"I don't know either."

The answer was not expected by the secretary.

But no matter what, only Yang Yun himself knows the answer.

The secretary doesn't want to ask or know more.

Whether it is an institutional faction or his son's direct faction, they all have their own advantages and disadvantages.

It's not her turn to judge.

The secretary just stood beside Yang Yun and asked obediently.

"Boss, do you want to eat apples? I'll peel them for you."

"Um."

Yang Yun sat under the sunset quietly watching the afterglow of the sunset, as if he was admiring the setting sun and his own sunset.

“So beautiful.”

The sunset is infinitely beautiful.

It's just late at dusk...

......

At this moment, everything seemed quite calm at the headquarters of Ali Company in Hangzhou. The staff should work and do whatever they should do. Yang Yun's illness did not stop the giant ship carrying many people from setting sail.

The gears are still following their positions and becoming parts of this giant ship.

They don't care who the chairman or major shareholder becomes, or which faction of people. In short, for them, I

Although the staff's work and office are not much trouble, the upper floors are much more troubled.

Executives from different factions are fighting openly and secretly.

Things that used to be under the countertop are now moved to the countertop.

At this moment, a noisy sound came from the upper floors.

"What, you want to sell the Damo Academy? Who gives you the courage?"

Yang Hu, the son of Yang Yun, who was thirty years old, slapped the table angrily, his tone trembling.

"Mr. Yang, it's not about selling the DAMO Academy, but about putting the cooperation between the DAMO Academy and Beijing Business University on the agenda." A slightly fat middle-aged man said with a smile: "It's a decision made to make the DAMO Academy more competitive."

"Then why don't you tell my dad about this?"

Yang Hu knew that his father would not sell the DAMO Academy. In the words Yang Yun once said, the DAMO Academy is the future and the primary productive force.

Once upon a time, Yang Yun was blinded by interests and let the DAMO Academy take the profit and loss of the self. This made the DAMO Academy in a dilemma. These came from the pressure of the institutional shareholders and his own greed. However, later he did not let the DAMO Academy take the profit and loss of the self. Perhaps this move made the institutional officials quite dissatisfied.

What is the use of a department that cannot make a profit?

The middle-aged man Zhong Pascong, who was standing beside him, still had a smile on his face, but he was still not annoyed.

"Isn't the chairman sick and ill in bed? We can't bother him. For places like this, we don't bother him."

Although the DAMO Academy is an affiliated department, everyone in the company knows his position in Yang Yun's heart.

"It's not easy to disturb." Yang Hu sneered: "You guys who are short-sighted will only care about short-term interests."

Satoshi Chung did not answer, but had an iconic smile on his face, which made people feel quite annoying.

Of course, he also knew that he was short-sighted, but the nature of the existence of institutions determined that they would only pursue short-term profits.

On the other side, the middle-aged woman who came with Satoshi Chung smiled and said.

"We are also responsible for all shareholders. After all, companies are born to need profitable companies. Unprofitable companies and unprofitable departments must make appropriate changes."

Yang Hu said righteously.

"Have you ever thought that what matters to a company is not the present, but the future."

"So Mr. Yang Hu, do you have any constructive ideas about the future of the company?" asked Satoshi Chung.

Yang Hu suddenly became silent and had many thoughts in his heart, but looking at the people sent by the institutions, he couldn't say anything.

Yes, I couldn't say it anymore, and the thoughts were all left with a ball of paste. He didn't know how to convince these people.

On the other side, Satoshi Chung also knew that Yang Hu's ability was just like a sky and a ground compared to his father.

When Yang Yun was there, he was able to calm down these short-sighted institutional people.

Now...

"Old Zhang, say something." On the other side, Yang Hu looked at an old man next to him anxiously.

The old man was one of Ali's major shareholders and one of Ali's founders at that time. At that time, there was also a beautiful story about "Ali's Twelve Gentlemen". He was originally an Yang Yun Sect, who was the Iron Lineage.

However, at this moment, facing Yang Hu's request for help, Zhang Muheng suddenly became silent.

Seeing that the uncle who had been holding me when I was a child and had always respected me very much showed such an expression.

At this time, Zhang Muheng spoke.

"In fact, what Satoshi Zhong said is not without reason. Our company should focus on profit as its main purpose. Things other than profit... can be postponed."

Zhong Patomoto smiled and said to Yang Hu who looked stunned.

"We have reached an agreement with Mr. Zhang, and I am willing to resell the shares equivalent to two percent to Mr. Zhang Muheng."

Two percent of the shares seem to be not many, but this is a signal that is that Yang Yun’s direct descendants begin to have differences and are unstable.

No matter how stupid Yang Hu was, he knew that this signal was a signal that was differentiated internally. Although this would not affect his father's 20% share place, it could also cause some signal disturbances.

For example, Yang Yun had to stand alone and gain capital.

"This is Ali created by you and my father." Yang Hu looked at Zhang Muheng with a bitter face.

"Yes, your father and I founded Ali. Because of this, I love Ali deeply, so I don't want him to have any problems." Zhang Muheng stared at Yang Hu's eyes without any shame, and said: "Enterprise is born for profit. Groups, collectives, and companies are born for profit. We are gathered together because of interests and diverged because of interests. I agree with your father's policy in the past. Letting the institutions of the DAMO Academy work on research and development and struggle for profit can force them to come up with more profitable policies."

"In the years when your father reformed, how many good things were produced by the DAMO Academy? Meituan's intelligent algorithm can make a deliveryman's efficiency run to the extreme. Face recognition, backend grabbing, etc.... These are all good achievements they have made. How can they be like now? Since they don't have to bear the profits and losses, they haven't come out for three years." Zhang Muheng sighed with his hands on his back: "They are lazy, they will not create profits. Since they can't create profits, what do our company... want them to do?"

Zhang Muheng's ideas are realistic and cannot be refuted.

What made Yang Hu frustrated was Zhang Muheng’s last sentence.
Chapter completed!