"Hey, don't do that," Qi He said, standing up from the sofa anxiously. "Boss, boss, I was really wrong. I swear, from now on I'll only listen to you. Even if President Qing offered me a hundred million, I wouldn't listen to him."
He still wanted to be a shareholder in the private detective agency.
Not long ago, Meng Jingwei had mentioned that the year-end bonus would be one percent of the shares for him and Zhang Hui, with more room for advancement and company dividends in the future. He naturally wanted to continue working with Meng Jingwei for the long term.
"Stop the nonsense and tell me, what's the situation with Ye's company?" Meng Jingwei returned to the main topic.
Qi He sighed and recounted the whole story to Meng Jingwei. "President Qing's company has been researching artificial intelligence, right? Half a month ago, his first batch of AI products were released for sale. Thanks to the pre-launch publicity, sales were good. However, starting two days ago, people began to complain one after another, saying that the company's AI equipment emits ultrasound or some audio frequency that damages the human nervous system, causing them to become disoriented and mentally disturbed."
"At first, only a few people complained, but then the number of complainants grew, and they even started holding white flags outside the company. President Qing has been trying to suppress the public outcry, but I estimate that if the matter isn't handled properly, he won't be able to contain it for many more days."
Meng Jingwei found what Qi He was saying to be utterly unbelievable.
After a few seconds of calm, she added, "Investigate secretly if there's any connection behind these complainants. Have Zhang Hui drop whatever he's doing, and you two investigate together."
"Yes, boss," Qi He replied.
Meng Jingwei suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, you mentioned last time that the company hired several people with high salaries. How are they doing?"
"Hahaha, each one is a talent. Don't worry, boss, everything is fine." Qi He's tone was tinged with pride.
As the detective agency's business expanded, the company indeed needed to recruit new staff.
Meng Jingwei naturally trusted Qi He and Zhang Hui.
She nodded slightly. "Thank you both for your hard work. I'll give you a big red envelope at the end of the year."
"Great, great, thank you, boss."
Qi He was overjoyed.
Meng Jingwei hummed and hung up the phone.
She sat in the car, looking at the Zhui Technology Company building, filled with melancholy.
In the past, Qing Mu Ye owned the largest building in Lancheng, Song Yu Building. Now, Song Yu Group had fallen into Qing Si Huai's hands. With the support of countless people behind Qing Si Huai, his business grew larger and larger, directly widening the gap between him and Qing Mu Ye.
Meng Jingwei knew that all of this was directly related to her.
As the end of the year approached, the roads were busy with traffic. Workers were already hanging lanterns on the branches along the roadside, creating a sense of busyness signaling the nearing holidays.
This contrasted sharply with the scene outside Zhui Technology.
She mused that it made sense. Qing Mu Ye hadn't called her since leaving Yan City yesterday, and she had been a little displeased. But she never expected that Qing Mu Ye's company would encounter so many difficult problems.
Yet, looking at herself, what could she do to help Qing Mu Ye now?
Money, with her current savings, was like a drop in the bucket for her.
Influence?
She was alone, with no capable subordinates. How could she help him?
A few minutes earlier, Meng Jingwei had even considered rushing into the CEO's office at Zhui Technology to confront Qing Mu Ye.
But at this moment, she suddenly lost her courage and didn't even know what to do.
Qing Mu Ye had Qing Si Huai behind him.
It was rumored that Qing Si Huai had repeatedly contacted Prince Anthony's third brother in secret. The outside world knew that Anthony's third brother, Joey Niebel William, doted on Anthony.