Jiang Yue hadn't actually planned to fall out with the Central South Military Region's team. He'd sat through the meeting for ages, and when it was his turn to speak, he hadn't held anything back. He'd made his position clear: he was thinking of the greater good and didn't want to throw everything into chaos over a petty clash of egos.
But now Jiang Yue understood. All his efforts had meant nothing to them. They hadn't even noticed the goodwill he'd shown.
They were polite when they needed him, then turned their backs the moment they didn't.
If that was how things stood, Jiang Yue had a much clearer idea of what to do next.
These petty tricks couldn't do anything to him or the Star City team, but they were still enough to leave a bad taste in his mouth.
Judging by Director Liao's reaction, Jiang Yue knew that outsiders had seen through the Central South Military Region's little maneuvers. They knew the region was divided against itself.
Of course, Jiang Yue wasn't about to make a scene over these disgusting little slights. He motioned for his team to sit down.
Taking a seat in the corner did have its advantages. They didn't have to take part in all that phony socializing or make small talk with everyone they met.
Overall, the seating arrangement made the Star City team stand out as somewhat unusual, but most of them weren't the sort to care much about such things.
Even Han Jingjing, who seemed a little unhappy, kept her composure and didn't show any obvious displeasure.
She probably needed to preserve the dignity of Star City's leadership in a setting like this.
At the other tables, the socializing was lively. The various team leaders were busy introducing their capable subordinates to