By the time the morning meeting began, Yang Ruoqian had already opened the same file six times. Each time, the conclusion remained offensive: the audience stayed in the hall after the staff had already turned on the lights. If a project could no longer fail cleanly after losing money, what dignity did a loser have left?
Yang Ruoqian's private calculation was still very professional. The plan around the A Discussion Nobody Asked For matter had receipts, workflow, and enough normal business logic to pass the system's eyes. Better yet, the costs were concrete: small-hall rental, scattered operations, awkward audience sampling, slow feedback sorting, and uselessly detailed viewer notes. A normal boss would ask how to convert those costs into growth. Yang only cared whether the limited exposure could keep swallowing money without producing a number large enough to punish him.
