"What? You think it's too short? Then make it half a day! If it's going to be short, it might as well be even shorter! If you can't deliver, go to the finance department, collect your paycheck, and pack your things!"
Quan Tianyou's icy words sent a shiver down the coworker's spine. He didn't dare to speak another word and quickly lowered his head and returned to his seat, desperately starting to contemplate how to fix his proposal.
"Who's presenting next?"
Quan Tianyou's voice was so cold that the next person hesitated briefly before standing up. Seeing his nervous, walking-on-eggshells demeanor, Quan let out a sneer and said, "You don't need to present! Since you're so lacking in confidence, your proposal is clearly unusable! You have half a day to revise it and put it on my desk!"
"I..."
Recalling the fate of the earlier coworker, he quickly swallowed his words, nodded, and replied, "Yes, Mr. Quan!"
