"Jian Keyan, what on earth have you been designing lately? How dare you put such things into production? Do you think the company's money is scrap paper, that can be invested indiscriminately?"
The General Manager asked furiously.
Jian Keyan looked at the new products, disbelievingly at the people in front of her.
"All of these new products were produced after unanimous approval from the others in the company, why am I being confronted because of this?" Jian Keyan asked, confused.
In her heart, however, she already had a suspicion.
The General Manager huffed, "My dear Miss, have you forgotten what happened before? Clearly, everyone disapproves of these haphazard designs, yet you forced the production line workers to work on these things because of your father's influence. Now, not one person wants to take over these new products. Let's see what you plan to do."
The General Manager thrust the pressure entirely onto Jian Keyan.
