Secretary Hao forced a bitter smile.
Alright, this one is also a thorn.
Just as difficult to handle as the one upstairs.
Bao Jingyan leisurely finished a cigarette, Secretary Hao did not dare to rush him.
Upstairs, in the solemn office.
Sun Jingan sat upright, waiting for him.
His expression was unpleasant.
Bao Jingyan, unconcerned, sat down with ease.
Secretary Hao served the tea.
Bao Jingyan gently fiddled with the fine porcelain cup and chuckled, "Uncle, did you call me here for something?"
A huge stack of letters and documents was thrown at him.
Sun Jingan pointed at his nose and scolded him harshly.
"Look at the mess you've made!"
"I knew you came to City B with ill intentions."
"In just three days, you've turned the pharmaceutical industry upside down!"
"Bao Jingyan, do you realize how many people have come to complain to me?"
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Bao Jingyan casually picked up a few and flipped through them.
