"Hello?"
"Ah? Mm, okay, I, I understand..."
In the end, Director Zheng answered the call, speaking a few dispirited words, looking as if he were about to sink into the dust with humility.
His previously radiant and arrogant demeanor had entirely vanished, resembling a defeated soldier with a face full of failure and helplessness.
"Alright, let's go. We'll call it a day."
Director Zheng sighed deeply, his whole being seeming to have aged ten years, and said weakly.
"Leave? Director Zheng, did I hear wrong, are we really leaving now?"
"The matter isn't resolved yet. If we just leave like this, how will we deal with the troublemakers?"
"These old women will definitely push their luck. By then..."
Wu Changzhou spread his hands with a shocked expression.
He hadn't resolved his mistress's job crisis, nor avenged his betrayal. Leaving now would be truly frustrating.
