Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Villain is Extremely Difficult to Mess With

Chapter 150 Ugly Duckling Substitute vs. A Ruthless and Ruthless CEO (73)

Qin Shen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

His broad and tall back alone gave people a strong sense of oppression. His suit was casually discarded on the round chair next to him, and he was wearing a simple white shirt.

It wrapped his muscular body so tightly that it looked like the shirt was about to burst.

The well-pressed shirt had a few wrinkles because of his good figure.

Hearing the noise behind him, the man turned around.

The manager looked up at the Boss's sharply defined, cold face. Those dark pupils stared at him without any emotion, like a medieval monarch about to sentence him to death, hang him on the gallows, and strangle him to death. How terrifying.

"Three days."

Qin Shen looked at him coldly, "You haven't secured that piece of land in Beicheng yet."

It's easy to say, but if you're so capable, go and talk to them yourself.

The manager was sweating profusely, not daring to wipe it away. All he could do was silently lower his head and whisper in defense of his department, "President Qin, that piece of land is highly sought after right now. From what I understand, there are many groups competing for it."

The main reason is that the land is large and in a good location, with retro scenery nearby, making it perfect as a film and television base. You're not the only one with this idea…”

"So?" Qin Shen's dark eyes flickered slightly. "This is just an excuse you made for your own incompetence."

The manager couldn't take it anymore. He raised his arm to wipe the sweat that was about to fall into his eyes. "President Qin, I really tried my best. Our department has been working overtime lately to draft many projects. These include investment, cooperation, and even direct acquisition plans."

But the owner of that land is completely unyielding; I... I can't do anything about it.

Qin Shen narrowed his long, phoenix-shaped eyes and stared at the manager standing in front of him with his head down.

An uncontrollable flame burned in my heart, gradually growing larger.

Assistant Kong vaguely sensed something and quietly took two steps back.

The boss hates people who can't do things well but still try to argue in front of him.

There is no fairness in this world.

Those in higher positions want good results, not the effort you put in. If everyone said they worked hard and the higher-ups would forgive them, what's the point of running a company?

The main thing is.

The boss is always very generous with money; the department's expenses alone are substantial, not to mention individual salaries.

A silence fell over the room.

The manager's neck ached from having his head down. He couldn't help but lift his head to stretch his neck and glance at President Qin.

Qin Shen stared at him as if he were a dead man.

It startled him so much that he shrank his neck, feeling a chill on his neck.

Ten seconds later.

Qin Shen chuckled softly, his deep voice seemingly devoid of emotion, but that was precisely what made it all the more terrifying. "If you can't do this, you might as well get lost."

His well-defined fingers twitched twice.

Assistant Kong opened the door, and a man in an outdated suit, who had been waiting outside for a long time, walked in timidly.

Although the suit was outdated, it was clean and tidy, and his face was also very well-groomed.

This was his first time facing his boss directly, and his legs were trembling. "Mr. Qin, hello."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, the manager quickly looked up.

Ignoring everything else, she pointed at him and said, "Wang Wei! Who sent you... No, President Qin, what do you mean by this?"

Assistant Kong, with great foresight, moved a chair and placed it behind the Boss.

Qin Shen sat down lazily, elegantly crossed one leg, and stared at him with a languid gaze, "Since you can't do it, there are plenty of people who want your position."

Inside the quiet CEO's office, the sound of a man's rapid breathing could be heard.

He immediately stepped forward to show his loyalty, saying, "President Qin, I will definitely handle this matter well!"

"No! Mr. Qin!" The manager flapped his wings like a goose being strangled, his voice hoarse and unpleasant. "He's just a good-for-nothing subordinate in my department. If you're just trying to humiliate me, you don't need to make jokes like this!"

He held up three fingers, and sweat dripped down his forehead. Soon his face was covered in sweat.

It looked both pathetic and ridiculous. "I promise, give me five more days, no, three days, just three days, please, Mr. Qin."

Assistant Kong noticed that the boss remained silent.

He smiled gently, his tone low and steady, "It's not just what you said, is it? You two were college classmates and have always been mortal enemies. He had better grades than you and married the girl you loved. But his career didn't develop as well as yours. Later, he was transferred to your department by chance, and you've been bullying and belittling him ever since."

"What goes around comes around," Assistant Kong sighed.

And yet, one can't help but feel that the Boss is truly cruel and hurtful.

If it were just a simple scolding of the manager, it wouldn't have come to this. This is practically trampling on the manager's self-esteem, stepping on it again and again.

Qin Shen looked at him and smiled gently. "Anyone can sit in this position you're in. If you can do it, so can he. If you can't stand it, just quit."

The manager hesitated, then his legs gave way and he slipped and fell to the ground.

It's very difficult for Dixing Entertainment to get in, especially in this era where 996 work schedules are common and everyone is very stressed.

That's already considered a high salary and high return.

His entire family depends on his salary. Just a few days ago, he happily bought a car, and he still has to pay off the loan. If he didn't have the salary from Emperor Star Entertainment, he could indeed apply for other companies, but the problem is, none of them are as good as this one.

Besides, what if other companies also want him to start from the bottom?

"Mr. Qin."

The manager's face was as white as wax, and he crawled down to Qin Shen's pants like a dog.

Trembling, she reached out and grabbed the man's clean, tidy suit trousers. "Mr. Qin, please give me another chance. I have elderly parents to support and young children to raise. My wife is pregnant with our second child, and we rely entirely on my salary. If you demote me now, you're forcing me to jump off a building, Mr. Qin!"

Qin Shen smiled.

People like that, if they say they're going to jump off a building, they definitely won't.

He slowly sat up straight, then leaned forward towards the manager.

The manager instinctively tried to dodge.

But then he remembered something and lay there motionless.

Qin Shen patted his face, making a loud slapping sound.

Assistant Kong lowered his eyes upon seeing the scene before him, pretending not to have seen anything.

The other employees nervously swallowed.

"You want me to give you a chance, right?"

The manager nodded vigorously.

He has thought it through.

As long as he doesn't lose his job, he'd be willing to crawl between President Qin's legs, even if it meant doing it in front of Assistant Kong and that kid.

He cannot live without this position.

Qin Shen's lips curled slightly.

He reached out and patted the wrinkled cuffs of his trousers.

The gleaming polished shoulder and shoe tips were pointed directly at the manager's face.