"I've done what you asked, I hope, Mr. Zhou, you'll keep your promise and not kick someone while they're down." Zhang Jiunian swallowed a mouthful of wine and placed the glass back on the table. Zhou Mingchen excused himself, saying he wasn't feeling well and couldn't drink, which made the conversation between the two even more dull.
"Mr. Zhang, I think you misunderstood. With your current position in Hongli Group, no one could kick you while you're down." Zhou Mingchen looked at Zhang Jiunian, "My uncle is still quite wary of you."
"That was all in the past." Zhang Jiunian smiled, "My situation in Hongli now isn't much better than yours, Mr. Zhou. Helping you impeach the former leadership this time can be considered my last effort. If it fails, I'm afraid I won't have a place in Hongli anymore."
"Don't worry." Zhou Mingchen looked at him, "Once it's done, I'll help you keep your current position."
