his sweaty temple, "I apologize sir. We ran into some difficulty with Executive Director Qin".
"did you?" a chilling smile slid up his face, "Director Li, how long have you worked for the company?"
Director Li's hands shook, and he quickly avoided Qin Shoiming's prying gaze. "about 35 years, Sir".
