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Chapter 799 - 799 39 Leader - End Explosive update 12k words asking for monthly votes - Part 2

799: Chapter 39: Leader – End (Explosive update 12k words, asking for monthly votes) – Part 2 799: Chapter 39: Leader – End (Explosive update 12k words, asking for monthly votes) – Part 2 Cheng Daqi is the true leader, the unquestionable leader, just look at West State Logistics, it was originally a gift from Achilles to Temir, but it’s Cheng Daqi who’s taking care of everything.

As for this kind of attitude from the top Black Police, President Cheng did not show much reaction.

Authority does not come naturally, sometimes he must not appear too ‘agreeable.’

Some things are indeed very troublesome.

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At two o’clock in the morning, in the office of the MAS President, Lisa, who had just flown back from Paris, was discussing her feelings about her trip to Europe with President Cheng.

“The executives of the European division are dissatisfied with our severance terms; they are demanding too much, Chan.

I think we should go through the legal process and drag it out as long as we can.

They have only been working for less than three months, yet have the nerve to make outrageous demands.

French labor protection clauses are quite lenient, but they are too much.”

It’s hard for people to act beyond their own interests, and Lisa is a prime example.

She’s clearly a good person, but given her position, there are some things that seem absurd, yet she has no choice but to do.

Cheng Daqi had just finished managing issues at Shanhaiguan over a transoceanic call and was now being pestered by his lead general, his mind somewhat muddled.

After pondering for a while, he finally spoke up.

“How are the lower-level employees?

What concerns me more is the establishment of the production system in the European division.

These executives haven’t done their jobs well, but they must have done something, right?”

MAS had started globalizing before it matured, a decision Cheng Daqi made in anticipation of the rapid global expansion of the short video market.

Currently, this decision seems somewhat rash.

But still, after investing over three million Dollars, shouldn’t the European division have some results?

“Not very optimistic, it was not set up properly from the beginning, and subsequently, due to our pushing, everything seemed very makeshift, Chan.

I think we need some courage—perhaps we can directly let the subsidiary there go bankrupt.”

The suggestion from the blonde white woman sounded outrageous, but considering France, and weighing the cost of reorganizing the system and rebuilding the workforce, starting from scratch might well be a good solution.

“I’ll think about it.

Are you considering the time cost?”

Cheng Daqi confirmed, and the blonde white woman replied with a hint of admiration.

“That’s the good thing about partnering with you, you’re way smarter, haha, Chan.”

Mr.

President of MAS clicked on his mouse, and two more emails popped up in his inbox while he pondered how to clean up the mess in France.

“Have you been paying attention to that Hua Country person I sent to the European division?”

Originally, he had taken a mid-level manager from the French division of the Dongxin Group from Gu Chaofei to work at MAS’s France division, to help balance the influence of the local executives for him—a decision made easily, but now, it might actually be a turning point.

“He’s doing okay, but he’s outnumbered and alone.

Ah, Chan, sometimes you just have to make the hard calls.

I even think MAS can focus solely on the North American market.

The North American market has high commercial value, enough to support MAS’s future, and with your Shanhaiguan focused on the Hua Country market, just do well in the two most dynamic markets in the world, and the other fringe regions don’t matter much.”

That sounded preposterous—Europe = other fringe regions.

But taking into account various factors between market size and cost-benefit, Lisa’s words seemed quite reasonable.

“If America is run well, the entire English-speaking market will open up to you, Chan.

We invest a little in the short video market in America, and the return could be 2 or 3 times, but how big is the French market?

Digging deeper, the languages in the European Union are completely different: France, Germany, Italy…

do we currently have that much energy to run these markets?”

Cheng Daqi sighed.

“Perhaps I chose the wrong place, Lisa.

I should have set up the division in London from the beginning.”

This matter was indeed his fault, after all, he was inherently a Hua Country person and lacked insight into the Europe and America markets.

“What, going to London, you two are planning to sneak off to London behind my back?”

The black-haired rich woman pushed open the door of the office, joking with a laugh.

“Mi’er, how did you end up at the company?”

Cheng Daqi raised his wrist to check the time, realizing it was indeed two o’clock in the morning.

“I just came back from Utah, Riel told me you were still working, so I came to see you.

What, am I interrupting your date?”

The blonde white woman rolled her eyes sarcastically.

“A date?

I’m working sixteen hours a day, and you think I’m on a date?”

Cheng Daqi laughed awkwardly, aware that Lisa was pointing out his behavior.

“If you’re tired, take a break.

Mi’er can keep an eye on New Era’s affairs.

By the way, what’s in Utah that made you go all the way there?”

The black-haired rich lady’s assistant set up a chair for her, and, exhausted, she leaned back in it, the first thing she did was taking off her shoes.

“Annoying, Mi’er, aren’t you disgusted?”

Lisa looked in disdain at her friend and covered her nose as she complained.

“Honey, forgive me, I’ve run nearly seven hundred miles today, totally worn out, visited five places.

You would never guess, I now have a hydroelectric plant in Utah; its dam is as tall as a five-story building.

My God, I never imagined I’d own a hydroelectric plant in my life.”