Chapter 412: Damn Competitive Spirit

"Hmm..."
Qin Han, the chairman of Jiangjin Group, sat upright, his expression solemn as if he were about to approve a multi-million dollar cross-border acquisition.
His eyes were piercing, fixed on the monitor in front of him, as if he were studying some top-secret file concerning the life and death of the group.
"Damn it, I knew I missed something here! No wonder the data was so bad, it turns out I didn't execute this skill rotation correctly!"
Beside him, his secretary silently entered carrying a stack of documents, intending to report on work.
But seeing the chairman's completely focused expression, as if he were commanding a thousand troops, he didn't dare to breathe loudly and swallowed back the words he was about to say.
With that aura, who dared to disturb him? They'd probably be sacrificed on the spot!
"...Hmm? Is something the matter?" Qin Han finally looked up from the sea of ​​data.
"Ah, yes, Chairman. Seeing how focused you are, I didn't dare disturb you."
"Really? Haha, is it that serious?"
The secretary looked at him with admiration: "Judging from your posture, you must be reviewing some top-secret information concerning the fate of the group, right?"
"More or less," Qin Han waved his hand seriously, "It's not official business for the group, it's a matter of life and death for another 'organization.'"
Actually… top-secret information my foot! He wasn't looking at a report at all, but a video recording.
To be more specific, it was a recording of his raid with his guild brothers last week.
"I want to show them through this review just how indispensable my contribution to this 'organization' truly is!" Qin Han thought with boundless ambition.
In the "organization" he belonged to, the division of roles was ridiculously clear.
In this game, if you're a tank or a healer, no one will criticize you if your DPS is low.
Your value is measured by how much aggro you maintain, how many dying teammates you heal, and how many stacks of armor penetration you apply to the boss.
But damn it, you're a DPS, so sorry, output is everything to you, your dignity, your very right to breathe!
Tanks and healers are running around like madmen, all for what?
Just to create a comfortable "stand-and-shoot" environment for you DPS, so you can fill the screen with damage numbers!
If you can't reach your DPS, the entire raid is a mess, and all the tanks' and healers' hard work is wasted!
Therefore, after each raid, that blatant, naked "damage leaderboard" is the cruelest judgment on DPS.
Qin Han, though a "newbie" who hasn't been in the organization long, is a legendary figure in real life.
Seeing his ranking below several youngsters, his damn competitive spirit ignited instantly!
Besides, this place was even more ruthless than a shopping mall.
If you're bad at the game, even breathing is wrong; nobody treats you like a human being.
To avoid being looked down upon by these bastards, and to defend his honor as a top-tier damage dealer, he had no choice but to hide away whenever he had free time, repeatedly watching battle replays, studying damage output techniques, and practicing his skills relentlessly.
Upon hearing the word "organization," the secretary's eyes lit up instantly, filled with excitement and awe. He lowered his voice and asked:
"Chairman, that 'organization' you mentioned... could it be the legendary... mysterious inner circle that Fang Huan invested in?"
"That's right, that's it." Qin Han nodded mysteriously.
"Then what exactly do you do in there...?" The secretary's curiosity was practically exploding.
"Well," Qin Han patted his shoulder earnestly,
"Although you're my most trusted right-hand man, you must understand that some things in this world, even if you know them, you have to pretend you don't. Secrets of heaven must not be revealed."
"Yes, yes! I was being nosy, Chairman!" The secretary broke out in a cold sweat.
"Alright, stop asking around, it won't do you any good."
Qin Han was internally screaming:
Sorry! It's not that I wanted to hide it from you, it's just that I really can't explain it to you. That top-tier secret gathering of powerful figures that strikes fear into the hearts of outsiders, shrouded in mystery, is actually...
It's just a gaming guild?!
If this gets out, what will become of my reputation?!
"Speak, what is it?" Qin Han steered the conversation back on track.
"Ah, it's like this, the senior executives from all departments are waiting for you in the conference room."
"A very important meeting?"
"It's a routine report, but one or two topics are particularly crucial."
"Then why go to the conference room? We can talk here.
Have them bring the core reports. Don't delay me... cough, don't delay me from thinking about important organizational matters."
"Yes!"
While his secretary went to fetch the people, Qin Han seized the precious time to drag the video back to the previous point, analyzing frame by frame which skill rotation he had messed up.
Next week!
Next week's dungeon event, I'm going to crush those guys who mocked me as a "newbie," smear them with overwhelming data, and show them who's the boss!
"Chairman."
"Hmm, everyone's here. Sit down."
Soon, a group of senior executives in suits filed in, each with a serious expression.
"Get to the point, get to the point quickly, I have urgent matters to attend to today," Qin Han urged.
"Okay, Chairman. Then I'll briefly outline a few core issues for the group."
The report was straightforward.
First was the semiconductor market. Ever since Yi Qing, this black swan event, took off, the semiconductor industry has experienced an epic boom, like a rocket.
However, while the market is starving, their production capacity is critically low, unable to meet demand.
The reason is simple: Yi Qing caused widespread factory shutdowns globally, shattering the supply chain.
"...Although the factory shutdown hit us hard, the scarcity of goods led to a surge in prices, allowing us to make a fortune.
Moreover, thanks to Fang Huan prioritizing the provision of vaccines to our Jiangjin employees, our factory was able to resume production so quickly, seizing the initiative."
"So, the supply is still insufficient?" Qin Han asked. "What about the plans to expand the factory?"
"Chairman, that's precisely our dilemma. We already have quite a few factories."
The executive in charge of strategy looked constipated.
“There is a ‘supercycle’ in the semiconductor industry. Once this bull market is over and market demand declines, those newly built factories will immediately become bottomless pits that devour profits, and all the profits will turn into losses.”