"This is my office."
After hearing the question from up ahead, Li Ye had no choice but to speak up, then squeezed his way forward from the back.
Yes, squeezed.
Li Ye truly could not understand why so many people had to guard every spot behind the big shots like ferocious beasts protecting their territory, refusing to let anyone else approach. Was there really such a huge difference between being eighth in line and ninth?
When Li Ye reached the front, he saw the amused look in Deputy Manager Wang's eyes and Minister Xue's icy expression.
Li Ye explained with a smile, "I only moved here from the First Branch Factory the day before yesterday. Some of these materials are original copies brought back from Soviet Russia, and I handled them personally back then. It wasn't convenient for others to sort them out, so I kept them in my own office, ready for reference at any time."
"Oh, now that you put it that way, I understand."
Deputy Manager Wang nodded, then suddenly said, "But you should still pay attention to this. I know you personally handled Kamaz's technical materials, but others don't, do they? When they see your office looking like this, they might think you've been wronged!"
The surroundings suddenly fell silent.
No one knew whether Li Ye had truly been wronged, but it was certainly abnormal for a deputy general manager's office to look like a warehouse.
At that moment, Minister Xue smiled and teased, "Old Wang, stop worrying over nothing. Anyone can be wronged except Li Ye. He's our precious treasure. Don't tell me you've taken a fancy to him?"
"Hehehe, plenty of people have taken a fancy to him. One more of me makes no difference."
Deputy Manager Wang and Minister Xue clearly knew each