Do Not Speak Ill of My Mother!-Chapter 641 - 593: A New Sea Region?! (Part 3)

"When difficulties arise, before my solutions can take effect, I am met with suspicion, infighting, and even being stabbed in the back by instigators!"

Wang Daman immediately felt a chill on his back, cold sweat pouring down, wishing he could crawl into a hole in the ground.

"I am very disappointed. For the company to overcome difficulties, what we need are partners who will weather the storm together, not ’employees’ who are disloyal and may turn against us at any moment!"

Her gaze slowly swept across the room, pausing for a moment on the faces of several veteran employees whose eyes were flickering, and her tone suddenly turned grave:

"The relocation of the address and the start of the new base are also opportunities for company personnel restructuring! All employees need to sign new employment contracts. Whether to renew or not, the company will conduct a strict selection based on past performance, professional ability, and especially the attitude and behavior during this crisis! Those unqualified, sorry, will never be rehired."

These words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the pure joy in some people.

Wang Daman’s heart instantly sank to the bottom, chilling him.

He glanced around furtively and found that many others also had flickering eyes.

"Why the selection? Haven’t we all been doing our jobs well?" A sharp voice rose from the crowd, belonging to the coworker Zhang Yong, who had previously complained about the current situation with Wang Daman. With his neck stiffened, he stood up trying to stir discontent, "President Yan, are you planning to burn bridges after crossing the river? Are you unhappy with us who haven’t been relocated dragging the company down?"

Jun Jiu stepped forward, blocking Yan Yueqing slightly in front.

For the past month, whenever people encountered him, Jun Jiu always had a gentle smile.

At this moment, the young and handsome face was filled with deadly seriousness!

"Zhang Yong? President Yue has her considerations. Your questions will be addressed by the company later."

His eyes sharp as an eagle, and his tone suddenly turned icy: "But the one beside you—Wang Daman, certainly deserves a good discussion."

Upon being named, Wang Daman’s body trembled violently as if an invisible rope had choked his neck, his face turning pale as paper, and cold sweat instantly soaking his back: "Mr... Mr. Jun... I... I’ve contributed to the company... I..."

"Of course, you’ve contributed!" Jun Jiu’s voice carried a chilling coldness, "Your ’contribution’ to the company was colluding with outsiders, stirring trouble online, spreading rumors and slandering President Yue and the company, wasn’t it?!"

"I didn’t!" Wang Daman jumped like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Didn’t you?" Jun Jiu sneered, and directly operated the large screen, switching the display to clearly show the backend data—registration information and login IP of the account named ’Deconstructing the Capitalist Hypocrite’s Mask’ that stirred up a storm online.

"Did you really think that your little dealings with ’Gold Rush’ Sun Tao were impervious, unknown to anyone?

What?

Within just a day, he even found out about Sun Tao?

Wang Daman was just an ordinary person, where did he ever witness such a scene?

It was as if he realized for the first time just how capable President Yan truly was; his legs suddenly softened, and with a thud, he collapsed to the ground, shaking uncontrollably like a sieve.

The venue burst into an uproar!

Everyone stared at the collapsed Wang Daman in shock, their eyes quickly turning from initial astonishment to flames of disdain and rage!

"Wang Daman," Jun Jiu glared at him, pronouncing each word like a sentence, "did you think your actions were completely undetected? Did you believe hiding behind the internet made you safe? Your self-conceived clever tricks amounted to nothing more than a clown act in the face of real technical means! What’s even more ridiculous is—"

He shifted his tone, filled with heavy sarcasm and pity for ignorance: "Do you know who that ’social media friend’ Sun Tao who helped you post online, stirred up trouble, and used you as a pawn is? What does he have behind him? Why was he so ’eager’ to help you? Because he holds a grudge against President Yue! He used you!"

The screen switched again, prominently displaying the application records and backend review notes of the ’Baby Plan’ charity foundation:

Applicant: Sun Tao

Application Project: Child Serious Illness Assistance (Child diagnosed with leukemia)

Application Amount: 490,000 yuan

Review Status: Rejected

Rejection Reason: After multiple investigations, the applicant owns:

A property at XX Road, XX District, XX City

A property at Unit XXX, Building X, XX Community, XX City

A XX brand car registered in his name

Family annual income exceeds 300,000 steadily

The applicant requested the foundation to fully fund 490,000 for treatment costs, unwilling to bear any of it himself.

This behavior severely violates the principle of the ’Baby Plan’ to provide timely aid and help truly needy families.

It is recommended that he first make good use of his assets or seek other reasonable social assistance channels.