"What do you think?"
Tang Si was always more composed than his peers since childhood, and reliable in his work.
So when he heard that Song Yi had handled this matter in such a way, he was a bit surprised. However, after listening to Tang Si's explanation, he felt there was some rationale.
Tang Si pressed his lips together, not planning to just verbally convey it, as that would be too informal.
"I'll give you a written document later; you'll see then."
After he said this, he chatted with Director Cheng for quite a while. Besides them, no one knew Tang Si's plan.
Outside, Zhou Liang and the other officers were extremely nervous.
They saw Tang Si walk out with a serious demeanor.
Zhou Liang's heart was in his throat: "What happened?"
"Did Director Cheng get angry?"
Tang Si's eyes, sharp and piercing, swept over Zhou Liang.
When he wasn't smiling, he exuded a natural aura of authority, quite intimidating, with a presence that commanded respect without anger, cool and cold.
