CHAPTER 400: CHAPTER 374: ARE YOU CONFIDENT?

The executives are under a lot of stress and have headaches.

It’s been over a month since Bao Ye has been at the company, not stepping out at all.

His daily work efficiency is as incredible as it can get.

Can you imagine Bao Ye being up at three in the morning, still sending emails in the group, picking out mistakes?

Can you imagine working on a project until midnight, sending it to Bao Ye’s email, and even before you get home, the message that the project was rejected has already reached your inbox, along with seventy-eight or ninety issues that have been pointed out? What kind of despair is that?

The entire office, including Chen Nan, during this time, has been suffering greatly.

It’s as if Bao Ye got stimulated by something.

It’s logical that women can be a bit abnormal during their menstruation, behaving eccentrically.

But Bao Ye is a man, he doesn’t have any "big uncle," so who stimulated him? He’s become a total workaholic.

Bao Ye can handle it, but these old guys can’t, right?

Yet what they never expected was.

Bao Ye, who has been cold and expressionless for more than a month, was now smiling at his phone screen.

No one knows who messaged him,

or what the message was.

The executives: "..."

God Almighty.

Save them, or they will eventually have a mental breakdown and die suddenly.

The executives wailed in their hearts.

Then Bao Ye’s voice sounded: "About the proposal I just mentioned, go back and confirm it again."

"Within three days, I expect a satisfactory answer from you all."

The stress on the executives instantly increased by a hundred.

Bao Ye swept his gaze around: "Any confidence?"

The executives wanted to cry: "Yes."

Bao Ye’s dark eyes narrowed slightly: "Why is there just this weak response? Are the executives of Bao Group really a bunch of good-for-nothings?"

"Let me ask again, any confidence?"

All the executives responded as if they were injected with adrenaline: "Yes!"

Chen Nan: It’s blatant coercion and bribery.

But he could only think about it, he certainly wouldn’t dare speak this truth.

Otherwise, Bao Ye would surely chop him.

"Right, there’s one more thing."

Bao Ye spoke indifferently, and the executives immediately looked at him, the pressure mounting again.

"When this project concludes perfectly, I guarantee that everyone’s salary this month will increase by fifteen percent on the original basis."

As soon as these words fell, the executives’ eyes lit up like rockets launching.

There wasn’t a speck of complaint in their hearts.

Immediately, they all stood up: "Thank you, Mr. Bao!"

After all, what is sweeter than money?

Fifteen percent.

Mr. Bao is really generous.

Seeing them like this, Bao Ye’s lips curled into a careless arc.

But he had everything firmly in hand.

How to utilize people, how to maximize interests.

Bao Ye understood better than anyone.

That’s why he’s able to make this group of elites work tirelessly for him.

Everyone comes out not to loaf around.

Bao Ye wants execution, they want money.

Wouldn’t it be great to win-win together?

However, once the work is finished.

Bao Ye was sitting alone in front of the office’s floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the bright lights outside, the skyscrapers, full of luxury.

Yet the loneliness in his eyes was undeniable.

For this month, he thought about her every day.

Afraid she would notice something’s wrong with him, he never called her at night.

Only occasionally during the day.

Bao Ye raised his hand, pinched his waist, still feeling a faint pain in the veins.

Although now he can walk.

It’s still a bit inconvenient.

Especially when he’s bending over.

This made Bao Ye frown uncontrollably, his mood suddenly worsened again.