Sinking into the Sea of Desire: A Wife-Swapping Victim's Confession - Chapter 386 Tourism Bureau 1

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After a while, Dou'er's complexion improved, and I apologized, "I'm sorry, just now..."
"It's okay, I wasn't prepared."
Dou'er shook her head to stop me from continuing. Watching her roll down the car window and throw the papers out, I felt a little touched. But for now, I could only keep it in my heart. I took Dou'er home, and she told me she lived in a dormitory with her friends. She invited me to come up for a while, but I politely declined, feeling a little reluctant and worried that I might lose control and do something wrong if I went up. It was getting late, and my wife was home alone; I wanted to go home as soon as possible.
Dou'er seemed to understand my concerns, so she didn't insist on keeping me. She waved goodbye and went upstairs alone.
On the way home, I drove very fast. When I got home, I saw my wife waiting on the sofa. I felt guilty and uneasy. But I didn't dare to mention Dou'er's situation, so I lied and said that a new colleague had joined the company today, and we went out to eat together.
My wife didn't suspect me and even advised me not to work too hard. The more she cared, the more guilty I felt, and I could only try my best to make her feel good that night.
The next day at work, I read the report Luo Xiu had given me, which was even more detailed than I had expected. It not only included the main business operations of the three travel companies and their performance reports for the past two quarters, but also detailed the performance of each project for each month, and even broke down the trend charts for each project throughout the quarter.
This report is very useful. It not only lets me know the main businesses of those companies and their respective advantages, but also shows me which directions travelers are willing to go to and what kind of travel they want to do at what time periods.
However, after reviewing this report, I'm quite troubled. These three companies have practically monopolized all routes and all aspects of the tourism industry in this city, leaving me unsure of where to begin with the company's future direction. The market may be cruel, but I don't believe there's no way forward. We need more detailed analysis, and perhaps a bit more support is needed.
I found the book I brought back from Xiangyun Company and carefully reviewed it again, comparing our company's prices. We were at a significant disadvantage in many price ranges, and our service and travel quality were also inferior. This bothered me, so I put the book away and asked Manager Tang about it. He replied that the prices were set after discussions among several managers and the marketing department, insisting they were market prices. I asked if there was any room for negotiation, but he firmly denied it, saying that we were already not making a profit, and any further reduction would result in even greater losses.
We were all in the same room, and Luo Xiu, overhearing my conversation with Manager Tang about beauty treatments, turned around and gave us a curious look. Although I had some questions, I suppressed them for the time being and nodded to Manager Tang to leave.
The more we learned about the company's current situation, the more problems seemed to emerge. We also discovered a tourist area relatively close to the city that three major companies were operating, and the profits were quite good. After all, many people choose to travel nearby rather than going on long trips, yet our company was completely uninvolved in that area.
Sensing that Manager Tang was a bit slippery, I stopped looking for him. I called Lao Niu over, and after thinking for a while, he finally said that they had initially planned to do it, but during the tourism department's review process, the company underwent a change of events, and the person in charge of liaising with the matter resigned, so no one took over anymore, and there was no news from the tourism department.
Hearing that such a thing existed, I was momentarily unsure whether to be angry or frustrated. The company was still operating, wasn't it? I asked Lao Niu, "Manager Tang doesn't handle this." Lao Niu just pursed his lips and didn't say anything. From his expression, I understood what he meant, but I didn't ask any further questions.
The current situation is not optimistic. If that line could be opened, it would undoubtedly bring considerable revenue and perhaps temporarily pull the company out of its predicament. I've carefully studied the financial statements these past few days, and the working capital is running low. If things continue like this, within two months, we will face the embarrassing situation of not being able to pay salaries, and then we really won't be able to continue operating.
The elderly man in charge of managing the company's property was somewhat surprised when I said I needed to find the documents from when I applied for the route. Nevertheless, he took me there, and we rummaged through a huge pile of messy documents for a while before finally finding them.
Looking at those yellowed documents, I felt a pang of sadness. After organizing them, I rushed to the tourism bureau without even having time for a meal. When things aren't going well, even drinking cold water can be a problem. I arrived as quickly as possible, just in time to leave work at 11:30, only to see a notice that I wouldn't be back until 1:30.
Helpless and with no other options, I grabbed lunch at a nearby fast-food restaurant. Worried about the afternoon crowds, I returned to the tourism bureau's lobby and sat there for over an hour until they started work. I found the office for meetings, where a woman in her forties explained the situation and showed her the documents. She searched for a long time before saying it had already been submitted and wasn't under her jurisdiction anymore; she told me to check with the planning department.
I went to the planning office again, where a bespectacled, tall salesman looked at my application for a scenic area. After reviewing it, he said it was a 3A-level scenic area, requiring joint approval from several other departments. However, their planning office had already approved the application and forwarded it to another department.
I spent almost two hours wandering around the Tourism Bureau, visiting the Industry Promotion Department, Marketing Department, and Quality and Standards Management Department—I only missed the Personnel Department and the Discipline Inspection and Supervision Department. But what frustrated me was that after visiting almost every department, I still couldn't get any answers. The application materials seemed to have vanished without a trace. Every department said they had reviewed and approved them, but the approval document was nowhere to be found.
Feeling like a ball being tossed around, I was incredibly frustrated and had no choice but to return to the office meeting room and ask the woman for help. After half an hour of back-and-forth, there was still no result. The woman seemed tired of the hassle and wanted to get rid of me, directly asking if I was the applicant. At first, I thought I would say yes, but she asked for my identification. I explained that I was the manager of that company, and that the legal representative had resigned from the application.
The woman seized on this point, saying that it wasn't just the applicant who needed to come; the applicant had to come in person and sign for it. I knew she wanted to get rid of me, and I was frustrated but helpless. I ran around for hours, but got nowhere. I asked her if there was any other way, and she simply replied that she couldn't make the decision and that I should go to the bureau chief if there were any problems.
Hearing this made me a little happy. I asked her where the director was, and she replied that he had gone to inspect the scenic area and would be back in a few days.
Looking at the woman's impatient eyes, I just wanted to curse. I knew she was just giving me the runaround, but I had no choice but to bow my head when I was under her roof. My livelihood was in her hands now, and I didn't dare offend anyone here until this route was approved. Otherwise, if she tripped me up, things would get even more complicated.
I could only dejectedly head home. Standing outside the tourism bureau, gazing at that tall building, my heart was heavy. With the workday about to end, I didn't even feel like going back to my own company. I drove straight to my wife's office to pick her up. I didn't understand this when I was a junior employee, but when you truly manage a company and control someone else's livelihood, you feel the pressure. Besides, the company's current situation is far from optimistic. No profits are bad enough, but there are a ton of problems. And I don't know much about this industry; you can imagine the pressure I've been under these past few days.
After spending the afternoon observing other people's expressions, I'm completely exhausted and just want to see my wife as soon as possible to tell her all my troubles. Sometimes, a woman is a man's haven.

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