Hao Yunyang wore a black suit with a white shirt and a plaid tie, looking spirited and energetic. Standing next to him, Zhao Xinxin had lost some of her youthfulness from a year ago and gained more mature charm, her standard professional attire harmonizing perfectly with Hao Yunyang.
By twelve-thirty, Ye Yunying and the first batch of city-level liaison officers had all arrived. Now, the first batch of provincial-level liaison officers was complete, with fifteen people and twenty-four provincial-level deputy liaison officers, including Kong Lingqiu, all arriving on time.
Opening the meeting room from a year ago and seeing the organization’s high-level members expand from sixteen to thirty-nine, Hao Yunyang’s face revealed a sincere smile.
“One year…” After everyone was seated, Hao Yunyang rested his elbows on the table, clasped his hands, and looked at everyone, speaking softly: “Since the last meeting, everyone’s development has been quite good, right?”
“Not bad” “Very good” “Excellent” “Okay”
Everyone responded with a smile, their expressions genuinely happy, especially the original fifteen city-level liaison officers who had now become provincial-level liaison officers. The various patent technologies they received from Hao Yunyang had brought unimaginable benefits. Conservatively estimated, the least wealthy among these fifteen people was worth at least 2 billion euros!
These twenty-four people had officially entered the upper echelons of the Jiuxiao organization from this moment on. The remaining fifteen people, though disappointed, could not show it on their faces. They could only smile and congratulate each other. Among them, Liu Xiangru might have been the best at hiding his feelings. Although he was somewhat displeased with Kong Lingqiu’s unexpected promotion, his smile was so natural that no one could detect any unusual expression.
After giving these thirty-nine people over a minute to offer congratulations, Hao Yunyang cleared his throat lightly, drawing everyone’s attention back to himself. He spoke: “From now on, the organization will implement a vertical management system. Regional heads and deputy regional heads will report directly to me, overseeing provincial-level leaders and lower-ranking members in their respective regions.”
After briefly explaining the various rules and procedures he had discussed with his son Hao Zhenhua, Hao Yunyang smiled slightly and asked, “Do you have any objections to these arrangements?”
“None.” Who would be foolish enough to raise an objection in Hao Yunyang’s autocratic environment?
