In a private club, Feng Huzhou, Lan Hui, and An Siwei gathered once more.
Coldly staring at Lan Hui, Feng Huzhou's eyes were filled with displeasure.
"I asked you to deal with Chen Bin, and now look, how did you end up helping him?"
"I didn't expect it to turn out this way either! He's a complete outsider, not responsible for any core projects at the station, logically there's no way he could pull off a New Year's Gala, but... sigh, he's indeed something."
At this moment, Lan Hui was also quite upset.
No matter how you look at it, she was the one who put Chen Bin in charge of the New Year's Gala, at least a small acknowledgment of her insight and foresight was due.
Now it's all for nothing, no benefits gained.
"I've always said that Chen Bin is not as easy to handle as you think, and you'd better find a way to suppress him quickly, otherwise, he might even dare to compete with you for the director's position."
Hearing this, An Siwei couldn't help but chime in.
