Hu Meiqiao gave an awkward smile, but didn't refute.
The old leader's evaluation of her was fair.
She couldn't really argue back.
If it were someone else, with Hu Meiqiao's personality, she would have snapped back long ago, but the old leader knew her too well.
The key was, she came today with a request, and it was from her direct superior; how could she show any dissatisfaction? In fact, facing Ma Shanjun's sarcasm, Hu Meiqiao even maintained a smile and said with indifference, "Old leader, you're wrong to say that. I haven't come to you for quite some time now."
"Haha, it's precisely because you haven't come to me for some time that I'm a bit worried."
"If you, Dean Hu, came to me every now and then, I wouldn't feel anything. But you haven't approached me for a year or two, suddenly calling me, and even asking if I'm free a day in advance. Do you think it's a good thing?"
"Old leader, knowing someone too well can be tiring; people should take it easy, not overthink things."
