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Everyone was a little dazed at first, but the more they listened, the more rational they became and the more they thought about it, the calmer they got.

Director Xiao Chu’s insights were sharp. She pointed to the unhealthy trends within the group and even courageously cited Old Director Chu as an example. What a fair, unselfish, righteous attitude! Old Director Chu specially asked her to speak. It seemed that she was extremely dissatisfied with the regular slow-paced and data-collecting reports. She just took the opportunity to wake everyone up!

The directors got enlightened and the people who had to give speeches immediately set out to delete useless data and speeches to support the leader’s ideas with actions.

On the stage, Chu Chu was still talking, making the final summary speech, eloquently saying, “So it is meaningless to simply compete for economic benefits. As a gold medal enterprise, Qisheng Group is fighting bureaucracy formalism in its work style. Only by looking at the development of the enterprise with a realistic attitude, shouldering social responsibility and practicing social benefits, can it become a true evergreen tree in the industry!”

There was enthusiastic applause from the audience and some people praised, “Well said!”

Chu Yanyin’s heart did not fluctuate. He clapped numbly and expressionlessly, feeling utterly exhausted.

Chu Yanyin: Okay, just be happy.

Because of Chu Chu’s speech, the progress of the second half of the meeting improved instantly and it ended earlier than expected.

The Qisheng annual meeting routinely published meeting minutes and press releases. Although Chu Chu’s speech was put in suddenly, it was also recorded and posted on the website after sorting it out. They didn’t even need to modify her speech. It looked terribly correct and very mainstream.

Egg waffle: I don’t believe it, how could this be what President Chu said? [doge] This is teaching the party a lesson.

Lan Lan: The press release actually deleted the three simple points of Old Director Chu. This will let everyone know who President Chu is alluding to. [doge]

Dora: Only I am curious about the battle between death songs and Gods in the night party! No need to edit, father and daughter finally have to compete in singing face to face, hahahaha.

TAT: Xiao Chu will not be on stage at night, but the earplugs at the company’s door are out of stock.

Huang Long: Did the senior executives who have been IN Qisheng for many years all have hearing problems, or how did they live until now? [doge]

Because of Chu Yanyin’s strength in the ghost area, the Qisheng annual meeting became a highly anticipated moment. After all, this represented the birth of new editing materials and a large number of classic ghost works. 

The stage design of the Qisheng Gala was quite satisfactory. The main visual color was the red that was in line with the aesthetics of the elderly. It was similar to the Spring Festival Gala. Chu Chu was able to sit still at first, but when she heard the host call Chu Yanyin to the stage, she was a little panicked.

Chu Chu tried to escape and said, “I’m going to the bathroom…”

Zhang Jianian grabbed her back and he resolutely said, “No, the camera will definitely shoot you later.”

He was very aware of the psychology of cameramen at the party. They would definitely take the opportunity to edit a father-daughter love scene. If Chu Chu’s seat was empty by then, how embarrassing would it be?

Chu Chu was dissatisfied, “Why do they want to shoot me? Record the last moments before my death?”

Zhang Jianian couldn’t laugh or cry, “…Why are you exaggerating, I have heard it many times.”

He dragged Chu Chu to not run. She could only sit on her seat anxiously. Chu Yanyin stepped onto the stage with a face full of spring breeze. As soon as the prelude of the song was played, Chu Yanyin opened his mouth to sing and Chu Chu’s facial features were twisted together, showing a terrible expression of pain.

Zhang Jianian reminded her in a low voice, “My arm is about to be broken by you.” 

He was pulling Chu Chu, but when Chu Yanyin sang, she held him back nervously like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Chu Chu grabbed his arm and didn’t let go. She couldn’t wait to curl up into the cracks, her expression was miserable. The four minutes was not long, it was just the voice which made people feel that it was as long as four thousand years.