When Jin Nanguo was packing his belongings, Qin Huai called over two security personnel.
Qin Huai said, "Help Mr. Jin pack up. After all, he's worked in our presidential office. As he's leaving, you need to take care of him, understand?"
The two nodded, "Yes."
Jin Nanguo was almost grinding his teeth to pieces. "Qin Huai, don't go too far."
Qin Huai curled his lips, "Going too far? I can go even further if you'd like to hear it."
Jin Nanguo: "You..."
Qin Huai lazily said, "I need to report to the President, so I won't be seeing you off, Mr. Jin. Goodbye."
Qin Huai turned and left, while the two security personnel stepped forward, keeping a close eye on Jin Nanguo.
Jin Nanguo was fuming with rage, and as he packed, he slammed items around loudly.
When he finished packing and was about to leave with a cardboard box, the two security personnel stopped him.
