With Wang Junhui sitting in that position, Yang Guoqing found it incredibly frustrating to get things done! Hmph! Old bastard, let's see what happens!
"In that case, I'll be on my way!" Yang Guoqing said in a huff to Wang Junhui and turned to leave the office.
After Yang Guoqing left, Wang Junhui took off his gold-rimmed glasses, rubbed his forehead gently with his hand. Having been in the workplace for so many years, he could tell Yang Guoqing had grievances against him for a long time. He knew his temperament, and this matter wouldn't end here! But no matter what, he couldn't sign off on that loan.
"Sigh!" Wang Junhui sighed deeply, his voice full of helplessness. He didn't want to cause Yang Guoqing any trouble, but with Yang's temper, he feared he might do something foolish!
Suddenly, the phone on Wang Junhui's desk rang. He glanced at it and smiled knowingly as he answered.
"Hello, Dad!" His daughter Wang Weiwei's sweet and lively voice came over the phone.
