The Godly Cultivation System: The housekeeper's boyfriend is actually the main god

After figuring this out, he smiled at Zhang Tao and said, "Vice President Zhang, thank you for your help. I understand the basic situation."

Zhang Tao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, thinking of the position he had been dreaming of, he immediately asked again: "Chairman, how do you think the position of executive president should be arranged? Those two projects cannot be left unattended forever."

But his hope was doomed to fail, as Nan Jingyou said, "Oh, don't worry about this. I will arrange for someone to take over the position of CEO as soon as possible. Just do things at your own pace."

After hearing these words, his heart sank and the smile on his face froze.

Nan Jingyou saw his ambitious reaction clearly, but pretended to be indifferent.

Zhang Tao put his hands on his knees, his palms had begun to sweat, but it was probably because he was angry.

He suppressed his displeasure and forced a smile, "Okay, Chairman. I'll follow your arrangements."

"Okay, let's go around the company." Nan Jingyou stood up and straightened his suit.

Just now, he took a quick look at the first floor and found several familiar stars. He decided to go and see what these stars usually do in the company.

He also learned just now that the building they are in now is owned by Dingsheng Entertainment. Except for renting out one-third of the office floor, the rest is all used by its own company.

This office building alone costs nearly 10 billion.

Therefore, the company not only has office areas for ordinary employees, but also has office areas for artists, rest areas, practice rooms, music rooms, recording studios, etc.

After Nan Jingyou made his request, Zhang Tao quickly stood up and took people to visit the company.

They first went to the various administrative departments of the company, which were similar to what Long Jin and Long Xing had done before. When they arrived at the Finance Department, the director of finance was not there, so they were received by the accountant.

Nan Jingyou asked some very common questions, and the accountant answered them naturally without any pressure.

However, during this period, he found that the accountant seemed a little nervous. He glanced at Zhang Tao calmly and found that there seemed to be something fishy between him and the accountant.

He took this discovery to heart and prepared to go back and investigate it thoroughly.

When leaving the Finance Department, Zhang Tao felt relieved. But before he could feel at ease for long, Nan Jingyou's words scared him.

"Vice President Zhang, the company's accounting issues were sorted out when the previous chairman left. Do you think I should have someone re-check the finances? That way I'll have a better idea, right?"

Zhang Tao broke out in a cold sweat and subconsciously began to refute: "Chairman, don't worry, we have checked everything."

As if he felt that his reaction was a bit too much, he quickly added:

"Chairman, what I mean is that the company's accounts are too complicated. It would be too time-consuming and laborious to check them again. It's really unnecessary."

"Besides, I can guarantee that there is absolutely no problem with the accounts. If you are still worried, why not check again in two months? By then, the Finance Department will be relatively free."

He waited nervously and expectantly for Nan Jingyou to speak, afraid that he would say the answer he was afraid of.

Sure enough, Nan Jingyou showed an expression of being persuaded, "That makes sense, then I'll listen to you."

Zhang Tao's stiff body immediately relaxed, and he kept praising Nan Jingyou for being considerate of his employees.

He was really scared to death just now. If they found out what he did behind the scenes, he would definitely be sent to jail.

Thinking of the money he invested in the stock market, he felt a pang of pain in his heart. It seemed that he had to find a way to fill the hole as soon as possible.

Nan Jingyou observed every expression on Zhang Tao's face and couldn't help but sneer in his heart: It seems that this guy's hands are not clean.

But now is not the time to break up with him, he needs to find evidence first.

After coming out of the Finance Department, the group went to check on the floor where the artists were.

Most of the company's artists have gone out to run promotions, and only a few remain in the company.

Wherever Nan Jingyou went, he would cause a discussion, but these artists only dared to start whispering after the person left.

Nan Jingyou stopped when passing by a practice room.

The door was ajar, and only a figure could be seen through the crack, but voices could be clearly heard from inside.

"Vice President Zhang, do you know who is inside?" Nan Jingyou asked, pointing at the person in the crack of the door.

Zhang Tao took a closer look at the people inside and his expression turned a little grim.

He pursed his lips, his tone full of mockery, "Chairman, he is a troublemaker. He does things as he pleases, does not follow company regulations, has average business capabilities, and dares to contradict his superiors. He has now been banned by the company."

Nan Jingyou frowned, "Hidden in the snow?"

"But I feel that he sings very well and should have strong abilities. He shouldn't be hidden away."

Zhang Tao felt a little guilty, after all, he was the one who ordered the hiding.

But who made him dare to talk back to him? If he doesn't show these artists how powerful he is, how can he establish his prestige in the company?

However, seeing Nan Jingyou's expression, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in the end, so he asked in a tentative tone:

"Chairman, the company also wants to teach him a lesson. Otherwise, I will give the order right away to release him from the frozen list."

Nan Jingyou looked at Zhang Tao thoughtfully, but did not nod in agreement. Instead, he knocked on the door in front of him.

Not long after, the door was opened.

The person who came out was a young man in his twenties with a handsome face, but he looked a little depressed.

"Do you want to use the practice room?" The young man thought Nan Jingyou was a trainee artist who came to practice.

Ever since he was put on ice, he no longer cared about the company's affairs.

Every day he is either writing songs and composing music, or practicing instruments and singing in the practice room. He didn't even attend the welcome ceremony on the first floor just now, so naturally he doesn't know Nan Jingyou's identity.

But when he saw Zhang Tao, his expression changed again and again, and his lips trembled a few times. Nan Jingyou happened to notice it, and he could tell without guessing that he wanted to curse.

The young man had originally been quite nice to Nan Jingyou, but when he saw that he and Zhang Tao were in cahoots, the kindness on his face suddenly disappeared.

He said in a cold voice, "I'm leaving now. You can use the practice room by yourselves."

Without waiting for anyone to answer, he pretended to leave.

"Wait, I don't want to use the practice room, I'm looking for you specifically." As soon as Nan Jingyou said this, the young man stopped in his tracks.

He turned around and looked at Nan Jingyou suspiciously, then sneered, "Why are you looking for me? Is it possible that Vice President Zhang wants to use his power to pressure me and make me write songs for you?"

Zhang Tao was so angry that his face turned red. "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever use my power to suppress you?"

The young man sneered, "You dare to say that you didn't force me to write songs for your lover and didn't force me to hand over the copyright of the songs?"