Tao Ping sat next to Ye Xin, flipping the pages with one hand and sipping tea.
He had a smile on his face and a calm expression. His shoulders swayed slightly unnoticeably, and he looked leisurely, like a tourist.
"Do you think that all the work is done for me, and the performance, good or bad, belongs to my surnamed Ye and has nothing to do with you?"
There was still a smile on Ye Xin's lips, but her eyes were already cold.
"Don't you need to pay wages, get performance, or make money to support your family?"
There was a slight commotion in the audience, but it suddenly stopped again.
It's like a stone dropped on a calm lake, but the ripples are still rippling. Although many people's eyes are still staring at the documents in front of them, their minds are not on it at all.
Some people looked secretly to both sides and exchanged glances. From time to time, there was a slight sound of chair legs twisting under the stage.
"I know some people are not happy about my coming and hope that I will leave soon..."
At this point, Ye Xin stopped, picked up the tea cup, and took a slow sip of tea; then she lowered her head and stared at the table, but did not speak immediately.
Silence, quietness.
All the eyes of the audience were focused on the stage, towards Ye Xin and Tao Ping.
Tao Ping's shoulders stopped shaking, his hands stopped in mid-air, and the smile on his face disappeared.
There was a long silence.
"To be honest, I didn't want to stay in Fengcheng for the rest of my life," Ye Xin said again, "But now that I'm here, I have to do something. I can't go back in such a bad mood. Don't you think so?" "
Tao Ping glanced sideways at Ye Xin, his face changing color slightly.
"Comrades, we can't go on like this," Ye Xin said, "I have already issued a military order to the provincial government. If you can't meet the target by the end of the year, there is no need to rush, just leave!"
Ye Xin suddenly raised her voice.
Tao Ping trembled, and the muscles on his face twitched several times. He picked up the water glass, his hand shaking slightly, and the water in it almost spilled.
"Everyone has a copy of the "Assessment Methods" on hand," Ye Xin held up the printed document. "This is what I arranged for Comrade Li Ji to revise..."
As she spoke, Ye Xin's eyes searched the audience, and finally fell on Li Ji's face. Everyone's eyes followed him.
"Comrade Li Ji needs no further introduction. Now he has returned to the municipal bank and serves as my special assistant, assisting me in handling some daily official duties..."
Li Ji's ears felt hot and he couldn't help but straighten his waist.
"You can study the details of the assessment carefully when you go back. Here, I will only talk about a few key issues..."
Ye Xin's eyes returned to the stage, looked down, and continued.
“Starting from this month, the deposit and loan assessment period for the entire bank will be once every ten days, and the assessment period will be centralized at the end of the month.
"The figures can change every ten days, but they must meet the standards at the end of the month. If the standards are not met, the top leader and the deputy president in charge will be invited to come to the municipal bank and explain the reasons to me face to face.
"If the standards are not met for two consecutive months, the vice president in charge will be automatically suspended, performance and bonuses will be suspended, and only 80% of the basic salary will be paid..."
There were slight boos from the audience.
Ye Xin glanced at it and continued: "If the standards are not met for three consecutive months, the top leader will be suspended from his post..."
There was silence in the audience, and everyone looked at Ye Xin.
Tao Ping pressed the table with both hands, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes stared at Ye Xin's side face.
"If the standards are not met by the end of the year, the president in charge and the top leader will be dismissed on the spot and receive only basic living expenses, and employees of the institution where they work will only be paid basic wages..."
"How does this work?"
"It's too cruel..."
"Isn't this depriving people of their lives?"
There was an uproar in the audience, like a pot of hot water that had just been boiled.
Tao Ping's expression suddenly softened, and he even smiled.
"President Ye, this, this is not appropriate."
Tao Ping's hand touching the tea cup finally stopped shaking. He looked sideways at Ye Xin and asked casually.
"Why is it inappropriate?"
Ye Xin asked with a smile, her voice equally calm.
Tao Ping took a sip of water, slowly put down the cup, and looked up at the audience: "We all rely on wages to support our families. If President Ye does this, won't everyone have no food to eat?"
"I left you with no food to eat?" Ye Xin raised her eyebrows, "With no savings, no loans, and no income, why should you eat?"
"President Ye, you can't say that," Tao Ping's face darkened, "Before you came, our performance and bonuses were a lot higher every year."
"Yeah yeah!"
Many people in the audience echoed.
"President Tao, are you saying that it's me who prevents everyone from receiving performance and bonuses?"
Ye Xin asked coldly.
"President Ye, I didn't say that," Tao Ping smiled easily and took another sip of water. "If you think so, there's nothing I can do about it."
Tao Ping put down the water glass and spread his hands, feeling helpless.
"So, what President Yitao means is that all the bank's deposit and loan indicators should belong to me alone?"
Ye Xin actually smiled.
"President Ye, I didn't say anything." Tao Ping was a little proud, "However, since you are the president, you should take on more responsibility."
"So, do you want me to share your salary and bonus?" Ye Xin pursed her lips and smiled, looking very interested.
"You?...Hmph!..."
Tao Ping never expected that Ye Xin would be so hostile to him. The man in front of me is almost completely different from the previous Mr. Ye. He snorted angrily and turned his face away.
"Since everyone is reluctant to part with wages and bonuses, we have to work hard and improve our performance..."
Ye Xin stopped and looked down the stage.
There were whispers in the audience and everyone looked at each other.
"President Ye..."
At this time, a man in his fifties with a dark red face and a strong build stood up.
Li Ji took a look and knew him. This man's name is Wei Dayong, the president of the Chengbei branch. Among the people here, except for Tao Ping, he is the oldest.
Tao Ping's eyes lit up and he immediately nodded with joy to Wei Dayong.
"President Ye, everything you said is right," Wei Dayong showed his yellow teeth, "but this year's situation is a little different..."
"Well, Mr. Wei, you said..."
Ye Xin moved her gaze and listened intently.
"In previous years, we, among several state-owned banks, competed with the Workers' and Peasants' China Construction Bank, and at most one Rural Credit Cooperative and one Urban Credit Cooperative were added..."
Wei Dayong said, looking both ways, and several bank presidents couldn't help but nod.
"But this year is different. Bank of Communications, China Merchants Bank, and CITIC have all come in." Wei Dayong sniffed, "Everyone wants to find customers, attract deposits, and lend loans. But there are only a few that are attractive to them. At home, there are too many monks and too little food, so things are difficult to handle."
Tao Ping's face rose and he looked at Wei Dayong approvingly.
"Also, we have more rules and regulations than others. For the same deposit, the interest rate of other Rural Credit Cooperatives is much higher than ours. Their loan interest rates are also flexible, unlike us, who stick to one line."
Wei Dayong said, paused, and touched a cigarette clamped to his ear with his fingers that were yellowed by smoke.
"That's it? Is there anything else?" Ye Xin asked.
"Our lending speed is too slow," Wei Dayong rubbed the back of his head, thought for a moment, and added, "For the same housing mortgage loan, other Rural Credit Cooperatives can lend money in a week at most, but we have to wait at least two weeks. Some At that time, it would not be approved within a month.”
Wei Dayong sat down, and the cigarette in his hand was crushed into powder.
"President Wei said it very well," Ye Xin nodded, "The deposit interest rate stipulated by the People's Bank of China is very clear. This is the red line. The bank has a system for loan interest rates, and we must abide by it..."
After a pause, Ye Xin continued: "We cannot ignore regulatory requirements and risk being punished just to do more business."
"As for the loan issue mentioned by President Wei, I think it is worthy of attention. We can make the decision ourselves in this aspect..."
Ye Xin looked at Cui Hao: "Mr. Cui, go back and study it, come up with a plan, and see how you can improve the efficiency of approval and release the loan as quickly as possible."
"Yes, President Ye," Cui Hao quickly stood up, "I'll make arrangements right away."
Ye Xin waved her hand: "Mr. Cui, I'm not asking you to arrange it. You have to do it yourself."
"Yes, yes! I understand, President Ye." Cui Hao's face turned slightly red and he bowed his waist and said, "I will do it myself, I will do it myself."
"Well, okay." Ye Xin nodded with satisfaction.
"President Ye..."
At this time, Wang Shulan stood up.
"President Wang, tell me." Ye Xin stood up slightly.
"President Ye," Wang Shulan said with a smile, "our Chengdong branch has completed its targets. I just want to say a few words for other branches."
"Well, well," Ye Xin nodded repeatedly, "If we were all like you, there would be no need to hold this meeting today."
"President Ye praised me." Wang Shulan smiled and changed the topic, "I think the target set by the provincial bank this time is too high. We can barely complete it. Other banks..."
"Yeah yeah!"
"President Ye, can you lower the quota?"
"Yeah, this can't be done at all!"
"Such an assessment method is simply life-threatening!"
There was a roar in the audience.
Ye Xin lowered his head and listened silently. It wasn't until the voice finally quieted down that he raised his head again.
"President Wei, let me ask you first," Ye Xin looked at Wei Dayong, "can you complete the target?"
Wei Dayong stood up suddenly, his face wrinkled, and he felt uncomfortable: "President Ye, this, this indicator is too high."
"Is it because there is competition that we stop doing business?" Ye Xin's voice was stern. "Should we sit comfortably at home and wait for customers to come to deposit money and ask us for loans?"
"President Ye, that's not what I meant..."
Wei Dayong's face turned purple.
"I don't care what you mean, I'm just asking you, can it be done?"
Ye Xin said sharply.
Wei Dayong shivered and looked at Tao Ping involuntarily. Tao Ping twisted his face and his eyes drifted away.
"Wei Dayong, can you finish speaking?"
"This,..." Wei Dayong looked panicked.
"Okay, if it can't be completed," Ye Xin glared, "Wei Dayong, please give up the position of the line manager, and I will let someone who can complete it sit!"
Wei Dayong's face turned yellow, his eyes widened, and he couldn't say a word.
"Who else can't finish it?" Ye Xin stood up and looked at the audience, "Whoever can't finish it, tell me now and I will find someone to replace him immediately!"
There was a sudden silence under the stage, and everyone lowered their heads.
Ye Xin sat down slowly, his eyes blazing: "Speak out, I won't let him suffer this embarrassment."
At this time, Tao Ping's face had turned black.
"President Ye, I don't agree with this plan!"
Tao Ping stood up suddenly.
"I didn't say I needed your consent." Ye Xin didn't even look at it.
Tao Ping's face suddenly turned pale, and his heavy breathing could be heard in the audience. He was shocked: Is this still the talkative Mr. Ye?
"I want to report it to the provincial bank..."
After holding it in for a long time, Tao Ping finally said something.
"Well, that's your right," Ye Xin said quietly, "But let me tell you, I have already communicated this plan with the provincial government."
Tao Ping's eyes flashed, and his complexion suddenly turned livid. He sat down in frustration, biting his lip tightly, and the hand holding the water glass trembled violently.
"Mr. Chen, bring up the responsibility letter."
Ye Xin nodded towards Chen Wen.
Chen Wen stood up, walked quickly to the stage, and placed a pile of printed materials on the table.
Ye Xin stood up and looked at everyone in the audience: "Those who think they can complete the target can come up and sign; the others can leave now."
Deathly silence again.
Everyone looked at each other, dumbfounded and stunned.
After a while, Wei Dayong finally stood up hesitantly. He lowered his head, walked to the table, grabbed the gel pen next to him, and wrote his name on the paper.
Then, without raising his head, Wei Dayong walked out of the conference room with his black leather bag under his arm as if running away.
The remaining people looked at each other, and another one came up and signed.
Two, three, four...
Finally, Wang Shulan also came to the stage. She glanced at Tao Ping, picked up the pen, and quickly signed on the paper.
Wang Shulan didn't look at Tao Ping anymore, turned around and walked out.
"A bunch of trash!"
Tao Ping shouted angrily, shook his arm, and swept down the water glass!
