When he spoke again, his original suggestion was filled with dissatisfaction: "Have you considered choosing other more suitable candidates?"
The implication of his words was that he knew very well that he did not Suitable for this position, but deep down I haven't completely let go yet. Hearing this forced and calm apology, the emotional turbid bitterness in Shi Ya's tone completely conveyed his true thoughts, but she didn't know that such an apology only deepened the misunderstanding.
Seeing his evasive attitude, Shia felt very annoyed: "If such an important project fails, I will not be able to escape responsibility. Have you considered the consequences?"
After listening to Xia's words, Yang Haoran felt even more stressed and frustrated.
He said calmly: "I have a meeting in the afternoon. If you have made new arrangements, I can hand over the work in advance. I will go back to the company first."
After saying that, he quickly turned around and left the living room, heading for the door without waiting for Sia's response.
He kept telling himself to calm down, but he couldn't control his pace gradually speeding up, and he quickly left the sight of the mansion.
He walked to a place with few people, leaned against the wall, and knocked hard several times.
It’s so messy, everything is messy. But the matter has come to this, and he can no longer undo it, so he can only choose to leave. Behind him was Siya's disappointed gaze, and in her heart was the grievance and unwillingness that was difficult to express.
After calming down a little, he took a deep breath, quickly walked to the side of the road, and called a car.
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He returned to the office alone. The atmosphere was oppressive, and he felt as if he was in a strange and hostile environment.
A storm came quietly, and the workplace in Hong Kong was not as simple as he imagined. He needs to re-examine his attitude and readjust his mentality and strategy.
He kept thinking about whether he had done something wrong and whether he could have done better. But he couldn't find the answer.
He looked around helplessly, but he didn't catch a single friendly glance. In the eyes of his colleagues, he saw confusion, suspicion, and even sarcasm.
He closed his eyes and relived last night's scene, deep in the haze of alcohol. He thought he could face it all calmly, but the cruelty of reality shattered his proud self-confidence.
Just as he was sitting on the swivel chair, Jason's smiling voice suddenly sounded, and this person came uninvited.
"Are you sober? I know you're a good drinker, so I just said you can't mix foreign wine and beer... I just sobered up too." Jason looked understanding.
Yang Haoran's heart sank. He knew that Jason was probably the mastermind behind the intimate video. His fingers tightly holding the armrest of the swivel chair were slightly white, and his face was solemn.
Suddenly, he forcefullyHe stood up and walked towards Jason wordlessly. There was anger and determination in his eyes.
Jason was slightly startled when he saw the change in Yang Haoran's expression and couldn't help but take a step back. He began to feel uneasy, but he still tried to remain calm.
Yang Haoran waved, opened the glass door, and said firmly: "I'm really sorry, I did drink too much last night. But the work still has to continue." Yang Haoran didn't want to give in to him, so he said straight to the point: "Let's have a meeting."
"I thought you weren't coming and had canceled the meeting." Jason said nonchalantly, smiling deliberately provocatively, trying to hide his inner nervousness.
"Kevin and Sting have already gone out, and they have to get off work now. How about another day?" Jason said casually.
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Yang Haoran stared at Jason closely, unmoved. At this moment, Amy walked in and saw Jason present. She suddenly turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Yang Haoran.
"Just tell me what you have to say. There is nothing to hide." Yang Haoran said to Amy in a serious tone.
Amy glanced at Jason and said with some embarrassment: "I'm here to return your coat."
"Why is my coat at your place?" Yang Haoran asked in confusion. road.
"Didn't you ask me to wear it?" Amy glanced at Jason, and the two seemed to have a tacit understanding.
Yang Haoran remembered that he did give Amy his coat that night, but he did not remember why he did so.
"Okay, put your coat over there!" Yang Haoran said awkwardly, with some apology.
Amy put down her coat and left. Jason took out his mobile phone and said jokingly: "I see you were quite fond of Amy last night, and you two even took a selfie."
Yang Haoran looked at his drunken appearance on the screen of his mobile phone, thinking in his mind Fragments of memories began to emerge. He frowned, confusion and helplessness mixed in his eyes. He tried to stay calm and tried to find a clue from the chaotic thoughts.
Jason deliberately pretended not to care. He smiled, put down his phone, looked at Yang Haoran and said, "We are just gathering colleagues, it's normal. But you also know, this video has a negative impact on our image." It has a great impact on my work. Do you need to use a unified approach to cover up this matter?"
Yang Haoran sneered in his heart.
"Everything will be arranged by the above. Before that, everything is business as usual."
He knew that the most important thing now was to stay calm and not let anyone see his uneasiness.
"By the way, what do you want to talk to me about?" Jason changed the subject again.
"Jason, I checked the performance reports of the past two years and found that the actual completion data of the core business is very different from the figures reported to the headquarters. Covering up the actual situation of the technology center can easily mislead the judgment of senior management. Can you explain the reason?" Yang Haoran said straight to the point.
Jason's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal: "I don't know the details of these figures. Maybe my colleagues in the technical department are more conservative and the reported figures are on the low side."
"But the data difference reaches 30%, which is far beyond the reasonable error range." Yang Haoran continued to ask, "Is there any human factor in it? We need to find out the reasons to avoid judgment bias again."
< p> Jason was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Yang Sheng, the mall is like a battlefield. Sometimes in order to boost employee morale, it is really necessary to adjust the data appropriately. You work next to Xia, I believe you can also understand the difficulties of being a CEO."Yang Haoran frowned: "But the data should reflect the real situation, which is related to the group's overall decision-making. This approach may have a chain reaction and lead to bigger problems."
"You make sense." Jason smiled. "This kind of problem may not have never happened to Siya. Of course, I do need to improve my working methods. This time it was a wake-up call for me. Thank you for your advice. I It will be improved."
Yang Haoran looked at Jason, although he still had doubts, but seeing that his attitude had relaxed, he said no more.
After the two said goodbye, he sat alone on the swivel chair and thought quietly.