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Chapter 200 Not everyone has to live the same life.

Half an hour later, all the dishes were served.

They each poured lemon tea and corn juice into their own cups, and Uncle Bo, who wanted to smoke, quietly put his cigarette pack back into his pocket.

Deng Heng said, "Before we start eating, let's have President He say a few words first."

Immediately, all eyes fell on He Qiaoyun. "Say a few words."

He Qiaoyun smiled and stood up. "Then let me say a few words. These two factories and companies were founded by my parents. Later, my ex-husband inherited the factories, and after many twists and turns, they came back to me. I have feelings for these two factories and companies, and I hope to work with everyone to make the company bigger and stronger and reach new heights."

After he finished speaking, applause broke out.

He Qiaoyun raised her glass. "Let's clink glasses, that'll mark our acquaintance. Let's work together from now on!"

Everyone stood up and clinked glasses with her.

Although it was just a beverage, it was full of ritual.

She sat down and said, "You must be hungry. Let's start eating."

The gathering, conducted without alcohol, was very harmonious, filled with laughter and joy.

Apart from He Qiaoyun and Uncle Bo, the rest were all young people in their twenties. There were even girls born in the 2000s in the filming team she hired. They quickly became acquainted.

Uncle Bo couldn't keep up with the young people, so he pulled He Qiaoyun aside to chat. "President He, I've seen your videos on Douyin and even followed you. With so many fans, your live-streaming sales will definitely be a hit."

She used to feel embarrassed when people mentioned her account, but now she's quite at ease, smiling faintly, "I invited them here because I want to pursue a career in live streaming."

Instead of begging people to buy up this inventory, it's better to sell it yourself and avoid being ripped off.

Of course, she doesn't just want to sell her inventory through live streaming. Because of her growing fanbase, she has recently received many advertising invitations, and she can make money by shooting videos and inserting ads.

There are many things to do, but every single one of them is rewarding and well worth it.

Uncle Bo stared at her and asked, "President He, to be honest, at our age, our children are all grown up and working. In another two years, we can retire and enjoy our old age. Why are you still working so hard? What are you after?"

He Qiaoyun had never thought about this question before, and it clearly stumped her.

She pondered for a while and said, "Actually, being in your fifties isn't that old. Some people want to retire and enjoy their old age, but not everyone has to live the same way. I don't want to be idle for the next twenty years, and I don't want to be so old that when I look back on my life, I find it's all just trivial matters. That would be so meaningless. I want to try and prove myself. Whether I succeed or not, it's all an experience. Life is just an adventure, isn't it?"

Uncle Bo seemed to be encouraged by her words, and his emotions became somewhat excited. "President He, you are absolutely right!"

He Qiaoyun smiled faintly, "It's just something I felt compelled to say; it's just my personal opinion."

Uncle Bo slammed his hand on the table. "No, that's a golden rule! I'm going to start my own business too!"

He Qiaoyun was stunned for a moment, "What?"

Uncle Bo said with utmost seriousness, "President He, I want to resign from your position."

The young people who were chatting and playing games all looked over, and Deng Heng asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Uncle Bo stood up, raised his glass, and said, "Everyone, I've made up my mind. I don't want to waste my days like this anymore. I've decided to go out and make my own way in the world. I'd like to offer you this tea instead of wine, wishing you all the best in the future and that you will grow your businesses to great heights!"

After finishing his drink, he casually put down his glass and said, "Mr. He, I'm currently experiencing a burst of entrepreneurial inspiration, so I'll be taking my leave now."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left his seat, leaving a group of people looking at each other in bewilderment.

Deng Heng picked up the lemon tea pot on the table, poured himself a cup, took a sip, and said, "There's no alcohol in this, so how did he get drunk...?"

Xiao Chun asked, puzzled, "President He, what did you two talk about?"

He Qiaoyun sighed and rubbed her forehead, "We just chatted for a couple of minutes, and he suddenly went crazy."

Xiaochun asked instinctively, "Then how should his salary be paid this month...?"

He Qiaoyun was quite generous. "He probably acted impulsively. Ask him again tomorrow if he really wants to resign. If he does, pay him one month's salary. The money will come from my personal account. It'll be a good way to part amicably."

Xiaochun: "Okay."

We just ate and chatted, and the meal ended before nine o'clock.

"Go back and rest early," He Qiaoyun said goodbye to them.

They also said goodbye to her, "Good night, Ms. He."

"Good night."

If the party ends early, you'll have plenty of personal time when you get home.

After washing up, she played on her phone until 10:30 before going to bed.

The next morning.

She was woken up by her biological clock, got up to wash and get ready, then went downstairs to have breakfast, and then drove her minivan to the factory.

My outfit today is very pretty and exquisite, but driving this old, beat-up minivan just doesn't suit my style.

"It's time to consider buying a car," she thought.

When they arrived at the factory, Xu Hui's former office had been cleared out. The furniture was the same, but all of Xu Hui's belongings had been moved away.

He Qiaoyun first placed the things she brought on the table. Once she was satisfied with the arrangement, she called everyone to the conference room for a meeting.

The six people sat down, and He Qiaoyun glanced at the door and asked, "Is Uncle Bo really not coming?"

Xiaochun nodded. "Yes, I just left the group."

He Qiaoyun raised an eyebrow, inwardly marveling. She hadn't expected him to actually take her casual remark to heart; she hoped she hadn't misled him...

She said, "Then let's do as we said yesterday and pay him a full month's salary. I'll hire another warehouse manager later."

Xiaochun: "Okay, I'll take care of it in a bit."

After discussing Uncle Bo's matter, Deng Heng's work report followed.

Deng Heng: "Last month's online store revenue was..."

He paused, seemingly a little embarrassed to speak.

He Qiaoyun glanced at the documents in her hand and smiled reassuringly, "Five hundred yuan is not bad either, at least there was no return."

Deng Heng felt even more embarrassed after being comforted, and gave an awkward smile, "I will continue to work hard this month."

He Qiaoyun put down the documents, pondered for a moment, and said, "I heard that you young people like to open blind boxes. Is it possible for us to launch a blind box, a carpet blind box, or a tableware blind box?"

Upon hearing this, Deng Heng clapped his hands and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking! That's exactly what I was thinking of doing."

He Qiaoyun smiled faintly, "Then we've reached an agreement. You and Xiaochun go back and get busy. I'll talk to them about the filming."

Deng Heng and Xiao Chun got up and left.

Chi Ying, the leader of the three-person team, turned on her computer and projected the screen to show He Qiaoyun the shooting script and other details.

Chi Ying said, "President He, I have analyzed your account's followers. A large portion of them are young people, and the remaining small portion are your peers. Your previous video content was about recording life, and we will not change that approach, but we will add storytelling and camera work to capture your story and growth with these two factories."

He Qiaoyun was a little confused. "Specifically...?"