Her directness left everyone present stunned.
This opening was too hardcore.
Lei Ran composed himself; no matter what, it was good that President Yan cared about the company.
He quickly flipped through the notes he had stayed up late last night organizing, trying to keep his voice steady: "President Yan, besides the issues we discussed on the phone last night, there are a few more troubles—the large-scale death of shellfish in the East Sea region, the cause can't be found; the grouper fry in the West Sea region are also precarious; our former distributors now prefer neighboring city farms and no longer renew with us..."
With each point he mentioned, the heads of the employees present hung lower, and the atmosphere of despair grew stronger.
Yan Yueqing listened without any expression on her face, as if she heard something as ordinary as "the weather is nice today."
She picked up the bottle of mineral water from the table, unscrewed it, and took a sip, her movements unhurried.
