newbobooks Chapter 352 09 Summary and Annual Meeting
Chapter 352 09 Summary and Annual Meeting
September 28, Beijing.
Fu Yibai sat in the main seat of the conference room, with the annual summary reports submitted by various companies spread out in front of him.
Zhao Qi was sitting to his right, reporting the group's core data for the entire year.
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There is a lot of data, but to summarize, Chenxi Group's overall net profit this year exceeded 50 billion yuan.
Looking at the company's assets, Fu Yibai was filled with emotion.
It turns out that once you have a lot of money, it really is just a string of numbers.
He can now say, "I'm not interested in money; I've never touched money."
After listening to the report, Fu Yibai put down his pen.
"Next year, we will focus on advancing the listing process of our artist management company and Nebula Video."
Star Technology will continue to invest in R&D for its mobile phone business, and aims to release its second-generation product in the second half of next year.
StarDream Digital Entertainment's gaming business needs to expand into overseas markets; it shouldn't just focus on the domestic market.
The meeting lasted until 4 p.m., after which the company representatives gradually left.
6:30 p.m., Chenxi Building multi-functional hall.
The annual meeting venue was decorated in a simple yet grand style. Two trees decorated with lights stood on either side of the stage, adorned with golden bells and silver snowflakes.
A dozen or so round tables were covered with dark blue tablecloths, and each table had a bouquet of white roses and several plates of delicate cold dishes.
The artists entered the venue one after another.
Fan Binbin, wearing a burgundy long dress, walked in arm in arm with Fu Yibai and sat down in her seat.
Hu Jing sat opposite Tang Yan, chatting about something. Yang Mi and Qin Lan sat next to each other, whispering to each other while holding their wine glasses.
Deng Chao and Huang Bo studied the menu on the side, occasionally letting out a few low laughs.
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The annual meeting officially began at 7:00 AM sharp.
Zhao Qi walked onto the stage, wearing a white suit skirt, looking capable and efficient.
Good evening, colleagues and friends.
Applause erupted.
"As 2009 draws to a close, it has been a year of extraordinary significance for the Morning Light Group."
The LED screen behind her lit up and began playing a short retrospective video of the Morning Light Group in 2009.
Each time a project was presented, applause erupted from the audience.
The short film ends with an aerial view of the Morning Light Building, with the caption "2009, thank you for being there".
Fu Yibai stood up and walked onto the stage.
The audience fell silent.
All eyes were on him.
He stood in front of the microphone and scanned the familiar faces in the audience.
"Mr. Zhao has already said a lot, so I won't repeat it."
I only want to say one thing.
He paused.
"The company made money, time to give out bonuses!"
The atmosphere at the annual meeting was ignited the moment the words "give out money" were uttered.
There was a half-second silence in the audience, followed by a burst of applause, laughter, and whistles.
Deng Chao was the first to stand up, raising his hands above his head to clap his hands, his face showing the expression of someone who had won the lottery.
Huang Bo sat next to him, shaking his head with a smile, but clapping with considerable force.
Fu Yibai waited until the noise from the audience subsided before continuing to speak.
"General Manager Zhao has already drafted the bonus plan, which will be calculated based on two dimensions: project contribution and annual performance."
There is only one principle.
"More work, more pay; no egalitarianism."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over every face in the audience.
"Dawn's success today is thanks to each and every one of you here."
This is not something I, Fu Yibai, could have accomplished alone.
Therefore, if the company makes money, it should distribute it.
It's only natural.
The applause rang out again, even more enthusiastic than before.
Fu Yibai didn't say much, just offered a few more New Year's greetings, and then handed the microphone to Zhao Qi.
Zhao Qi took it and began to announce the annual meeting agenda at a moderate pace.
First, we'll eat, then there will be a performance, with a lucky draw in between.
The grand prize is 500,000 yuan in cash, the first prize is 200,000 yuan, the second prize is 100,000 yuan, the third prize is 50,000 yuan, and the consolation prize is a Nebula X1 mobile phone plus one year of phone credit.
People in the audience started whispering among themselves, discussing who would win the grand prize.
The banquet officially began.
Waiters pushed food carts between round tables, and the aroma of hot dishes filled the multi-functional hall.
Fu Yibai went from table to table toasting, holding a wine glass in hand.
The first table was occupied by company executives: Zhao Qi, Wang Peng, Lin Wei, Qi Yuan…
Several people stood up, their glasses clinking together with a crisp sound.
The second table was occupied by celebrities.
Fan Binbin sat in the main seat, with Hu Jing and Tang Yan on either side.
As Fu Yibai walked over, several women stood up at the same time.
Fan Binbin raised her glass and clinked it against his; her lips moved, but only the two of them could hear the sound.
"Drink less."
Fu Yibai nodded slightly.
"Old Deng, you come with me."
After drinking the wine in his glass in one gulp, Fu Yibai grabbed Deng Chao, who was about to sit down.
"Huh? Mr. Fu, please let me have some food, just a bite to eat."
"What are you talking about? I haven't eaten yet."
"Brother Bo, Jiayin, save me!"
"Brother Chao, let me eat a couple of bites of food before I save you."
"Haha, Chao, didn't you say before that you wanted to be Fu Zong's slave?"
Now the opportunity has arrived.
Huang Bo reached out and pushed Deng Chao off the table.
Fu Yibai smiled and put his arm around Deng Chao's shoulder, leading him to the next table.
Huang Bo smiled and raised his glass behind him, then turned and clinked glasses with Chen Xiao, saying in a low voice, "You see, this is the price of being number one."
The two toasted each other along the way, causing a small commotion at every table they visited.
The new employees stood up nervously, while the veteran employees joked and teased them.
Fu Yibai maintained a polite smile throughout, lightly clinking his wine glasses and speaking gently.
Deng Chao stood by and helped smooth things over, occasionally cracking jokes, creating a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere.