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Just as she was about to keep praising, Chi Enen quickly pulled her back to the main topic, “What does our Show being moved to the evening time slot have to do with the New CEO?”

“New brooms sweep clean,” Qin Nan shrugged her shoulders and nodded toward the Elevator to the Office of the President, “I heard the company executives started their Meeting at 8:15 this morning, and they haven’t disbursed yet. With this kind of intensity, the new CEO is either lacking an ‘X’ life, or he’s a workaholic. The former has a volatile temper, the latter has a temper waiting to explode. Fatty Fish is gonna have a rough time-”

She remembered the unpleasant incident from several days ago and pursed her lips reluctantly, “It’s not necessarily the case, after all the person quickly hooked up with the CEO’s little Lover.”

All Chi Enen could think about now was the matter of the time slot change, and she had no interest in gossip.

Qin Nan talked for a while, then returned to her Position.

Chi Enen sat down in a daze and didn’t even go to get water.

What should I do?

Being moved to the evening time slot, I don’t know which one, if it’s the 7 o’clock to 9 o’clock Show, it’s alright, but what if it’s the 11 o’clock to early morning 1 o’clock Show? Who’ll take care of my Bae Chi?

Chi Enen felt restless.

Determined, she thought, why not quit?

No sooner had this thought crossed her mind than it was popped.

She lay powerless on the Table, her beautiful Pupils filled with sadness. When she first came to Capital City, she had tried to find Work, but the jobs were either too time-consuming or operated on a three-shift system. It was even more unreliable than hosting an evening Show. And better jobs would disdain her low level of education, not even giving her the chance for an interview.

Chi Enen had never hated her education like she did at this moment.

Although she wouldn’t regret leaving university to have Baby Chi.

Her Eyebrows furrowed, she felt a surge of helplessness.

What to do…

Could it really just be accepted?

Her Pupils glanced over the computer, where her Baby Chi’s Wallpaper smiled innocently. Chi Enen gritted her teeth, her look became resolute.

There must be a way!

She thought and thought…

Her hand covered the mouse, she moved it unconsciously, suddenly a flash of inspiration struck her mind. That’s right, why didn’t she think of using data to make her case!?

Sister Nan had said that the New CEO was a workaholic. What workaholics care about most is efficiency. When she was in Country W, she had been forced to listen to a few Meetings by a certain man, a certain workaholic who always emphasized efficiency when he lost his temper! If… If she could present data that proved her Show was best aired during the Afternoon shift, maybe she could persuade the New CEO to change his mind.

Chi Enen was someone who, once she decided on something, would give it her all.

The moment she thought of the solution, she immediately found Qin Nan and shared her idea. Although Qin Nan thought it was too risky, she still cooperated with her. She helped her get the last month’s data sheet for the various Shows from the Sales Department.

Chi Enen held the data sheet like a treasured possession and returned to her seat, focusing intensely on the analysis.

She wasn’t very confident in convincing a Big CEO to change his mind; she could only try to meticulously research each Show. Starting with style, genre, main Advertisement types, listener demographics, and so on, she aimed to produce a comprehensive financial report.

Chi Enen hadn’t gone to university and hadn’t formally studied statistics, so every detail of the financial report was as hard for her as ascending to heaven.

She tried to find answers Online where she could, and, where she couldn’t, she shamelessly asked Qin Nan and other colleagues.

Without even eating lunch, finally, as the Quartz Clock on the wall struck three, she stretched and exclaimed with joy, “Done!”

She printed out all the reports, bound them together, and, holding them in hand, she took the Elevator to the Office of the President.