When Cang Zhihui heard Ning Yongzhi's refusal, he immediately asked, "Why?"
"It's because Chen Mo is now a Xiantian Master! Even if he weren't, he's still a member of the Special Affairs Administration! I can't do something like that! Have you considered the consequences of doing this?"
"We are a force of the state, yet behind the scenes, we covet other people's good things and always want to take them! If that happens, who will still be willing to stay in the Special Affairs Administration? And who would dare join it?"
"I can...!" Cang Zhihui said anxiously.
"Can what? Can you make sure the news doesn't get out? Can you guarantee it, or can I? Old Cangtou, anything can be leaked, especially something like this, which would even require the offerings to get involved! Have you considered what the outcome would be if a conflict broke out, given Chen Mo's abilities?"
After thinking it over, Cang Zhihui slowly lowered his head.
He wasn't an idiot, or he never would have become the person in charge of the Kyoto branch! How could he not understand something so simple?
But sometimes, profit blinded people's eyes and prevented them from seeing everything clearly.
"Old Cangtou, think this over carefully! I'll pretend I never heard what you said today! In the future, I hope you won't entertain such thoughts again, and that you won't mention this to anyone else!" Ning Yongzhi looked at Old Cangtou, shook his head, then turned and left Cang Zhihui's office.
Cang Zhihui collapsed into his office chair. How could he not understand what Ning Yongzhi had said? But once his eyes had been blinded by profit, all he could see were the benefits, while he had never considered anything else!
Whenever people were consumed by profit, they always found