My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 159 - 133: Anticipating the Enemy’s Moves

Chapter 159: Chapter 133: Anticipating the Enemy’s Moves

"Too many stories and just want to give the story an ending?"

Han Fei watched the two people leave, repeating the phrase in his mind, finding more flavor in it the more it marinated, as if a burst of inspiration was about to break free within his brain.

Unfortunately, the other party was unwilling to talk more... Han Fei felt a bit disappointed.

"Right! There seemed to be another person in the car just now!" Han Fei suddenly remembered something and immediately sprinted back...

...

Meng Lang was unaware of what was happening behind him.

In his eyes, Han Fei was just another insignificant passerby in life.

Here’s an interesting math problem.

Assuming the world population is 7.3 billion. If the average lifespan is 80 years, and you meet 1,000 people a day, you can get acquainted with 3,000 people in a lifetime and become close friends with 20 people.

Then, in your lifetime, you will encounter 29.2 million people, and your probability of meeting them does not exceed 0.04%.

The probability of getting acquainted is about 0.0004%.

The probability of becoming close friends is less than 0.00000003%.

As for falling in love... sorry, the calculator has crashed.

However, fate is just so amazing.

A person who originally had no intersection with Meng Lang only met him by a whim of speeding, encountering each other by a 0.04% chance.

An unintentional act twisted Han Fei’s fate, leading him on a completely different life path, and like dominoes, affected many more people...

...

The two walked out of the driving school, and Yan Weiwei kept giving him weird looks all the way.

"What’s up? Do I have something on my face?" Meng Lang couldn’t help but touch his face.

"Seriously, a screenwriter, why didn’t you agree? What if it turns out to be a hit? You might become a celebrity."

"What’s so great about being a celebrity? There’s no freedom. Every day you’re under the microscope, worrying about being followed or losing fans.

Living so cautiously, even to quietly read a book, I have to prepare a secret room. How exhausting!"

"Hmm... If someone else said this, I would think he’s putting on an air, but coming from you, I actually believe it."

"Huh? Since when have the words from my mouth become so trustworthy?

Didn’t you say this morning that there are hardly a few honest words from me?" Meng Lang was slightly surprised.

Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes.

"I can learn too, okay! I’m now finding you quite strange. You seem to talk nonsense, but afterward, it oddly turns out you weren’t lying.

Following you that time, and this time driving...

I think next time you say you can fly a plane, I’d probably believe it. It’s really bizarre."

"Er..."

Advanced lies are when you clearly tell the truth, but no one believes it’s true...

But all of a sudden, Meng Lang realized this endlessly amusing game seemed to have met its match.

"Ha ha! That must be your illusion," Meng Lang chuckled dryly.

As they spoke, they had already walked to Yan Weiwei’s sports car.

Just as Yan Weiwei was about to open the driver’s door, she paused and then looked toward Meng Lang.

"How about... champ, you drive?"

Seeing the car keys handed over, Meng Lang was tempted.

That was a driving school car just now, but this was a genuine sports car, surely more thrilling to drive...

But his lips twitched, and he swallowed back the "okay" that was almost at his lips.

He turned his head.

"No need! I still prefer automatic."

Yan Weiwei: "..."

Am I supposed to believe that or not?

...

Changqing Biological.

"Chairman Gao, this document needs your signature."

"Hmm! Give me a brief on the content," Gao Yuan said while still browsing another document.

"Yes, Chairman Gao, this is about the production plan for the products next quarter and our marketing department’s sales assessment..."

After the marketing manager finished reporting, Gao Yuan finally put down the document she was holding.

She picked up the document in front of her, skimmed through it quickly, and then pushed it aside.

"Manager Jiang, take a look at this document. Any comments?"

Jiang Wenmin picked up the document, glanced over it briefly, and then smiled.

"Chairman Gao, Manager Liu is quite capable; I have no objections to this plan."

"Hmm!" Gao Yuan nodded noncommittally.

Then she pushed the document back.

"Do it again."

Jiang Wenmin’s mouth twitched slightly.

"Manager Liu, I need not only the regular production plan but also a contingency plan adjusted according to market sales conditions.

Also, is this marketing department’s sales assessment a joke?

There’s no counter-strategy for sales decline, no market analysis of major competitors, sales channels are shrinking, why is that? If there’s a price reduction, is there an effect assessment?

Is this how you work?

The marketing department is the hub of the company, responsible for collecting, organizing, analyzing, and communicating market intelligence, providing information and decision support for this department and others!

But I haven’t received any substantial suggestions or advice from this document.

Moreover, with the trade competition between the two countries intensifying and the international situation unclear, will our procurement of production equipment be affected?

If affected, will our production plans be affected? Do we need to make preparations in advance?

I just saw that Manager Liu’s annual salary is about six hundred thousand, right?

If this is the work performance, I seriously question whether the company still needs a marketing department. Would it be better to use these funds to expand the sales team for better performance improvements?"

The marketing manager’s forehead broke out in a slight sweat.

"Yes, yes! This is our lack of thorough work, I will immediately go back and make rectifications."

This individual had fired a number of high-level executives as soon as she arrived, ruthless and resolute, when she said she would fire someone, she truly wasn’t joking!

Gao Yuan, carrying the momentum of a great victory, had just taken office, and her first action was to directly eliminate a large part of the management.

This decisive and resolute manner of conducting her affairs had undoubtedly established a certain prestige within the company.

Gao Yuan was also seizing the moment, using this prestige to take over the company as quickly as possible.

Looking at the marketing manager who had never been this respectful to her before, Jiang Wenmin couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

This Gao Yuan was truly a formidable figure!

At first, she only asked one or two questions by his side, appearing genuinely inquisitive.

In such a short time, she had almost completely grasped the company’s structure and operating model.

By now, she was already able to gradually intervene in company affairs according to her own ideas, and what was key, she was quite targeted...

"Manager Jiang, I’ll leave this matter for you to supervise. Once you’ve finished, take a look first before handing it over to me." Gao Yuan continued looking down at another document.

"Yes! Chairman Gao, your vision is broad and your considerations are comprehensive, truly a woman who doesn’t let the men overshadow her."

Jiang Wenmin felt like a eunuch standing behind the emperor, only occasionally able to shout a "the emperor is mighty".

"Hmm!" Gao Yuan didn’t even look up.

Uh...

Clearly, this boss wasn’t interested in flattery.

"Chairman Gao!" Just then, another department manager walked in somewhat frantically, looking tense and even forgetting to knock on the door.

Seeing this person, Jiang Wenmin’s eyes lit up.

"Manager Ma, what happened?" Gao Yuan put down the documents in her hand, sensing something unusual from the other’s demeanor.

She remembered that this Manager Ma was the supervisor of the storage department.

"Chairman Gao! There’s been an incident in the cold storage!" Manager Ma said with a somber face.

"Cold storage?" Gao Yuan frowned. "What happened to the cold storage?"

A typical biopharmaceutical company needs a cold storage for certain raw materials or special pharmaceuticals which must be preserved at low temperatures, hence the need for cold storage.

Smaller companies generally choose to rent.

But for a company the size of Changqing Biological, many opt to build their own.

"Chairman Gao, here’s what happened, on the night of April 2, there was a regional power outage. Unexpectedly, the cold storage’s UPS (Uninterruptible Power Supply) happened to be under maintenance at that time, resulting in a state of no power supply for several hours.

Our batch of raw materials in the cold storage, I fear... I fear they might be affected!"

Manager Ma said, sweating profusely.

"What effect, be more specific." Gao Yuan asked calmly.

Manager Ma looked even more distressed.

"Mainly some insulin and a large amount of blood system drugs, which are best kept at temperatures of 2-8°C, but they’ve been in a relatively high-temperature environment for several hours, and it’s likely some have already deteriorated.

The best outcome is a reduced efficacy, the worst, is... is complete ineffectiveness..."

Gao Yuan stared at him, "How big is the loss?"

"Conservatively estimated, the loss... the loss is around 20 million!" Manager Ma almost didn’t dare to look up.

"What? 20 million?!" Jiang Wenmin also feigned an expression of "shock".

He looked furious, pointing at Manager Ma’s nose.

"What is your storage department doing? Can’t even manage a cold storage properly!

Causing such a huge loss to the company, who is going to take responsibility!"

Gao Yuan’s eyebrows slightly raised, 20 million, that was not a small sum.

She knew that Changqing Biological’s liquid funds had almost been completely drained by Xu Jingsong under various pretenses, just barely maintaining operation.

A loss of 20 million under normal circumstances, while significant for Changqing Biological which made tens of millions in annual profit, was still bearable.

But at this moment, it was undoubtedly the straw that could break the camel’s back!

"How could this happen? Logically speaking, even if the UPS was under maintenance, if there was a power outage in the cold storage, the duty staff should have immediately reported it to the management department.

How could you possibly only discover the problem today?" Gao Yuan sensed something was off.

"The employee on duty that night resigned the next day, he said he was going back to his hometown to get married..."

Manager Ma looked ashamed.

"I suspect, that guy fell asleep that night, and when he realized he had messed up, he didn’t dare to speak up and just ran away!

We only found out about the incident tonight after checking the temperature logs in the system.

I’m sorry, Chairman Gao, this is my responsibility, I... I offer my resignation!"

"Don’t rush to resign, let’s clarify things first. You go down, organize a report about the incident, I want every detail!"

"Yes, Chairman Gao!" Manager Ma walked out with a troubled face.

Before Gao Yuan could fully consider the impact of the incident on Changqing Biological, another person hurried in from outside the door.

This time it was the newly promoted finance officer.

"Chairman Gao! Bad news, the bank suddenly stopped our loan!" the newcomer said in a panicked tone.

Loan suspension?

Gao Yuan paused for a moment, then slightly narrowed her eyes.

Cold storage power outage... bank loan suspension...

Calling it a coincidence would hardly convince anyone, this was cutting off Changqing Biological’s financial lifeline!

[They might be planning some moves against Changqing Biological next...]

That guy... he really called it!

After calming down, Gao Yuan, quite unexpectedly, showed no signs of anger or similar emotions, she even seemed somewhat pleased with the disaster.

Looking at Xu Jingsong’s actions, whether targeting her or Changqing Biological, each step had almost been anticipated by the other party.

Step by step, predicting the enemy’s moves, what kind of intelligence capability was this?

Xu Group, just what kind of existence are you provoking...

"Haha!"

Jiang Wenmin was always watching Gao Yuan’s expressions.

He had thought she would panic, become utterly disordered, but unexpectedly... she actually laughed!?

Her laugh was somewhat cold, and a bit mocking...