Sometimes, leaving a flaw was also a sign of emotional intelligence. Of course, the premise was that your boss could spot the tiny flaw you had left behind and fill it in. If he was an idiot, use this strategy with caution!
"Mr. Han, you flatter me. This is nothing." Ma Yun Fei immediately smiled. "Anyway, he can't work for me right now. We'll have to wait until his injuries heal. I've waited this long already, so I don't care about waiting a little longer."
"Mr. Ma is right. I was too impatient." Jiang Yan Hai thought seriously for a moment before speaking in an equally serious tone.
"It's all right. I understand why you're anxious, Mr. Han. Shall we go find the next person?" Ma Yun Fei smiled and spoke generously.
"Okay." Jiang Yan Hai nodded.
Ma Yun Fei led the way toward the car in the distance, and Jiang Yan Hai's group naturally followed. Black Lion, walking behind Jiang Yan Hai, looked thoughtful. A man who, days ago, had calculated exactly where the enemy would attack from—even precisely predicting their thoughts and instincts—and had planted bombs as though he were controlling them himself...
Could he really have failed to consider something so simple? Was it merely because he was anxious?
Black Lion raised his head and looked at Jiang Yan Hai's back. The other man was not very old, yet for the first time, Black Lion felt a profound sense of powerlessness.
They found three people in one night, eight in total. Within three days, they had found them all. Of course, Ma Yun Fei carried out his plan. The first time he helped them, he said nothing.
Then he silently helped each of them a second time, and a third.
By the time all their problems had