At that moment, his phone vibrated again, and the name on the screen was still the same— "President Yan."
Lei Ran took a deep breath, mustering all his strength to steady his voice as he answered the call, "President Yan..."
On the other end, Yan Yueqing's voice bore no trace of anger or anxiety from being condemned online; it was even calmer than yesterday, so calm it was unsettling:
"Manager Lei, you saw what's online?"
"Yes... President Yan, I..."
"Ignore it, I've sent you an email. Take a look at it first." Yan Yueqing interrupted him, her tone unwavering. "Also, inform everyone that there will be a company-wide meeting tomorrow at nine in the morning."
Lei Ran immediately agreed.
After hanging up, he eagerly opened his email.
Upon seeing its contents, his eyes widened in shock.
The next day.
The makeshift company cafeteria of Sea Star was temporarily converted into a meeting venue.
