A server brought over a plate of braised pork belly. The aroma of its sauce spread.
Huang Xueli picked up his glass and knocked its base hard against the glass lazy Susan.
Wang Xiaoliang immediately raised his glass to meet it.
Clink.
Huang Xueli tipped his head back and took a swig. The liquor burned, making him suck in a breath, his features scrunching together.
"Xiaoliang, what you just said really spoke to my heart."
He picked up a piece of braised pork belly and tossed it into his bowl.
"Get some power, then do something decent with it. That's what I'm after too."
He took a bite of food to go with his drink and continued before he had finished chewing.
"But first, you have to get that power."
Wang Xiaoliang's movements were almost identical to his.
"How much power?"
Huang Xueli picked up his chopsticks again and stuffed a piece of braised pork belly into his mouth, chewing until his mouth glistened with grease.
"Enough to have the final say, at least."
Wang Xiaoliang, however, put his chopsticks down.
"When that day really comes, will you give your buddy the green light?"
Huang Xueli stopped chewing.
He swallowed the meat, pulled out a tissue, and wiped his mouth.
"Yes."
Clean and decisive.
Huang Xueli leaned back in his chair.
"Our supermarket's products, service, and management are beyond reproach, even compared with everything else on campus."
"Song Yi has already given us the green light. He was going with the flow, too. He's the person I admire most at the university."
The smile faded from his face.
"Unfortunately, those people up top don't see it that way."
"They play far too dirty with power and vested interests."
Wei Zijin sat beside them, holding her tongue the whole time.
Seizing