"I failed, lost three small targets. The main reason is the company's employees are all idiots, not smart at all. I need to hire more smart people."
"You've worked for a year, lost a few billion, and this is all the experience you gained?"
Chen Pingsheng sighed helplessly, but he still gave her three billion.
He spared no effort in raising his daughters, even if it meant piling up money—he was determined to mold them into two truly wise and capable business heroines.
As for the spoiled brat, things were much better on her side. With age on her side, she could at least summarize herself better.
She wrote five A4 pages listing the reasons for her failure. She didn't make too many excuses—failure was failure, plain and simple.
Chen Pingsheng also allocated another five billion to her from the family's fund, just like Big Piya had thought: starting a company was nothing more than a game for them.
