It was already after 9 pm when they arrived in S city. Pei Si Cheng booked two rooms, and Song Yu Qiao couldn't decline. Thinking that it was too late today, she felt that returning to the Song family like this would definitely cause a stir, so she decided to go another day.

  Pei Si received a phone call about the quality problem of the branch's goods, and because it involved credibility issues, he had to rush over immediately to handle it. The branch company's car was already waiting by the road, but Li Bei went to book a hotel room, and he lacked an assistant by his side...

  Song Yuqiao said: "General Pei, I'll go with you."

  Pei Si raised an eyebrow.

  Song Yuqiao thought Pei Si Cheng was doubting whether she could handle it, so he explained: "I've been an assistant to Dai Lina in the company for three years, and I've been through all kinds of situations, big and small. There shouldn't be any problems."

  "Then trouble Secretary Xiao Song."

  Song Yu smiled with a faint smile, and in an instant, she brushed her scattered hair back behind her ear.

  It was an unintentional action by Song Yuqiao, but in Pei Si Cheng's eyes, it was a blush.

  Pei Si Cheng smiled and turned around to open the car door for Song Yu Qiao, making a very gentlemanly "please" gesture.

  Song Yuqiao's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly thought of the ten moments when men make women's hearts move that she had seen online before. One of them was when a man opens the car door for a woman, making her feel like a treasure in his hands.

  She said: "Thank you."

  The driver sent by the branch saw the general manager of the head office opening the car door for someone, and he was also very surprised. He had never thought that this was the big boss who would "eat people" in the manager's words, and his smile was as warm as spring breeze.

  But he soon realized that Paisley's smile was like a spring breeze to specific people, but extremely terrifying to some.

  Quite thrilling.

  ………………

  Branch General Manager's Office

  Pei Si's face turned cold as he sneered, slamming a quality inspection report onto the general manager's face: "Is this what you meant by 'triple checking'? It really has opened my eyes."

  The general manager, sweating on his forehead after two sentences, said: "Before that, we did re-examine it repeatedly, but... in the middle of a contract, there was a problem with the numbers, so the funds were not transferred properly, resulting in... during the production process... to save money, they cut corners and used inferior materials."

  Pais loosened the collar button of his shirt, sat down, and picked up an antique inkstone on the table that looked a bit old-fashioned. He played with it in both hands and asked in a light tone, "What's next?"

  The general manager looked at Pei Si Cheng's actions and hesitated: "Many customers have discovered... problems, and are asking for... refunds online..."

  Pei Chengzhen couldn't bear to listen to the general manager's ambiguous words, so he made a gesture and Song Yuqiao immediately stepped forward, taking a report from the general manager's secretary.

  "Recite the key numbers for me."

  "Yes."

  Song Yuqiao had been practicing his skill of reading a page in ten lines since he was an assistant three years ago. He finished reading the five-page report in less than one minute and then accurately recited the total number of products, sales volume, total price, and total profit for this quarter without any difference.

  "Pei Si Cheng asked: 'If returned, how much loss will there be?'"

  Song Yuqiao took out a calculator and after tapping in a string of numbers, said: "Conservative estimate, 1.3 billion."

  The general manager heard this number and was shocked all over his body.

  Pei Si rubbed his brow and tapped his fingers on the table in a cyclical motion, seemingly deep in thought.

  Song Yuqiao stood silently beside him, without saying a single extra word.

  The general manager and secretary of the branch company are now like thorns on their backs, sweating like rain, and also as silent as a cicada in winter, wishing they didn't even have to breathe.

  1.3 billion, even if they were sold, it would not be enough to make up for the loss.