Chapter 8: Queen Wen

In recent years, Wen’s had grown but also faced losses. The losing parts were tied to some shareholders and managers. Since the losses were small, Wen Qihua had ignored them. Now, with a big cleanup, there was no reason to keep them.

But Wen Ya didn’t want to handle it herself. She wanted the new CEO to deal with it.

“Boss Wen, Mr. Huang is here. He said he has a 9:30 meeting.”

Wen Ya smiled. “Got it. I’ll be down soon.”

Huang Jingyang was the headhunter’s top pick for CEO. At 30, he joined Ancheng, a small company worth 10 million. In five years, he grew it into a big success, and it went public this year. Now was his time to enjoy his work, so Wen Ya thought it would be hard to get him.

But the headhunter convinced Huang Jingyang to meet. Wen Ya offered him 5 million a year and 3% of the company’s shares, which he could keep after five years if he did well.

Adults care about benefits, so Wen Ya was clear from the start. She didn’t expect Huang Jingyang to only care about one thing: full control.

“Of course. If I didn’t trust you, why would I hire you?” Wen Ya had said.

Now, Huang Jingyang was in Wen’s lobby.

When Wen Ya stepped out of the elevator, she saw Huang Jingyang talking to others. These were the new managers she had hired, all arriving at 9:30. It wasn’t surprising they met.

The business world isn’t huge. They might not have met, but they knew of each other. These experienced professionals, now future coworkers, chatted politely.

“Mr. Huang, sorry to keep you waiting,” Wen Ya said, shaking hands with him and the others. “Let’s go upstairs.”

As they left, someone who knew Huang Jingyang shared his story in the company chat.

Colleague A: “Is he our new president?”

Colleague B: “Probably. The others are new department heads.”

Colleague C: “The Queen had this planned. She’s unstoppable.”

Colleague D: “She’s amazing. I want to marry her…”

After serving tea, Assistant Wang stepped out and saw the chat. He rolled his eyes. If they had to serve the queen, they’d change their minds.

At 10, Ji’s people arrived, causing panic. Were the rumors true? Was Miss Wen selling the company?

“No way. The Queen would never sell her kingdom,” the front desk girl, now a big fan, said.

The press conference started at 11.

The team explained the changes and announced Wen Ya as the new chairman.

When Wen Ya stepped on stage, the camera lights were blinding. She squinted but kept her eyes open, her strong presence silencing the reporters.

Of course, this thought didn’t last long. How could the reporters miss such a rare chance?

Reporter: “Ms. Wen, did you clean up the company because they stopped you from becoming chairman?”

Wen Ya: “No. I’m the largest shareholder, so it’s natural for me to be chairman.”

Reporter: “You called the police to arrest the executives. Aren’t you afraid people will say Wen’s is ungrateful?”

Wen Ya: “Wen’s always puts people first. Our benefits are the best in the industry. But some people got greedy. If you take what’s not yours, you pay the price. I follow the law. Is it wrong to call the police? Next.”

Reporter: “I’m from Nancheng News. How’s your father? Will he wake up? Wen’s stock keeps falling. With the executives gone, will the company collapse? Do you have a plan?”

Wen Ya: “My father is stable and moved to a general ward. My mother cares for him daily. I believe he’ll wake up. I just graduated, so I’m still learning. Today, I announce Mr. Huang Jingyang as Wen’s new executive president. Please welcome him.”

Huang Jingyang?

His name was well-known. In five years, he turned a small company into a big one, increasing its value many times. He’s a rising star. But he was doing well at Ancheng. How did Wen Ya get him?

Everyone watched Huang Jingyang step on stage, dressed sharply in a suit. He looked confident and calm, making everyone feel Wen’s would be fine under his leadership.

News about Wen’s dominated the internet. Wen Ya’s actions stopped the stock from falling. After Huang Jingyang’s announcement, the stock began to rise.

Wen Ya checked the stock and told Mooer to stop buying and prepare to raise the price.

After Huang Jingyang spoke, Wen Ya returned to the stage.

“Now, I announce the second thing. For the West City Project, Wen’s will partner with someone new.”

The reporters were shocked. Someone shouted, “Ji Ming!”

“Is it Ji Ming from the Ji family?”

Cameras flashed. Wen Ya shook hands with Ji Ming on stage. City government representatives also spoke, saying Wen’s is reliable and can complete the project.

Wen Ya didn’t know how Ji Ming handled the government, but she was glad the hurdle was passed.

The press conference ended around 12. Wen Ya hosted Ji Ming and the government reps for lunch. Huang Jingyang and department heads joined.

The government rep wasn’t high-ranking, so he didn’t show off. Seeing Ji Ming and Wen Ya not drinking, he kept it simple.

After the rep left, Ji Ming said goodbye.

“Mr. Ji,” Wen Ya called. He turned. She smiled, “Thank you.”

She had taken a big risk reclaiming Wen’s. Without Ji Ming’s help, she might have failed.

“Just mutual benefit,” Ji Ming said, then left.

Wen Ya smiled and returned to the company with Huang Jingyang. There was still much to do.

Thanks to Wen Ya’s quick actions and Huang Jingyang’s skills, the company ran smoothly.

At 7 PM, Wen Ya stretched, turned off her computer, and prepared to leave. Seeing the secretaries still there, she asked, “Why are you still here?”

“Oh, we have some work left,” Assistant Wang replied.

“Don’t stay too late,” Wen Ya said, then left.

Relieved, the secretaries told everyone in the group chat the queen was gone.

Wen Ya didn’t know her actions had shocked the company. No one left work before her. They feared being fired.

Wen’s offers great pay and a good environment, so few employees quit.

Wen Ya drove to the hospital. Her mother was reading the newspaper to her father. Seeing Wen Ya, she asked, “You’re off so late? Don’t overwork like your father. Did you eat?”

“I ate at the company,” Wen Ya lied, not wanting to worry her mom. “Mom, I’ll read. You rest.”

“I’m just reading. You’ve been busy all day. Go home, rest, and sleep,” her mother said, touching her head.

“Okay, I’ll leave now. I’ll visit tomorrow,” Wen Ya said, checking on her mom before leaving.

Mother Wen glanced at the door and said to the still-unconscious Wen Qihua, “Everyone thinks their children haven’t grown up, but without us noticing, they’ve become strong trees, shielding us from storms. Qihua, don’t you want to wake up and see how amazing our daughter is? You always said she was stubborn and spoiled, that she’d never stand on her own. Look at her now.”