Gong Zheng always felt a sense of panic today. When he returned to the office, before he even sat down, he noticed that everyone in the office was looking at him in the same brief, disdainful way.
"Not working anymore." Originally, Gong Zheng didn't want to intervene. Being someone who's about to leave, why bother causing unnecessary unhappiness with them?
Unexpectedly, when he decided not to manage them, one by one started to climb over his head. He hadn't even left yet, and the tea had already cooled?
"We're willing to work, but we're waiting for the new section chief to assign tasks." One subordinate remarked with a smirk.
What, a new section chief? Gong Zheng felt a glimmer of joy inside; having a new section chief meant he was about to get promoted.
Thinking about being able to return gloriously, how could it not make Gong Zheng happy?
