"Don't ramble on." Huo Beijiang was thinking about his wife in the hospital and wasn't in the mood to bicker with Tu Cheng here, "Say what you need to, or I'll leave first."
"Wait a minute!" Tu Cheng grabbed Huo Beijiang, who was about to leave, and instinctively lowered his voice, "What are you thinking? This isn't like your usual style." They've known each other for quite some time, and Tu Cheng understood Huo Beijiang's nature and could tell Bei Jiang was doing this on purpose.
Upon hearing this, Huo Beijiang took a deep drag of his cigarette and sneered, "What else could I think? Doing this is the best outcome."
Tu Cheng furrowed his brows, looking at him seriously, waiting for his next words.
Huo Beijiang flicked the ashes off his cigarette, speaking in a weathered tone, "Being suspended for a while is fine. Otherwise, there's no place for me to get promoted. How old am I? There are plenty who've been grinding it out up there for decades."
