Upon hearing Shi Zehong's light exclamation, Zhang Guanghua couldn't help but smile.
The other's reaction was within his expectations.
As the acting director stationed in Chixian City.
Instead of being a manager, Shi Zehong was more like a chef — whatever ingredients the boss gave him, he had to use them to cook up the corresponding delicacies.
After all, he was only responsible for the allocation of resources, so his degree of freedom was relatively small.
However, as a professional within the system, Shi Zehong certainly had the awareness and preparation for this, and wouldn't lose himself because of it.
So after being slightly surprised, he quickly adjusted his mindset:
"Comrade Guanghua, how does the base camp plan to arrange things?"
Zhang Guanghua picked up his cup and took a sip of water, then walked cautiously to the window, looking out through it.
Returning to his seat, he apologetically said to Shi Zehong:
