"Does anyone have anything else? If not, today's meeting is adjourned. Dismissed."
As Shang Bin's words fell, Jia Zhongyue rose in a daze and instinctively headed out of the conference room.
In truth, he had not heard a word during the latter half of the meeting. His mind had been wandering far afield as he pondered countermeasures, trying to figure out how he could resolve the conflict and grudges between himself and Li Ye.
By this point, he no longer held much hope that Shang Bin would "stand up for him." They were both old hands who had spent years muddling through the workplace. He knew perfectly well the difference between eighty million and a trusted henchman.
Although the Light Vehicle Company had initially put that loan on the negotiating table as a bargaining chip and gained corresponding benefits, now they wanted to use him, Jia Zhongyue, as the throw-in. What could he do about it?
Rather than suffer a crushing defeat, it was better to mend the fold after the sheep had bolted.
He could not keep opposing Li Ye. He had to make peace with him as soon as possible. Even if he had to kneel, pay him off, or offer up women, they had to reconcile.
Jia Zhongyue had climbed to his current position through quite a few unconventional methods. He refused to believe he could not handle Li Ye.
But just as Jia Zhongyue stared at Li Ye ahead of him and followed along, he heard Shang Bin call from behind, "Director Jia, stay behind for a moment."
"Hm?"
Jia Zhongyue was somewhat surprised. Could it be that Shang Bin still refused to admit defeat and was preparing to arm-wrestle Ma Zhaoxian again?
"Secretary Shang, what do you need from me?"
"..."
Only after everyone else