The financial work was personally taken on by Dai Paipai.
The security department, in charge of company safety, was concurrently managed by Li Qianfan.
As for human resources, Dai Paipai would not delegate the task to anyone at this time.
For any company, once finance, safety, and personnel are controlled, what else can't be managed?
After firmly holding these three crucial positions, Dai Paipai vigorously promoted her absolute confidant, Old Su, to the position of Vice President, concurrently heading the sales department.
From then on, Old Su became the second-in-command, second only to Dai Paipai, overseeing over three hundred people.
He would occupy Zhao Lianjin's office and possess sole signatory authority of up to one hundred thousand yuan.
This meant that for invoices within one hundred thousand yuan, Old Su could independently approve and disburse funds from finance without seeking Dai Paipai's consent.
Old Su was so excited that he trembled all over.
All he had initially sought was to regain his former position.
Now, he had ascended even higher!
As Vice President, he would have more opportunities to enjoy foot massages.
Old Su's promotion was significantly facilitated by his son-in-law's crucial role.
Old Su was very curious about how Li Qianfan had helped General Manager Dai reclaim her power of life and death.
Was this question important?
No!
Because Old Su had always been a pragmatist who focused on results, not processes.
Just as Old Su was about to grin foolishly, he suddenly realized something and quickly composed himself, sitting upright.
Although Zhao Lianjin and his associates had been successfully purged, and Dai Paipai had immediately promoted capable individuals from below who had no connection to Zhao Lianjin.
However, no one could deny that with the purging of Zhao Lianjin and others, the upstream and downstream channels of Paipai Fashion experienced significant disruption.
Especially with the videos sent by Zhao Lianjin, which had attracted high attention from relevant authorities, further tarnishing Paipai Fashion's reputation.
Therefore.
For a considerable period to come, Dai Paipai would have to work hard to stabilize the company, consolidate its channels, and restore its reputation.
Li Qianfan paid no attention to these matters. Throughout the lengthy afternoon meeting, he frequently stifled yawns.
After all, he had sustained internal injuries just yesterday.
Today, having seized the opportunity to deal with Zhao Lianjin, he had also expended too many brain cells, making fatigue quite normal.
However.
When Li Qianfan stood up for the eighth time, intending to go to the restroom, his casual glance out the back window suddenly lit up.
His spirits soared, and all traces of fatigue vanished!
In the parking lot below the back window, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman standing next to his Mini.
He immediately slipped out quietly.
He thought Dai Paipai, who was discussing matters with Old Su and others, hadn't noticed him.
Wrong.
Despite Dai Paipai's serious demeanor in their discussion, her peripheral vision would dart towards the record desk behind the door every three to five seconds.
"Seeing him leave so quickly, with such a happy expression, it must be Su Ziyu who has arrived."
As Dai Paipai thought this, her fighting spirit suddenly waned considerably.
She was a mature woman, experienced in life, and understood her current emotional state perfectly.
"My handsome general is still here, yet I am already falling uncontrollably."
"Who can tell me how to escape this young man who, inadvertently, weaves a web of affection around me?"
"Should I become a shameless bad woman?"
"No. That would not only hurt my general but also earn his disdain."
"I must sever these affections!"
"Dai Paipai, you can do it!"
"If you can't, then think of your husband, whom you've caused so much trouble."
Dai Paipai gritted her teeth secretly. Thinking of her loving husband, her heart felt much clearer.
Her restless heart quickly stabilized.
But this effect was only momentary.
Li Qianfan's shadow, like a tender sprout, tenaciously pushed through the soil from the deepest part of her heart.
"I am doomed."
Li Qianfan, of course, couldn't hear the woman's despairing cry.
He, however, strode purposefully towards the parking lot, his steps brisk. Just as he raised his hand to greet a certain beautiful woman, he paused.
Although his wife was stunningly beautiful and a natural clothes hanger, she never wore such short skirts or such high heels.
She had also meticulously applied makeup and exuded a cool, seductive aura.
It was a refreshing sight for Li Qianfan.
"What are you looking at?"
Su Ziyu felt uncomfortable under Li Qianfan's gaze.
She actually knew very well what Li Qianfan was looking at.
Instinctively, she reached down to pull at the hem of her skirt.
She had never worn such a short skirt before.
Nor did she have any in her wardrobe!
Especially these transparent, heelless stiletto sandals; she had previously disdained them and would never have worn them.
But now—
Li Qianfan said nothing, simply took off his white shirt.
Beneath it, he wore a black sleeveless vest.
"Lift your hands."
Li Qianfan patted his shirt and walked towards Su Ziyu.
Su Ziyu was bewildered but instinctively raised her hands.
Li Qianfan bent down and tied the white shirt around her waist.
As he tied it around her slender waist with the sleeves, he said, "From now on, you are not allowed to wear such short skirts outside."
Su Ziyu understood.
She pouted and said, looking up, "Why do you care? I like it."
Li Qianfan said unhappily, "They belong to me."
Su Ziyu froze.
Her heart suddenly felt as sweet as honey, and her face flushed slightly, but she still scoffed, "They are mine! I'll wear whatever I want."
Li Qianfan ignored her and said, "You can wear them, but only at home where I can see you. If you dare to wear this outside again, I will."
Su Ziyu asked, "You will what? Kill me?"
Li Qianfan replied, "I'll tell Mom that you want to drive me away."
You—
Su Ziyu was quite annoyed, her tone stiffening as she said, "I'm wearing such a short skirt because Mom insisted! She also said that Dai Paipai wears skirts like this. Mom worried she would steal your heart."
Li Qianfan was speechless.
He opened his mouth—
But Su Ziyu placed a slender, white finger on his lips.
"Don't talk to me about resigning."
Su Ziyu looked at him and said, "First, if you resign, it would prove that in your heart, I am not as charming as Dai Paipai. That would make me feel discouraged, feeling inferior to Dai Paipai, and I would be tormented for a lifetime. Second, if Dai Paipai can easily win you over, it would prove that I am not your only one and not worth my cherish."
Li Qianfan was somewhat dumbfounded.
"And a third reason."
Su Ziyu said with some dejection, "It's Mom. She won't let you resign."
Without pressure, there is no motivation.
Without the threat of Dai Paipai, Su Ziyu would lack a sense of crisis and would only abide by the agreement to spend 18 months integrating with Li Qianfan.
This would affect Mother Lan's wish to have a grandson sooner!
Li Qianfan hadn't expected Mother Lan to do this.
"Little husband."
Su Ziyu said softly, "I am not really ready to give myself to you."
Li Qianfan nodded, indicating his understanding.
Su Ziyu asked, "Are you disappointed?"
Li Qianfan instinctively shook his head. "No. Actually, I never thought about getting you."
Before his words even finished—
He felt the temperature around him drop by at least eighteen degrees Celsius!
Su Ziyu looked at him with cold eyes and slowly asked, "I'm so beautiful, and you don't want to have me?"
Li Qianfan—
"Let's go, get in the car."
Su Ziyu opened the door and got in. "To the hotel."
Li Qianfan asked, "What are we going to the hotel for?"
"Tonight—"
After licking her lips with the tip of her scarlet tongue, Su Ziyu stared at him with fierce eyes, enunciating each word: "I'm going to, eat, you!"