Jia Zhongyue was stunned.
He might not have known where the phrase "Are you teaching me how to do things?" had first come from, but in his understanding, it was generally the sort of thing used by gangsters from places like Causeway Bay and the Hung Hing triads.
Such words sounded down-to-earth and forceful, but in Jia Zhongyue's eyes, they were somewhat vulgar. They had nothing to do with people like him and Li Ye, who had reached department-level positions.
Yet Li Ye, the dignified deputy general manager of a group company, had actually said something so beneath his status.
Then Jia Zhongyue recalled how Wu Yan had just led dozens of people over in a grand procession to back Li Ye up, and he could not help curling his lip.
Why are you getting worked up with me? If you have the ability, skip two ranks and rise to deputy bureau level! If you'd really been promoted, would I have dared assign you an office like this? But you didn't get promoted, did you?
Jia Zhongyue forced out a smile and patiently explained, "No, no, no. Deputy General Manager Li, please don't misunderstand. I only felt that there was too much stuff piled up here, making it difficult for him to work.
"I absolutely had no intention of making decisions for you. If you truly feel my suggestion is inappropriate, then just pretend I never said it."
Of course your suggestion was inappropriate. Otherwise, wouldn't all my effort have been for nothing?
Li Ye nodded. "Then there's nothing else to discuss. Director Jia, go attend to your work. I'll just pretend you never said anything."
"Ah, yes, all right. Deputy General Manager Li, please carry on. Call for me if you need anything."
Jia Zhongyue wore a broad smile