beautiful boss

Chapter 18

Jinghe belongs to a family-owned enterprise, and there is no rigid requirement that a CEO surnamed Jing must be able to understand the financial report.

Facts have proved that Mr. Jing seems to be unable to understand these things every time, so that Mr. Jing has to master extremely strong financial knowledge, and at the end of the meeting, tell the boss concisely and concisely whether we made a loss or made a profit last month.

For Qin Yi, who is a professional counterpart, these things are simply a piece of cake, just a few pages of data, anyone who has studied elementary accounting will read it.

The supervisor of the finance department was full of passion at the top. Qin Yi listened carefully at the bottom, and Jing Jing also tried to adjust his attention, listening carefully to those big numbers of tens of millions.

"Mr. Jing, I've finished my report. Do you have any questions?" The finance director, who was a little Mediterranean, was a middle-aged man in his forties. His middle-aged beer belly was directly proportional to his business ability.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yi put the tablet in his hand in front of the scenery, and he organized the not-so-succinct and clear accounts payable, accounts receivable, tax payment, and business expectations into words that the scenery could understand, and then fiddled with it. several bar charts.

And Mr. Xiao Jing only needs to hold the spoon that Assistant Qin fed to his mouth, and eat the food in his stomach.

Jing Jing glanced roughly, but didn't see any obvious losses. He more or less found out some ways, and said with confidence: "No problem."

Jinghe's operating conditions have been very stable. Even though the physical industry has been in a downturn for the past two years, Jinghe's other high-tech industries are also constantly generating income.

Even if the established real estate really goes downhill, as long as it maintains a state of not losing money, everything will not be a problem.

However, if Jing He wants to retire smoothly from this position for three years, he must find a new income-generating point to bring Jing He's stock to a high value.

This is not an easy task, even for a scene where university life has nothing to do with economics and management, it is as difficult as skyrocketing.

There is no doubt that Jing Jing was not raised as an heir since he was a child.

Although his elder brother Jing Ao is too naive, he is still playing and leaving home when he is old, but he is really strong in terms of brain. Jing Ao is not a star.

If Jing Ao was standing in today's position, he probably wouldn't need Qin Yi as his deputy.

However, what sat in this position was the view.

A beautiful trash who just got a glimpse of the door in the perilous commercial rainforest.

To this day, some people in the company are still dissatisfied with the scenery, and the first suggestion at the annual general meeting of shareholders is to replace the executive CEO.

Nai Hejing's father, Jing Zhongxun, is the largest shareholder, with a high degree of holding so that he can centralize power, "My son won't be the president, do you want your son to do it?"

As a result, all the shareholders swallowed their anger, and the scenery... endured the burden of petting and forged ahead.

The one-hour regular meeting ended quickly, and people from various departments dispersed like a tide. In the blink of an eye, only Jing Jing and Qin Yi were left in the huge conference room.

After every monthly meeting, I will fall into the scene of "how to generate income" which is a soul torture. I haven't recovered from it for a while.

After a long absence last night, I liberated myself, and now all the pressure I released came back.

He really didn't want to be the president for the rest of his life.

If you are lucky enough to become the chairman of the board as soon as possible, it would be the best, just like his old man, traveling around the mountains and rivers without doing business every day, and wearing women's clothes by the way.

If he is super lucky to be laid off early, become his idle rich second generation again, immediately pack his luggage and fly around the world, find a country with a high degree of freedom to settle down, and challenge himself to wear women's clothing and walk on the street, then life will be without regrets.

"Mr. Jing." Qin Yi knew that Jing Jing was annoying when he saw Jing's eyebrows, so he suggested in a gentle voice: "Go back to the office first."

"Qin Yi, go and ask the strategy department to sort out the projects that are going to be invested in the next quarter for me." Jing Jing stood up from the chair, the swivel chair in the conference room was not as comfortable as the one in the office, and he felt pain from sitting on his old waist.

After being the president for two years, his income has not improved by leaps and bounds, but his waist disc has become more and more prominent.

"Okay, I'll go there in a while and hand it over to you before two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Yes..." Jing Jing nodded, and walked out while supporting her old waist.

The conference room is connected to various screen projection whiteboards, and several black cables are stretched across the floor.With one hand fisted behind his back, Jing Jing didn't pay attention to his feet, his toes hit the cable, his waist jerked violently, and he jumped forward unexpectedly.

"careful!"

Qin Yi almost acted faster with his hands than his brain. He subconsciously tried to catch the scene of falling flat in front of his eyes, but the wires on the floor of the conference room were simply roadblocks.

So the two of them fell to the ground, but Qin Yi took the lead in a protective gesture, protecting Jing Jing's waist with one hand and Jing Jing's head with the other, so his elbow slammed into the ground hard, and his flesh collided with the marble floor of the meeting room , Qin Yi grunted in pain.

"Qin Yi?" The scenery protected by Qin Yi was not hurt at all, but when he heard Qin Yi's muffled groaning and painful voice, he grabbed Qin Yi's suit jacket nervously, a little at a loss.

Jing Jing didn't expect Qin Yi to pounce on him at all, and he was ready to throw himself on the ground.

He and Qin Yi were the only two people in this conference room, and Qin Yi saw them both wearing women's clothing, so there was nothing shy about watching them fall on the ground again.

But Qin Yi rushed over without making a sound, and now he was not injured at all, but Qin Yi hugged his arm, as if he had bumped into it, and the scene full of guilt in his heart was about to get up immediately, so the embracing and entangled posture just It lasted for a while.

Qin Yi also stood up, moved his arms, and felt that there seemed to be no problem with the bones, but there was a skin trauma, and it didn't matter.

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay." Qin Yiwen said in a warm voice, "Be careful when you walk."

Jing Jing kicked the 'culprit' cable next to his feet in dissatisfaction, frowned and said to Qin Yi, "Let me see your hands first."

"It's really okay." Qin Yi intuitively felt that he was not injured.

"Don't let me see, you should get off work and go to the hospital first." Jing Jing didn't budge, in order to make her words powerful, she stood up straight, even forgetting her aching waist.

This is different from the bald Mediterranean. This is a real work injury, or an injury just to protect the boss!

"You can't watch it here." Jing Jing's non-false concern made Qin Yi's heart surge like a flood, and it had to be honey water, not too sweet.

His face was calm, but his smile rose a little bit, he turned his head and picked up the documents and tablet on the table, "Mr. Jing, go back to the office first, I'll let you see it when I go back."

"Give me something." Jing Jing couldn't let the injured take the materials, and immediately spread his two white palms.

There was not even a single callus or scar on Jing Jing's hands, and he looked like a pampered young master.

"Mr. Jing, I can handle it. It's against the rules."

There are all colleagues at work outside, how can it be possible to ask Jing to walk out with a file and a computer in his hand and walk out with his hands behind the shopkeeper?

"There are no rules or irregularities." Jing Jing didn't care.

Qin Yi shook his head firmly, "This is the company, Mr. Jing, you can't help me get things."