Chapter 8: The President's Heart, A Needle at the Bottom of the Ocean (2)

  The conference room is very spacious and luxurious.

  Those present were originally old employees and high-level executives of the company. Now, under Bai Xiaofan's cold and silent gaze, they all looked very constrained.

  After all, the new president's temper they have not figured out yet, no matter how old their qualifications are, if the new president does not like them, then their future career will definitely be difficult to mix, and it is even possible that they will be directly fired!

  This was Qiao Xi's first time entering the company's conference room, and also her first time attending an internal meeting of a large company. She felt a bit nervous, but as a newcomer, she was arranged to sit in the last row, where she could only listen and take notes.

  Bai Xiao Fan's efficiency was very fast, so the meeting progressed very quickly. He first asked each department of the company to send a representative to explain their plans in detail. After listening, he quickly found out the flaws and shortcomings of these departments' plans, pointed them out one by one, and overturned these departments' plans.

  After one round, almost all departments were defeated, and no plan could enter Bai Xiaofan's eyes. His high requirements made the heads of various departments start to sweat.

  Bai Xiaofan's words were not only piercingly sharp but also hit the nail on the head, leaving no room for rebuttal, and one had to admit defeat!

  Qiao Ting listened attentively to what he said, and her impression of Bai Xiaofan changed slightly in her heart. She couldn't help but raise her head and take a few more glances at him.

  It's said that men are most handsome when they're working, and this sentence is actually true. In just one year, Bai Xiaofan seems to have changed a lot, no longer being so impulsive. She still remembers how Qin Lan said Bai Xiaofan was immature back then, but the calm and capable man in front of her now can't be associated with immaturity at all!

  If Qin Lan were to see Bai Xiaofan now, she should be very regretful of her decision back then.

  Qiao Cai was so absorbed in thought, and also stared absent-mindedly, until Bai Xiaofan's gaze stopped on her, she suddenly came to herself, hastily withdrew her "infatuated" gaze at him, lowered her head and continued writing her notes diligently.

  Next, Qiao Si also didn't know if it was just her being paranoid, but she always felt like someone was secretly watching her.

  But when she lifted her head, nothing was visible anywhere. Those invisible eyes with an invasive feeling seemed to have disappeared.

  "What the company needs is innovation, not traditional inheritance!"

  Bai Xiao's long fingers knocked on the smooth desktop, giving everyone in all departments a reminder like a warning bell.

  He threw a plan document to Xianglin, saying coldly: "I give the design department one month's time. One month later, I want to see a brand new series of cars. Disperse!"

  Everyone left one after another, and Qiao Cai also dispersed. The conference room was left with only Bai Xiaofan and his capable male secretary, Zhang Yi.

  Bai Xiao sat lazily in the big armchair, thinking of Qiao Qi's autumn water-like eyes, his gaze slightly sinking, and he gave Zhang Yi a loud finger, ordering: "Get me all the personal data about Qiao Qi."