Chapter 237： Accept your fate

On this day, Hu Xian, who was always paying attention to the sales of his own "Sing Tao Daily", knew the newspaper's sales for the first time, but he stopped the decline and the sales increased by 30,000 copies.　For a time, most of the depression in Hu Xian's heart disappeared. He only felt that the heavy pressure in his heart that was as heavy as a mountain in the past month has also disappeared, and the smile that has not been seen for a long time appears again.

On this day, not only Hu Xian, but the entire Sing Tao News Group were in a good mood and seemed to see the bright future of their company.

However, it is too early to draw a conclusion in one day. Now tell Hu Xian and the others at Sing Tao News Group that they are too happy!

The next day, when Hu Xian was expecting her own newspaper sales to rise again, the statistics made her dumbfounded.

"How can it fall!"

Hu Xian's hand holding the statistics table kept shaking, and he couldn't believe the data on the table.

"Are your statistics wrong? How come it has dropped so drastically! Yesterday it rose by 30,000 copies!"

Hu Xian's face was flushed, his eyes widened, like an angry lion, and he shouted angrily at several executives in front of him.

Several executives lowered their heads, afraid to look at Hu Xian's eyes.

In fact, when they saw the statistics for the first time, they couldn't believe it because they thought it was the staff responsible for statistics that was wrong.

But after they watched the statisticians count back and forth several times, the number was still the same. In the end, the non-believers of the Minister of the Publishing Department made a special calculation himself.

But the reality is so cruel. The next day's sales really surpassed all of their expectations. The expected increase in share did not occur. It turned out to be an unacceptable decline, and the decline was so severe!

Yesterday’s sales rose by 30,000 copies, but today’s sales volume fell by 40,000 copies compared to yesterday. That is to say, compared to before the revision, it still dropped by 10,000 copies, and the "Sing Tao Daily" fell back again. The state, and the decline is even stronger than before!

The first time, they knew they were going to suffer!

Their first reaction was not the situation of the company, but rather high interest, with the slowly expecting boss Hu Xian still waiting for them to report, but if this number is reported, they will be greeted by Thunder Fury.

Although ten thousand people didn't want to go, they encouraged the courage to present the sales statistics to Hu Xian.

Now that I see it, the boss is angry! Completely accept no!

Under Hu Xian's thunderous anger, they all bowed their heads and remained silent, not daring to speak, for fear that the boss's anger would concentrate on them.

"Speaking, dumb? Are the statistics wrong?"

Seeing that several executives were silent on the map, Hu Xian's heart kept sinking, her breathing became rapid, and she shouted with some emotional breakdown.

Yesterday, her own "Sing Tao Daily" also stopped the downward trend and rose by 30,000 copies. For this, she kept enjoying herself.

At night, I finally got a good night’s sleep and had a good dream. In the dream, her "Sing Tao Daily" resisted the pressure of Jiuding Newspaper Company. Sales continued to rise, and the major media newspapers that had refused to cooperate were also Cooperating with Sing Tao News Agency, her Sing Tao News Group continued to grow and eventually even seized the status of media supremacy in one fell swoop.

It's just that this kind of happiness only lasted less than a day, and the next day's sales turned out to be such a sales that made her unacceptable.

The psychological gap is too great, she can't accept it at all!

"Speak, what is going on?"

"Chairman, there is nothing wrong. We have verified it several times and it is really the sales. Now I have sent someone to investigate and analyze the reason."

Realizing that if he didn't answer, the boss would never give up. Several executives with their heads down exchanged their eyes, and the director of the distribution department in the middle took a deep breath and slightly raised his head and said softly.

The words of the Minister of Distribution were like a knife, which directly pierced the only hope in Hu Xian's heart. Her face turned pale, she only felt the blood rushing to her head, and the whole person had difficulty breathing.

"Huhuhu..."

Hu Xian leaned on the table and looked at the statistical table floating on the table. Her expression kept changing, her chest was choked again, and she breathed quickly.

"Chairman, are you okay?"

"Chairman, sit down first, don't worry."

...

Seeing Hu Xian's strangeness, several senior executives hurriedly walked in, surrounded Hu Xian and said with concern, but did not dare to touch her.

For a long time, Hu Xian raised his head and looked at them numbly, his bloodshot eyes looked very scary, and several executives did not dare to look at her.

Hu Xian said in a dry and hoarse voice: "Notify everyone of the meeting and we must find out the reason."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

An executive immediately responded, and then ran outside.

This night, the entire Sing Tao News Corporation building was brightly lit.

This night, for all of them, will be a sleepless night.

On the third day of the revised version of Sing Tao Daily, sales dropped by nearly 10,000 copies again, and then dropped again on the fourth day.

After two days of investigation and detailed analysis, Sing Tao News Group finally came to a cruel conclusion that the revised version of "Sing Tao Daily" has become more homogenous with "Feng Yun Daily", but The quality of "Sing Tao Daily" is not as good as that of the same type of "Feng Yun Daily", leading readers to selectively abandon the less valuable "Sing Tao Daily".

After learning about this cruel thing, Hu Xian directly locked himself in the chairman’s office for one day.

She finally realized that Sing Tao News Agency should not be activated in advance, and she rashly revised the "Sing Tao Daily".

"Sing Tao Daily"'s current misery, in the final analysis, comes from her strategic decision-making mistakes, which she can only swallow.

However, she is not reconciled. The Sing Tao News Corporation, which was built by her father Hu Wenhu, once ranked first in the Hong Kong newspaper industry in terms of comprehensive strength , has become what it is now in her hands. Facing a life and death crisis!

Moreover, the next situation will be even more severe, because the four newspapers acquired by Jiuding News will soon be armed and attack her, but she has no means to deal with it!

Thinking of Jiuding Newspaper Company, Hu Xian's heart seemed to be crushed by a mountain, suffocating her.

Can't fight!

Hu Xian felt that all her strength had been emptied. She was unwilling, but she had nothing to do.

Looking at the tall buildings outside the window through the glass, her own appearance appeared in the glass. Hu Xian blinked her eyes, and she seemed to be constantly changing. She saw the kind face of her dead father, and she seemed to hear his father. He asked her to let go and live a life easily.

"Forget it, accept your fate..."

With a mutter to herself, the last force in her heart disappeared. Hu Xian, who hadn't slept all night last night, finally couldn't hold it. His eyelids became heavier and heavier. The whole person slowly lay on the sofa and fell asleep.