The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

Lin Feng put his phone back on the table, glanced at the document again, then closed it and put it in the drawer. This matter couldn't be rushed; he needed to calm his thoughts first and wait until Ouyang Qian's resource disk was available before deciding on the next step.

Stand up, push open the office door, and take the elevator down to the seventh floor.

The layout of the seventh floor is a bit different from the upper floors. It's smaller, but it's been renovated. The walls are light beige, and the lighting is soft.

The corridor is lined with three separate offices and an open workspace. There is a faint smell of herbs mixed with the smell of cardboard boxes in the air, a unique odor of a health management company.

Ma Qingqing's office was at the end of the corridor, and the door was open.

She was sitting behind her desk, looking down at documents. Today she was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, buttoned up to the second button, and her hair was tied in a low ponytail. A stack of forms and several product samples were spread out on the desk, and a half-finished cup of tea sat next to her.

When Lin Feng walked in, she hadn't looked up yet, assuming it was a colleague delivering documents, and casually said, "Just put it on the table." After waiting two seconds without any movement, she finally looked up and saw it was Lin Feng; she almost dropped the pen in her hand.

"Brother Lin, why did you come down here? You didn't even tell me beforehand." She quickly stood up and went around to the front of the desk.

Lin Feng walked over, put one arm around her waist, and pulled her closer to him. With his other hand, he pulled his office chair back half a step and sat down, letting Ma Qingqing sit sideways on his lap. The action was very natural, and Ma Qingqing didn't flinch. She leaned into his arms and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"After staying in Ning County for so long, what's bothering you now that you're back?" He placed his hand on her waist, feeling the warmth of her waist through the thin fabric of her shirt.

"I'm not having any trouble adjusting." Ma Qingqing put the pen on the table. "The pace is different over there, but it's all about getting things done. I'll get used to it. On the flight back, I was wondering if I'd even recognize the office here."

"Wang Yue said things have stabilized in the county town. What are your thoughts?"

Ma Qingqing thought for a moment, "The equipment has been debugged, and the first batch of trial-produced products has been sent for testing. All indicators have met the standards. Once the production stabilizes, I think we can consider replicating this model in other product producing areas. Epimedium, Angelica sinensis, and Cistanche deserticola are all produced in major areas in Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan. If we can build processing bases like Ning County, controlling quality and costs from the source, the subsequent brand premium potential will be huge."

"This idea is the same as mine." Lin Feng's fingers gently caressed her waist. "But there's no need to rush to expand too much. Let's get Ning County on track first and establish a standardized process. Then it will be much faster to replicate it in other production areas."

Ma Qingqing nodded, remained silent for a moment, then turned her head slightly, her voice a few decibels lower than before, "Brother Lin, sometimes I wonder if I'm really capable enough. Although we completed the Ning County project, a lot of things were done under Sister Wang Yue's guidance. If I were to independently manage a production area, I still wouldn't be very confident."

"Nobody's born knowing how to do things." Lin Feng's hand stopped on her waist. "When you first took over the new product line, weren't you also feeling your way in the dark? Now you're doing quite well, aren't you? The success in Ning County shows that you already have a foundation; all you lack is experience. Do one or two more projects, and the road ahead will be clear."

Ma Qingqing didn't reply, but simply snuggled closer to him. Hearing the vibrations in his chest as he spoke, she felt inexplicably at ease. In his presence, she didn't need to pretend to be strong, didn't need to act like she knew everything.

After a while, she stood up from his lap and straightened her wrinkled skirt. "Then I'll first build the framework of the replica plan, and then adjust it based on the actual data once production officially starts in Ning County."

"Okay. You can sit down first." Lin Feng also stood up, paused at the door, and said, "By the way, the operations director wants to meet with each department, and your health management company is on the list. Schedule a time to talk to her."

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Ma Qingqing replied.

As Lin Feng pushed open the door to leave, he caught a glimpse of the elevator doors opening at the end of the corridor. Ouyang Qian walked out carrying a stack of folders and headed towards the conference room. She was wearing a dark blue shirt today, with a neatly cinched waist, but the curve of her chest still created two distinct creases in the front of the shirt.

She saw Lin Feng walk out of the corridor, paused for a moment, and said, "Mr. Lin, I was just about to look for you. I had a meeting with the department head all morning about a few procedural issues, and I wanted to confirm them with you in person."

"It's convenient now, let's talk in the conference room." Lin Feng nodded to her.

The two walked side by side toward the conference room, the sunlight in the corridor shining in from the side, casting two parallel shadows on the floor.

The meeting room door was closed, and the blinds were half-drawn.

Ouyang Qian sat at one side of the long table, a thick stack of conversation notes spread out in front of her. That morning, she had met with the heads of five departments: engineering, finance, human resources, administration, and business, speaking with each for about forty minutes.

I turned to the third page of the notebook and tapped it with the tip of my pen.

"Ms. Lin, there are a few prominent issues, let me start with the most serious one." She looked up, "There's a significant gap in information flow between the engineering department and the sales department. After the sales department signs the contract, they send the requirements to the engineering department, and only after receiving the order does the engineering department start scheduling, allocating manpower, and preparing materials. From contract signing to actual on-site work, the average interval is almost two weeks. This leads to frequent complaints between the two departments: the sales department says the engineering department is slow, and the engineering department says the sales department doesn't communicate before signing the contract."

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair, not interrupting her.

"I went through the project records from the past six months and found a problem." Ouyang Qian turned to another page. "The root cause of more than 70% of the delayed projects is this: the business department and the engineering department do not have a synchronized scheduling system. Information is transmitted via email and WeChat. If someone misses a message or forgets to reply, the whole chain is blocked. Project timelines are compressed, profits are eaten up, and the client's evaluation of Shuke is also affected."

She closed her notebook. "My suggestion is to set up a project scheduling position between the business department and the engineering department. After all contracts are signed, the scheduling position should conduct a scheduling assessment first, and only after confirming the feasibility of the schedule should the order be officially assigned. This can not only provide early warning of conflicts, but also allow the two departments to operate in the same information window, avoiding omissions and shirking of responsibility."

Lin Feng didn't immediately respond after listening. The meeting room was silent for a few seconds before he turned to look at the department heads sitting on the other side of the room.

Zhang, the head of the engineering department, cleared his throat. "General Manager Lin, I think Director Ouyang's suggestion makes sense. In the past, when the business department signed contracts, some projects had very tight deadlines. They would only inform us after the contract was signed, and we had to temporarily adjust our manpower, which was indeed a passive situation."

Xiao Wang from the sales department nodded in agreement. "If we can know the engineering department's schedule in advance, we can negotiate the construction period with the client more reasonably when signing the contract. To be honest, I don't want to get scolded by the engineering department after signing the contract."

Lin Feng turned his gaze back to Ouyang Qian. "Which floor is this dispatch post located on?"

"Place it under the operations department, reporting directly to me," Ouyang Qian said clearly. "This way, the scheduling position won't have a direct subordinate relationship with the business department or the engineering department, allowing it to remain neutral when making scheduling assessments. If it were placed under the business department or the engineering department, it would be easy to favor the interests of one's own department."

"Sure." Lin Feng replied without hesitation. "Any other questions?"