Sometimes she felt Ye Qiuyi was a moldable talent, but other times she thought this woman was foolish, her thoughts always stuck at the stage where flesh and money could settle everything.
"I told you to watch the news more often, but you didn't listen. Now the situation is turbulent, the current president is seriously ill in the hospital, and the new presidential election doesn't start until the end of the year. No one can make decisions for such trivial matters, understand?"
At these words, Ye Qiuyi muttered a curse under her breath that only she could hear.
Ever since she clashed with Wen Meimei this year, her career had taken frequent hits, making it hard for her to swallow her irritation!
However, Ye Qiuyi was used to a high position, and such things were not within her job scope, so she directly tossed everything to Yu Hong.
"Then you tell me what to do."
