"Ah Kuan, come over here."
Hu Yiqi waved a hand at a distance.
A man, probably in his late twenties or early thirties, stood up straight and shouted, "Coming!"
He then jogged to the door, nodded and bowed to Hu Yiqi, "Leader, your command."
With that fawning look, anyone who didn't know better might think a servant from the Qing Palace had been reborn.
"This person is yours now. Give him a good lesson, lay out the rules and processes clearly."
Hu Yiqi said.
The man called Ah Kuan showed difficulty, saying, "Leader, you know my tasks for this week..."
"Let me cut 80,000 for you, how about that?"
Hu Yiqi said.
Ah Kuan instantly perked up, saluted sloppily, "As you command, Leader!"
After speaking.
Hu Yiqi waved his hand.
Ah Kuan then led Chen Fang to his workstation.
As soon as they sat down.
Ah Kuan stuffed a pile of papers into Chen Fang's arms, with a commanding tone, "From now on, memorize these contents quickly. If you get a word wrong, watch me beat you."
