CHAPTER 376: CHAPTER 360 EXTREME ROLLING TO FOOLISHNESS_2

For example, breeds like the Caucasus can survive and be active in very cold winter areas like Russia.

The dashing short-haired Doberman is not Sofia’s favorite.

This seemingly gentle and refined girl has an aesthetic that is extremely close to the practical and the beastly when it comes to certain things.

Seeing Sofia seemed not to want to dwell on this topic, Mountain Eagle smiled and changed the subject, saying, "I remember you once mentioned wanting to try out the fisherman’s life.

It just so happens we have a new fisherman on the team, and when we’re done here, we can go out to sea together and experience the joy of fishing.

Chakdi took me to a secret bay that day, it was incredibly beautiful, and there were so many fish."

Sofia paused for a moment, then looked at Mountain Eagle, who suddenly took an interest in her private life, and smiled, nodding as she said, "You’re the boss, if you say I can take a vacation to go fishing, then I’ll go fishing."

Mountain Eagle, who had already realized his own issue, nodded and said, "You still have to rest when you need to rest, people are not machines..."

Sofia listened and smiled, nodding as she said, "Then the boss needs to slow down first, otherwise, we workers will always worry about not keeping up with the pace and being eliminated in the end."

Sofia took a glance at Killing Bee, who was drinking with Butcher...

The ’Big Sister’ was tearfully telling Butcher about her miserable history, swearing and vowing to make a change by the end of this year, leaving Butcher utterly dumbfounded.

Broadcast was showing off his sister resources to Eddie on his phone, strongly recommending that he should go experience it when he’s free.

Sofia suddenly found it a bit amusing and shook her head, saying, "Maybe only those who are naturally optimistic and simple-minded won’t be influenced by you."

Mountain Eagle felt a bit awkward and touched his nose, asking, "Did I used to put a lot of pressure on people?"

Sofia nodded and commented, "Exactly, the past half-month has been the most efficient working period for me, with many things progressing very quickly, even too quickly.

That’s not good for using the corrupt police list to build a network of relations...

There’s a saying in Hua Country, ’More haste, less speed!’

I actually understand the pros and cons, but I just can’t slow down.

Because you’re always working, I didn’t want to appear lazy."

Sofia hesitated, then said, "This kind of work habit is actually not good because not everyone can ensure efficiency while working fast.

Moving too fast might cause us to overlook some details, and in the end, even if we achieve results, we still have to go back and deal with the parts we neglected.

This approach is actually only effective at the initial stage of team-building, but over time, it can have a negative impact.

However, you’re the boss, so everything should be up to you, and if you want to speed up, we’ll keep up."

Mountain Eagle knew where his problem lay; he was previously just a corporate executive, and while he was indeed disciplined, he had picked up a bit of formalism from being in that environment.

His habitual fast pace was largely driven by the desire to produce results quickly, and solving problems that arise during the rapid advancement of projects was, to some extent, considered a display of capability within that system.

In essence, it was all for show for higher-level leadership!

Mountain Eagle was very clear about the benefits of taking things slow, but in that highly competitive environment, slowing down meant you might not have any tangible results to report for several months.

This wasn’t just a simple problem of impatience or formalism, but a phenomenon that inevitably arises after a certain degree of inward competition.

The massive amount of formalism, which seems absurd to the grassroot employees, repetitive labor, meaningless tasks, and various jargon created to emphasize efficiency...

These were actually driven by the middle and high-level management to make themselves appear busy, sophisticated, and useful in the eyes of their bosses.

Was it useful? A little.

But if one’s abilities are not sufficient, it’s only somewhat useful in administrative management, and the effect is negative in business management.

Mountain Eagle had risen through this environment, and thus had naturally picked up these bad habits...

But he had one good point: he toughed it out himself, pushing those underneath him by pushing himself.

Many of his former subordinates who got promoted and transferred to other departments would tell him that following Brother Yue, they learned a lot but it was extremely exhausting!

Hearing Sofia repeatedly remind him intentionally or unintentionally, "You’re the boss," Mountain Eagle nodded in understanding and said, "No rush, take it slow. The deals that need to be confirmed have been settled, and the rest can be pushed forward gradually.

Otherwise, I’m worried that the Koh Lanta government and the members of parliament won’t be able to withstand the pressure, and my good intentions will turn into bad deeds.

From today onwards, take on the responsibility of communicating with the Koh Lanta government as well. I’m the boss now; I should be recuperating well, enjoying life, and then doing what I do best."

Sofia listened, nodded slightly, and said, "Mr. Poincaré is looking for the right people to form his team; such things can’t be rushed...

But the good thing is that the initiative is in our hands, and it’s easy for me to sort out the interpersonal relationships in Kamui."

With that, Sofia looked at Mountain Eagle with a smile and said, "Kamui isn’t actually the ideal base for you, right?"

Mountain Eagle was taken aback, then nodded and shook his head...

"I actually hope that Kamui would be our comfort zone, not the profit zone...

Mr. Poincaré has hinted several times that Kamui could be used as a transit point for Black Money, but I’ve yet to make up my mind.

Because this is Thailand, with its relatively mature legal, institutional, and social environment, I don’t want to ruin Kamui’s character and state; I’d rather see it as a place to rest."

Mountain Eagle looked at Sofia and said earnestly, "I can profit from the financial markets, but there’s a ceiling in the financial markets for non-elite individuals.

Those of us engaged in illegal activities that wish to make big money and protect our wealth need to find a place where we can dictate our own laws!

Otherwise, once we accumulate enough money, we’ll become a target for the real big sharks."

Sofia looked at Mountain Eagle in surprise and said, "Are you actually worried about this?

Do you know what scale your concerns need to reach to be valid?"

Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "It’s not about how much money...

Once the money leaves your comfort zone, you’ll find the cost to protect it becomes very high.

Just like any Black Money anywhere, its purchasing power is no match for earnings through official channels.

Sometimes, having lots of money is useless; you need to be able to manage and protect it as well.

Otherwise, you can only seek the protection of the powerful, with large donations seeking a minor position among the elite circles, or you won’t escape the fate of your Gold Coins being plundered."

Sofia listened, frowned curiously, and said, "Boss, do you know what you’re saying?

That 80 million US Dollars isn’t yours, and our own funds currently don’t even qualify to be under scrutiny."

Mountain Eagle laughed and said, "You’ve got it wrong, making money is just a process, and managing and protecting money is just a means.

What I want is to control my own destiny!

I’ve lost a lot - my career, my family, my relatives, my children...

I want to get all these back!

And to get them back, it’s not enough just to be good at fighting or making money...

I need to control my fate, and then I will have the courage to try and reclaim everything that belongs to me!"

Mountain Eagle looked at Sofia’s puzzled expression and laughed, "I can’t explain the difficulty of this to you, but you’ll help me, right?"

Sofia nodded subconsciously, about to speak when a buzzing alarm erupted from the café’s second floor...

Zorn dropped his beer and rushed upstairs; soon, his voice came through the radio...

"A car’s driven in from the road, two people..."