"Good guy, are you urging me to work harder. My Mr. Zhang, is there anything in the company that cannot be solved?" Shang Fuhai asked him.

This stopped Zhang Zheng.

If Baofei Group now has a group management committee, it will be held at the meeting if there is anything. There is really nothing that cannot be solved except Shang Fuhai.

But then again, even if there is such a thing, even if everyone in the Management Committee of the Group cannot solve it, Shang Fuhai himself will not be able to solve it.

Even if it can be done, it will be someone else who sells his face.

"I just think..."

Zhang Zheng grunted for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

Shang Fuhai didn't make things difficult for him anymore and said, "Let's go upstairs first. You can inform all the vice presidents and above at home to come to the conference room next to my office for a meeting."

"Where isn't there in Bocheng?" Zhang Zheng asked.

Shang Fuhai glanced at him: "If you are not here, then call them to notify the video conference. Mr. Zhang, do I still need to teach this?"

"I'll do it right away." Zhang Zheng stopped talking nonsense, turned around and ran towards the office building.

He sent an email to all the deputy general managers and above of Baofei Group, and stated in the email that Director Shang wanted to hold a meeting for everyone.

The meeting officially began at 9:30 in the morning.

When Shang Fuhai came over, there were about a dozen people sitting in the small conference room, and there were split-screen videos of Song Yutong, Xie Zhigang, and Cao Fangyou, the director of Dongyun Flour Factory.

Zhang Zheng also asked Shang Fuhai whether he would like to notify Mr. Liang.

Shang Fuhai shook his head directly: "Paike Short Video has been separated from Baofei Group. He is an independent individual and has no subordinate relationship with Baofei Group from now on."

After saying this, Zhang Zheng understood and didn't say more.

"Mr. Zhang, everyone is here!" Shang Fuhai asked Zhang Zheng.

Zhang Zheng nodded and signaled that he had arrived.

"Well, it's good that you've arrived, so I won't waste everyone's time. Let's go straight to the topic today." Shang Fuhai said.

This makes people feel inexplicably stressed.

I don’t know what medicine to sell in Shangfuhai Hoist.

While all the bosses of the branch and senior management at the department director level of the group were speculating, they saw Shang Fuhai standing up from his seat, walking to An Xiaohui's seat, and put one hand on the backrest of the chair where An Xiaohui was sitting.

The next moment, he said: "From the beginning of this meeting today, all the previous work that reported to me in a straight line was changed to report to An Xiaohui, An General, and the dotted line reported to me. This time is until January 12 next year."

There are no strangers in the audience. An Xiaohui took over Shang Fuhai's team, which is already an open secret within the group.

There was no shocking and lively scene in the conference room. Shang Fuhai patted An Xiaohui's trembling shoulders and continued: "In addition, from now until January next year, there are less than 4 months left. Mr. An, your time is very tight. I will only give you 4 months to adapt to this job."

"I don't care how much time you spend every day, even if you can make 26 hours, if you can't adapt, I'll change someone else." Shang Fuhai announced extremely domineeringly.
Chapter completed!