Though Yi Mingzhao's furious eyes seemed to spit fire, he was not some underworld boss who settled grudges with swift, satisfying strokes of the blade. He did not immediately grab Li Ye by the hair and start swinging fists.
As an experienced corporate manager, he still swallowed his rage and raised a series of orderly, well-reasoned doubts.
"Li Ye, why can't I make heads or tails of what you just said? As I recall, your side was the first to draw up the plan to merge with Southwest Heavy Truck Company, and only after studying it did headquarters adopt your plan.
"But now that the moment has arrived, why are you going back on your word? Director Wen happens to be here today. Whatever grievances or reasons you have, just say them."
[What fucking grievances do I have? Don't you know yourself?]
Li Ye naturally understood just how severely his actions had provoked Yi Mingzhao. Whether Yi Mingzhao managed to save face today or not, he would become a joke within their professional circle.
[Hey, did you hear? Old Yi got played by Li Ye from one of his subordinate units. Li Ye slapped him across the face in front of the new Director Wen.]
[Damn, what was that Li Ye thinking? Could he have some blood feud with Yi Mingzhao?]
[Never heard of one! But that Shang Bin from Old Yi's unit got into trouble not long ago and made the higher-ups furious. Maybe Old Yi was desperate to produce some results and salvage his image.]
[He would have been better off not trying to salvage it. The more he tried, the more humiliating it became. He can't even control a unit under his own command—does he still have the face to sit in that chair?]
"..."
Li Ye