Boss Zhang Zhanhao's illness has not recovered yet. That morning, Vice President Lei Dao held a meeting for everyone.

Lei Dao wore sunglasses and held a cigarette in his mouth: "Old Zhang's concepts are outdated and he can't keep up with the situation. I want to change this situation while he is not here recently. You know, my family has invested in Xianqi Company and has a certain say."

Lei Dao said, and found out the videos and pictures taken at Xiacheng Bar some time ago and shared them in the group.

"Click on it and see which kind of clothes are the most worn?"

The managers opened the video one after another. The two elder sisters from the Finance Department blushed while Pang Cong watched with relish: "Mr. Dao, are you still there? I've finished watching it."

"Yes, I'll send you two more." Lei Dao flicked the ashes and stuffed the cigarette back into his mouth, holding the phone in both hands and operating it.

Li Yan didn't read it, so he opened his mobile phone to browse the news.

"Don't just look at it, what are you getting?" Lei Dao and others were impatient.

"It's fancy and whistle, and everything is all in it. It's very simple anyway." Pang Cong replied.

"Have you noticed it? Everyone is wearing underwear, that is, bras." Lei Dao lit another cigarette.

"This is not visible on the surface." Pang Cong muttered.

Huanhuan next to him kicked him hard under the table.

"I decided that the company will start making women's underwear next!" Lei Dao said loudly: "This thing doesn't use much cloth, it's very expensive. Other clothing factories can do it, so why don't we do it?"

The managers were in an uproar. The dignified Xianqi Company actually wanted to make women's underwear?

"Whoever disagrees, I'll take a look!" Lei Dao took off his sunglasses and threw them on the table, staring at everyone coldly.

Li Yan was the first to raise his hand: "Mr. Dao, do you have technicians and sales channels?"

"Let Yu Nana, the designer of Xiacheng Studio, study design, sew the mechanic workshop on the third floor, and your business department is responsible for the sales. What? Apart from selling cotton jackets and cotton pants, can't you sell anything else?" Lei Dao looked unhappy.

Li Yan no longer paid attention to him. He had the final say and did whatever he wanted!

"Who else has any objections? If you don't have any objections, it means you agree and the meeting will be over!" Lei Dao put on sunglasses, put on his leather bag, and walked out of the conference room with a swagger.

When Li Yangang returned to the business department, Yu Nana called: "Brother Li Yan, who is it always?"

"Lei Dao, the new deputy general manager of Xianqi Company, has no one informed you about this?"

"No one told me, what new changes have happened to the company recently?" Yu Nana asked.

"It's a big change. You are in Xiacheng, with high mountains and far away emperors. It's rare to be quiet. Don't ask so many things!" Li Yan didn't explain too much.

"Okay, that Dao asked me to design a bra, but I don't have the experience in this area!"

"You have no experience, and I have no experience!" Li Yan held back his smile: "I can't help you with this matter. Buy samples and study them, or cut the old ones open to see what structure it is inside. Xiacheng auxiliary materials market has a complete range of varieties, so you don't have to worry about anything you want."

"Yeah, I understand." Yu Nana hung up the phone.

Li Yan sat in front of the computer, opened the web page, and began to study the workmanship and sales of underwear.

Pang Cong came over: "Mr. Dao is really brave and dares to do anything. I wonder if this thing is easy to sell?"

"I don't know, I haven't bought it before, so I can't sell it. Each company sends a box and keep it for wearing it!" Li Yan continued to browse the web.

"Is it possible to send such benefits? I'm thinking about stealing a few sets for my family Huanhuan when the goods are released!" Pang Cong smiled.

"Thinking about something useless all day long, don't you think about where to look for customers after the workshop is completed?" Li Yan said seriously.

"I am a big man, why are you embarrassed to sell this? Let Xiao Song go!" Pang Cong walked to Xiao Song's desk and slapped suddenly: "Where are you talking about? What are you thinking about?"

Xiao Song was shocked and woke up from his thoughts: "What's wrong? My husband said he would take me to Europe for a trip. I'm wondering if I want to go!"

"You think slowly, I've disturbed..." Pang Cong returned to his seat.

Soon, the bra designed by Yu Nana was ready and samples were sent from Xia Cheng.

When the company was in a meeting, Lei Dao presided over the meeting, looked at the pile of bras on the table, and asked, "Who will try it on? I want to see the effect."

The scene was silent, and no manager was willing to try this on, and even if he called it, people would refuse.

"Forget it! I'm looking for professional models, so I won't make things difficult for you. I asked me to block Lao Zhang's mouth. If one day he gets angry, I think I'm spending money randomly and hire a model with a high salary, I have some remarks. The managers are not dedicated and no one wants to be a model." After Lei Dao said that, he took the pile of underwear back to his office.

The people on the scene consciously gave up the meeting and returned to their jobs. Everyone was worried. Now the company has become the world of Thunder Dao. He doesn’t understand the business and does it all day long. If he continues, it will be dangerous!

Li Yan felt that he should report to Mr. Zhang. Thinking of this, he immediately called Mr. Zhang, regardless of the inconvenience of his stay in the power company.

"Yanzi, what's the matter?" Zhang Shao answered the phone quickly.

"Leidao is messing around in the company and wants to switch to produce women's underwear. Do you know?"

"I know..." Mr. Zhang's answer was very simple.

"I know why I don't stop him?" Li Yan always spoke directly to Zhang Shao.

"Hey! My dad is not feeling well and doesn't want to have conflicts with Lei Dao for the time being. He can do whatever he wants. He has invested and can't take care of everything. Don't worry, let him go, don't hit the wall and don't look back, so that he can hit his head and make him bleed." Zhang Shao said.

For the first time, Li Yan felt that Mr. Zhang was a little indifferent to the company, and he might be powerless.

Li Yan put down his cell phone, lay on the desk, thinking about it randomly.

Fat Cong ran in with the general's belly shaking: "Boss, a professional underwear model is here! Those two girls are so beautiful! They are convex and erect, and are in the office of Leidao!"

"What's the fuss? Lei Dao has spent money, can he not come?" Li Yan stood up and stared at Pang Cong: "Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Boss, do you know me and have any documents that need to be signed?" Pang Cong held his chin with his hand.

"No!" Li Yan lay on the table again.

"Oh! Just write a document, I'll go find Lei Dao to sign, boss...ah..." Pang Cong began to act coquettishly.

Xiao Song next to him was looking in the mirror and applying lipstick, turning his head and smiling, "Don't your Huanhuan let you see it?"

Pang Cong made a face, but he didn't say anything, and he was "hug" in front of Li Yan's desk, as if the sound made by a pig when he was hungry.

Li Yan picked up his phone, connected to the printer, and printed out a file: "This is the work plan behind the business department. You can use it and ask Lei Dao to sign it."

"Okay!" Fat Cong felt like he was getting a treasure, put the paper into the folder, and took it to Leidao's office.

"What's wrong with him not having enough food at home?" Xiao Song asked in the mirror.

"Pang Cong has indeed lost weight during this period." Li Yanxin answered absent-mindedly.

"Haha," Xiao Song laughed: "Do you really don't understand or fake? I mean, is Huanhuan enough?"
Chapter completed!