Watching Mu Tianye reach the door, Chen Ziming signaled his submission, realizing he had lost the chance to turn the situation around.
By the table, a few executives quickly packed up their things and left the meeting room. No one seemed to care about him, and as they walked out, they were discussing the next steps, how the various departments would coordinate, and so on.
The Director of Engineering, walking at the back, casually closed the door, his eyes meeting Chen Ziming's in mid-air.
The Director of Engineering paused slightly, then smiled.
That smile held disdain, with a touch of sarcasm...
Afterward, the door shut tight.
Chen Ziming stood in place, feeling that the smile still lingered in the air, and the Director's gaze still seared his face, burning his nerves like fire.
A surge of anger erupted from deep within, igniting his entire nervous system in an instant.
Mu Tianye, just you wait!
