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Chapter 710 Return to normal



Chapter 710 Return to normal

Chapter 711 Technology is the Core

"Mr. Duan, our performance this quarter has soared by 30%, and new orders are booked until next year. The reforms are amazing!"

The assistant, holding the report and beaming with excitement, rushed into the office, stumbling and nearly knocking over the green plants by the door.

The papers in his hands rustled loudly, and his eyes shone brightly.

Duan Yujing sat upright in his executive chair, with the city's prosperity reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, the bustling traffic resembling the flow of time.

He was dressed in a navy blue suit with a neat tie, exuding a calm and composed demeanor. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"Good results are just the beginning. Core technologies are the foundation of our existence. We cannot rely solely on external forces; we must have our own independent weapons."

His deep voice echoed in the room as he finalized the course for the future.

In preparation for the R&D center, elites gathered, and lights shone on the projected blueprints, where lines intersected.

The key technical personnel argued heatedly: "Investing in basic research yields slow short-term returns, and the market can't wait that long. Let's focus on applications first!"

"Foolish, without foundation, its application is a castle in the air!"

The two men slammed their fists on the table and stood up, veins bulging on their necks, spittle flying everywhere, like two tigers fighting.

Those around fell silent, their gazes darting about, the atmosphere tense and fraught with danger.

Duan Yujing raised his hand, his composure as steady as a pillar of strength, and his gaze swept across the entire room.

"Sit down, everyone."

Fundamentals and applications complement each other, like the roots, trunk, branches, and leaves of a tree; neither should be neglected.

Funds are allocated proportionally, the team collaborates, milestones are set for each stage, and the pace is controlled.

His words were forceful and resounding.

Everyone nodded, the disputes ceased, the plan gradually became clear, and the blueprint was laid out.

At the groundbreaking ceremony.

Colorful flags fluttered at the construction site, machinery stood in formation, and the roar of engines was deafening.

The foundation stone monument stands tall, its white stone surface bearing prominent inscriptions, and covered with red silk.

Duan Yujing wielded a shovel, his movements swift and efficient, the soil flying and landing with a resounding thud, each shovel seeming to be laying a solid foundation for the future.

The employees gathered around, and the applause and cheers surged like waves, breaking through the sky.

The company is striding confidently on its journey of independent research and development.

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Since the Beauty Culture Festival, Li Yan's beauty salon has become famous like a thunderclap in spring, spreading far and wide.

Invitations arrived like snowflakes, piling up on my desk, adorned with gold-embossed letter paper and exquisite logos.

Each letter is like a key to unlock a new treasure.

"President Li, these major merchants in first-tier cities are very sincere and have abundant resources. Cooperation can help us expand our national footprint."

The assistant moved between desks, sorting through letters while muttering to himself.

His eyes were eager as he looked at Li Yan, hoping for a swift decision.

Li Yan was in a flower-filled tea room, surrounded by greenery and blooming flowers, with the aroma of tea wafting through the air like a fairy mist.

She wore a light pink suit, her hair was loosely tied up, and she was as gentle and graceful as a peach blossom in spring, her fingertips lightly tapping the table.

Her gaze was fixed on the letter, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and she fell into deep thought.

"Expansion is an opportunity, but quality control and cultural inheritance are difficult. Once the brand is ruined, the whole thing is lost."

Her voice was soft and sweet, yet clear-headed, like a secluded orchid in a valley, echoing gently in the quiet tea room.

"Get ready, we'll go and investigate later," Li Yan said to her assistant.

The assistant nodded: "Yes, Mr. Li."

Landing in an unfamiliar city, the streets and alleys are lined with beauty stores, and the competition is like an invisible battle.

Li Yan led her people into the cooperative store, which was dimly lit and cluttered.

The beautician's technique was clumsy, and the products were covered in dust. Li Yan's eyebrows shot up: "How can this standard live up to our reputation?"

His tone was cold and sharp, like a frost-covered blade being drawn from its sheath, and his entourage fell silent in fear.

The business partner blushed and stammered an apology.

They returned to headquarters for a closed-door meeting. The meeting room was filled with smoke, and everyone looked worried.

"We establish unified standards, rigorously control training, and integrate culture into every detail. From the decoration style and service scripts to the nursing process, we show our dedication to craftsmanship."

Li Yan stood up, paced and gestured, her figure nimble.

Inspired by this, everyone diligently took notes, and a plan gradually took shape.


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