Chapter 59#
“Not Enough!”#
“Not enough!”
Qin Mu threw the folder in his hand onto the floor and looked directly at the project manager.
“Don’t understand what I’m saying? This data is simply not enough. It can’t even get past me, and you want to present this to the higher-ups?”
The people in the conference room were silent as cicadas in winter. Only Ji Weiyi sat as still as a mountain. He turned his head to look at Engineer Li and said gently, “I remember that President Shan had already warned about this issue during the last meeting.”
“How can such low-level mistakes be repeated?”
If Qin Mu was the King of Cold Faces, then Ji Weiyi was the smiling tiger.
Project managers who had been put through the wringer by these two villains almost always felt like they were losing a layer of skin by the time they left.
Ji Weiyi smiled, “Take it back and redo it. The project workload is heavy and everyone is working hard; let’s have President Shan increase everyone’s bonus.”
Qin Mu glanced at him.
“Triple.”
These two words were like a shot of adrenaline. Engineer Li, who had been deathly pale just a moment ago, immediately stooped to pick up the materials and walked out quickly, followed by the others.
Qin Mu set his gaze on Ji Weiyi, who was currently examining the data.
Ji Weiyi was a slippery and cunning man, thick-skinned and black-hearted—he was naturally cut out to be a businessman.
In the plot of this romance-centered novel, in Qin Zheng’s career arc, it was this Ji Weiyi who occupied a small portion of the narrative.
In the original text, with his absolutely outstanding ability and excellent negotiation skills, he successfully remained by Qin Zheng’s side after the latter’s successful rise to power, becoming an indispensable right-hand man to the protagonist.
Pity that this future arm of the protagonist had been snapped off by him first.
When Ji Weiyi applied for a job at the Qin Corporation, his resume had been intercepted by Qin Mu.
First a rejection, then a recruitment in Qin Mu’s name.
He had certainly proven easy to use.
It was perfect. There were many times when Qin Mu found it inconvenient to stand in the spotlight as the head of “Zhaohui,” and Ji Weiyi was the perfect puppet king to place at the forefront.
It was well worth the effort he had spent.
Ji Weiyi tidied up the materials, tilted his head, and smiled at him: “President Shan, you’ve been staring for a long time. Is there something on my face?”
Ji Weiyi was fair to the point of glowing; he didn’t even have a mole. This question made a flash of impatience cross Qin Mu’s eyes.
If he had to name his only flaw, it was that he was too chatty.
From the very first moment he saw him, Qin Mu’s radar had been ringing—this person wasn’t just in the same circle; he even hit the same character tropes.
No wonder Qin Mu found him so annoying.
Qin Mu retracted his gaze: “Did you find anything of note?”
“No—” Ji Weiyi’s smile deepened. Suddenly, the conversation pivoted: “President Shan, I don’t know if you’ve heard that something interesting happened at the Qin Corporation recently.”
Qin Mu snorted, knowing immediately it was about Qin Zheng: “Let’s hear it.”
“They say the chairman’s youngest son was caught cheating at the company. The original spouse came to catch him in the act and even slapped him right there on the spot!”
Qin Mu: “…”
What kind of chaotic mess was this?
Qin Mu looked at Ji Weiyi with annoyance; the helplessness in his eyes was about to overflow.
Ji Weiyi gave a wicked smile: “Just livening up the atmosphere. This version is definitely the one circulating most fiercely outside.”
“However, if we’re talking about the version closest to the truth, it should be that Qin Zheng bribed Section Chief Jiang. Somehow, a flaw was exposed. After it was reported, the two young masters of the Jiang family also joined in the fun. You have to say, this Qin Zheng does have some means—coaxing the young master into handing over the database, all just to…”
He chuckled softly, teasing: “Just to marry you, Young Master Qin.”
Qin Mu: “…”
“That is not Jian Yunchen’s goal.”
His tone was calm, yet undeniably certain.
Ji Weiyi became interested. This newly retrieved young master of the Jiang family was usually kept so well-hidden that there wasn’t much information about him. This statement piqued his interest: “Oh? Then what is it for?”
Qin Mu shook his head.
Ji Weiyi slightly restrained his smile: “President Shan, it’s not interesting to tell only half a story.”
He lifted his chin, righteous and assertive: “I really don’t know.”
Regardless of what Jian Yunchen’s ultimate goal was, he believed the target had to be Qin Zheng; otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone through such a big act in front of outsiders.
That… actually coincided with his own goal quite unexpectedly.
“But there is one thing I do know.”
“What?” Ji Weiyi’s eyes lit up.
Qin Mu leisurely rested his chin on his hand, the corners of his mouth curling up: “I know who the whistleblower is.”
Ji Weiyi’s mouth twitched. Of course he knew who it was; he was the one responsible for compiling the reporting materials. Did Qin Mu really need to remind him, as if this hadn’t been a step he laid out in advance?
He turned his gaze away, feeling bored, and faced the computer to continue consolidating data.
Suddenly, a cell phone rang.
Ji Weiyi looked at the caller ID, his expression tightened, and he answered.
After a few words, he hung up quickly. When he looked up again, a hint of helplessness appeared in his eyes.
“President Shan, we’ve received news. The newly appointed section chief is… Section Chief Feng Jin.”
He didn’t know if it should be considered luck or misfortune. Section Chief Feng had been in office for twenty years and was famous for being incorruptible and impartial. It would be difficult to establish a relationship with a person like that.
But without that connection, it would be even harder for “Zhaohui” to be selected.
When Qin Mu heard the name, instead of frowning, the curve of his mouth deepened even more.
“Arrange a meeting with him now.”
Ji Weiyi reminded him: “President Shan, this Section Chief Feng is different. He won’t agree to a private meeting, and… he’s known for being a tough nut to crack. Why don’t you let me go…”
“Who said anything about a private meeting?” Qin Mu interrupted him: “Make the appointment for his office. Follow formal procedures. Tell him I have a project proposal for him to see.”
A project proposal?
Ji Weiyi raised an eyebrow in surprise, unable to stop himself from glancing at the pile of things on the computer. Could that even be called a project proposal?
Qin Mu had been waiting for this day for a long time.
He glanced at his wristwatch, picked up his jacket from the back of his chair, and walked out.
As he put on his coat, he instructed:
“Schedule the time with his people now. I’m going to drive over there.”
“President Shan—”
Before he could finish, the person had already disappeared out the door.
He sighed helplessly and picked up his phone, flipping through the contact numbers of the relevant department heads.
That day, Qin Mu spent nearly three hours in Feng Jin’s office.
No one knew the content of the conversation.
However, three days later in the afternoon, Qin Mu received word that the other party had agreed.
He hooked the corner of his mouth.
The first step of the plan was a success.
The second step—lure the enemy into the trap.
From this day on, outside news began to spread. While major groups were fighting fiercely, the government’s “AI Medical Intelligent Robot” project quietly landed in the hands of a small, emerging company that had intercepted the deal.
This news caused an uproar.
But not long after.
The relevant persons in charge of every major company received a letter from “Zhaohui”—
An invitation.