By the time the morning meeting began, Yang Ruoqian had already opened the same file six times. Each time, the conclusion remained offensive: temporary sounded weak enough for Yang Ruoqian to trust it. 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 Just A Temporary Project Team matter had receipts, workflow, and enough normal business logic to pass the system's eyes. Better yet, the costs were concrete: borrowed desks, script-reading time, casting calls, contact sorting, shared equipment, and temporary coordination that had no clean revenue path. A normal boss would ask how to convert those costs into growth. Yang only cared whether the temporary-team confusion could keep swallowing money without producing a number large enough to punish him.
