Liu Banxia felt a bit uneasy; some things are bound to happen sooner or later.
A small boat is easy to turn, and the current emergency center is like a medium-sized boat. But after some time, it will become a large boat. At that point, with so many people, how many eyes will they need to keep an eye on everything?
And even if you keep an eye on them, can you watch over their hearts?
There will be some external hires, and among them, there will be some heavyweights. Will their thoughts be so easily unified then?
Thinking about the possibly chaotic days ahead gives him a headache. Things were better when the emergency center was just established; back then, everyone was united, and their hearts were all focused on the emergency center. It was so much better.
"Hey, Old Chen, what's wrong? Why the long face?"
As he withdrew his thoughts, he saw Chen Xuehai approaching, and Liu Banxia teased.
