The two laughed until they cried.
In their eyes, Ye Huan had completely lost his mind!
What a joke, he, a security team leader, actually wants to interfere with personnel transfers?
It's laughable!
After a while, their laughter slowly subsided.
Zhao Yongle put his hands in his pockets, looking disdainful:
"Ye Huan, I really don't want to insult you, but why do you love to show off in front of women?"
"Showing off is fine, but first, you've got to have the means to do so, right? A single phone call to downgrade Fang Hong's position? Who do you think you are?"
"You think you're the Minister of Human Resources? Let me tell you, the Minister of Human Resources is not you; it's my uncle — Zhao Zhenhai!"
As he spoke, he kept poking Ye Huan's chest with his finger, as arrogantly as he could be:
"Even if you are really that good and demote Fang Hong, then promote Zhang Huimin to deputy leader, what's the use?"
