While Han Lie was busy training his sisters, another conflict was unfolding fiercely.
Gao Yuan Real Estate.
Today, the atmosphere in the company was particularly tense.
"Gao Yijun, damn you, you son of a bitch!"
The corridor still seemed to echo with the angry curses of General Manager Hu before he was taken away by the economic investigation team, leaving all the employees trembling with fear.
However, Gao Yijun was sitting complacently on the guest sofa in the chairman's office, humming a little tune, in high spirits, and even more uplifted in mood.
Feeling triumphant, he pulled out his phone and dialed Han Lie's number.
"Mr. Han, busy?"
Han Lie immediately noticed the difference—the voice had a barely restrained excitement, and the opening line was unlike usual.
There was a rather subtle confidence and dominance, very nuanced.
