I am not just a tycoon

The next morning at 9 a.m., Shen Yuan returned to the company, and Sun Zhen, the general manager of the fitness center, immediately knocked and entered his office.

"Mr. Shen, I am here for a self-examination, and additionally, the improvement measures were rushed out overnight."

Shen Yuan looked up at him; Sun Zhen was about 40 years old, dressed in a gray POLO shirt and casual pants, but he had a proportionate physique, looking much healthier than Jia Nanshou. Read latest stories on empire

Shen Yuan pointed to the seat opposite him, "No need for a review, take a seat."

"Mr. Shen, the electronic file has already been sent to your email, and this is the hard copy."

After sitting down, Sun Zhen handed over a document: "There are definitely still shortcomings in these improvement measures, you are experienced, please help to provide some suggestions."

Shen Yuan smiled to himself, thinking I have no experience, but those words were still quite comforting to hear.

Shen Yuan picked up the document and said, "Summarize it briefly for me."

"First is the service upon entering the store, setting clear requirements for the front desk, the customers entering the store must be greeted and asked immediately..."

"Assessing employee discipline, for not greeting in time, slacking off in public areas, these will be fined upon discovery...."

"Follow-ups should be the same, at least two messages via text and WeChat per day, plus one phone call, ensuring continuous follow-up within three days, and at least every 2-3 days thereafter..."

After listening, Shen Yuan furrowed his brows, "This is all about assessments and fines, is there no reward?"

"Fines create a sense of urgency, making them take their work more seriously."

Sun Zhen actually knew where the main issues lay in the fitness center, but none of them were critical since the profit situation was still quite good, so he didn't pay much attention.

Calmly, Shen Yuan said, "Fines are fine, but there should also be corresponding rewards, focus on rewards, use fines as supplementary, the main thing is to motivate, not to force them to act."

"I understand, Mr. Shen."

Sun Zhen smiled, "You always think things through carefully."

Shen Yuan waved his hand, then inquired, "What about the lead generation?"

Sun Zhen thought for a moment, "Actually, we mainly rely on offline customer flow, and online lead generation is quite limited, I need to discuss this with Manager Cheng from the internet operations department, and then I'll bring you a satisfactory improvement plan."

"I've gotten a sense of that."

Shen Yuan paused, then added, "The main issue with the unappealing videos is the fitness center's coaches' lack of cooperation, we need to adjust the traffic distribution rules, discuss the specifics with Manager Cheng, and bring me a detailed outline by tomorrow afternoon at the latest."

Sun Zhen nodded and responded, "Understood, Mr. Shen."

"After the measures are implemented here, first test them out. If the results are good, they also need to be carried out in another fitness center and the yoga studio."

Shen Yuan looked straight at him and said, "The goal is to increase staff efficiency and company profitability, we don't carry deadwood here, do you understand what I mean?"

Sun Zhen inwardly felt a jolt, and nodded emphatically, "I understand, Mr. Shen, I know what to do."

"Go and get busy."

"Alright."

Sun Zhen then stood up.

After leaving the office, Sun Zhen breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Old Jia wasn't wrong, the new boss not only has strong capabilities, but his working style is also lightning-fast.

That phrase "the company doesn't carry deadweight" clearly implied "If you can't perform well, you'd better leave."

Is this guy really just 21?

When Sun Zhen was 21, he was still in university, even after graduating at 22, understanding the explicit words from a leader, let alone the implicit ones, was quite an achievement.

So young, yet with such capabilities and tactics, no wonder he dares to buy such a large company.

This made Sun Zhen even more vigilant, knowing that if he didn't handle the improvement proposal well, he might indeed need to pack up and leave.

With this in mind, without hesitating, he went to Manager Cheng Ru's office to discuss the lead generation issue.

Not long after Sun Zhen left, Fu Yingzi "knocked" on Shen Yuan's office door.

"Come in."

After Fu Yingzi entered and closed the door, she said, "Mr. Shen, I uploaded Yu Jifeng's resume to WeChat yesterday, and there's also some gossip I'd like to discuss with you."

Shen Yuan smiled, "When we're alone, you don't have to call me Mr. Shen, it sounds a bit awkward."

"Uh... okay."

In fact, Fu Yingzi also felt awkward; initially, she always called him "Shen Yuan," later turning to "Boss."

"Boss" was the term she felt most comfortable with.

But the changes in Shen Yuan's status happened so swiftly; two months ago, Shen Yuan was still a regular student, then suddenly he became a top-notch wealthy handsome man, investing 10 million in a startup base.

Now, he's already the boss of a company valued in the tens of millions.

This only confirmed her belief that following Shen Yuan was the right thing to do.

"Go on, what's the gossip."

Shen Yuan wasn't particularly interested in company gossip, his main concern was for personnel adjustments.

"I overheard it when my colleagues were chatting."

Fu Yingzi spoke tepidly, "Yu Jifeng has been suppressed quite harshly since he joined two years ago. He is responsible for marketing and business development, but Jia Nanshou didn't allow him to make big moves, only maintaining existing major clients and businesses, schools."

Shen Yuan nodded profoundly, "I saw in the resume that he applied online and succeeded in getting the job."

"Yes, before that, he was the deputy director at another medical examination center, but...."

Fu Yingzi paused suddenly at this point.

Shen Yuan glanced at her, "Just say it."

"I'll say it then, I heard this when they were chatting too, I'm not sure if it's true."

Fu Yingzi said, "Yu Jifeng's wife cheated on him, and the other man was his boss, then he beat up his boss, the matter wasn't publicized, but obviously, he couldn't stay at that company anymore."

Shen Yuan was briefly stunned, "Well, I didn't expect him to be a cuckold."

That script seemed familiar, boss messing with an employee's wife, totally a scenario from a Dongying film.

But him beating up the boss showed he still had the guts a man should have.

From the perspective of a bystander, perhaps gathering evidence of infidelity, minimizing marital financial loss, and then blowing the whole thing up to disgrace the woman might be the most appropriate approach.

But when actually experiencing such a situation, the blood rushes to one's heart, and one might not be able to consider all that for a moment.

"Got it."

Shen Yuan said with a smile, "It seems you've integrated quite quickly, able to catch even these little bits of gossip."

Fu Yingzi smiled sheepishly, "Not really, I've only been here a week. I heard all this from colleagues whispering in the pantry."

"Okay, got it."

"Then I'll get going."

As Fu Yingzi prepared to leave, Shen Yuan called out to her again, "Yingzi, that... have you found a boyfriend yet?"

Fu Yingzi turned around and pouted, "Where would I find the time? I'm busy at work all day and studying at night."

Shen Yuan's smile broadened slightly, "I'll have a word with Director Zhong to give you a green light. If you're busy or tired, feel free to take a leave; it's alright."

"Mmm, okay."

"Then go on with your work."

As she left Shen Yuan's office, Fu Yingzi was a bit confused—why did the boss suddenly ask me that question?

Could it be...?

But the boss already has so many women, would he be interested in me, this little steamed bun?

Fu Ying looked down; she could see her toes at a glance, which spoke volumes about her figure.

Let alone comparing with Fang Minhui, she couldn't even match the junior, Long Jinghan.

But then... what did the boss mean by asking that?

A phrase suddenly popped into Fu Yingzi's mind—"Something for the secretary to do, someone for the secretary...".

The office curtains were drawn...

The boss had done such things before.

Imagining that scenario, Fu Yingzi quickly shook her head.

No, no, the boss already has many lovers. He doesn't need one more like me; I'd rather be the diligent little bee by his side.

.....

Inside the office, Shen Yuan was checking his unread messages on WeChat.

Among them was a message from Long Jinghan saying that the startup funds for Yan Song, Mo Zhenwang, and Lu Xinyue had completed their process and required Shen Yuan's signature.

Shen Yuan told her to bring the documents to Jingfu, or hand them over to Fu Yingzi in the evening.

There was also a message from Su Xuewei; she now messaged Shen Yuan daily.

"Good morning," "at the office", "home now", "good night"—that was the extent of the messages.

To Su Xuewei, these daily greetings clearly meant "I miss you."

Shen Yuan replied with a "Seen."

Further down, there were photos sent by the beautiful Mrs. Lin.

The food she cooked, the flowers she watered, the scenic pictures she took while walking in the park.

And even... a picture of her in her nightwear.

The beautiful Mrs. Lin must have romance on her mind again.

The garment was a pure desire cheongsam, half exposing her soft chest, embroidered satin material that looked very smooth.

It also had high splits on both sides, revealing large portions of her thighs while partly concealing the pelvic and buttock areas, inciting one's imagination endlessly.

Tsk tsk...

Mrs. Lin is disrupting my peace of mind.

Shen Yuan thought for a bit. Since he didn't have much to do in the afternoon and could gain some Feel-good Index, he said, "I'll come fix your air conditioner after lunch."

Lin Yuchang replied on WeChat pretty quickly, "Um... can we not do it at home? I'm scared now."

The previous two times, there were traces left behind, and Zeng Xianyong nearly discovered them.

As thrilling as it was, if discovered, Lin Yuchang's advantages in asset division would vanish, so she preferred to be more cautious.

Shen Yuan didn't want to trouble her, so he said, "Then bring your battle attire to a hotel."

In the Fanghuali neighborhood, Lin Yuchang breathed a sigh of relief at the message on the screen. A hotel was fine, as wearing a mask would prevent familiar faces from recognizing her.

Moreover, Zeng Xianyong had mentioned that he would be entertaining clients with headquarters leaders today and should be enjoying himself at some club right now.

....

Meanwhile, at the St. Regis Hotel.

Zeng Xianyong was at the entrance, greeting clients with the group headquarters leaders, dressed sharply in a suit and with his hair slicked back.

Although short and plump, he looked a bit more spirited than usual with this outfit.

Ten minutes later, an Alphard stopped in front of the hotel. Zeng Xianyong flashed a sycophantic smile and stepped forward to help open the door.

He then led the two clients to the St. Regis reception to check in.

As they waited at the reception, his gaze casually swept over the hotel's bustling crowd.

When he looked towards the elevator, his eyes brightened because he spotted an extremely seductive female figure.

She had a slender waist and a perky derriere, and the waist-to-hip ratio was impressive.

This type of woman was indeed wonderful... It's just unfortunate that she was wearing a mask, obscuring her face.

After a while, Zeng Xianyong felt something was off as his myopic eyes weren't aided by glasses, and he rubbed his eyes subconsciously.

Why did this woman's figure look so much like his wife's?