The door to the conference room was kicked open.
I was talking about the revenue growth point in the third quarter, and more than forty senior executives below were all staring at the projection screen. A little girl in a pink tutu stood at the door, holding a candied haws in her hand, with red candy stains on the corners of her mouth.
The entire conference room was quiet for three seconds.
"Who is Wang Batian?" Her voice was milky, but her tone was like a debt collector.
I frowned. Are security guards just for a living? How do you let the child in the top-floor CEO conference room? I was about to speak when Vice President Liu Zhiqiang, who was sitting on my left, stood up first: "Kid, this is -"
"Bang!"
