Dai Linfang slightly raised his head and chuckled, "Brother Lu, you've been a leader for just a few days, and you already seem to have a bit of that."
"A taste that can't be explained or described."
"Has the bench been smelling for too long?"
Dai Linfang's emotional intelligence was good, tactfully shifting the origin of the 'smell' away from Lu Cheng.
"Really?" Lu Cheng, caught in the middle, found it hard to see for himself, so he asked Mu Nanshu.
"A little, but it's okay," Mu Nanshu replied honestly.
Lu Cheng spread his hands, "Alright, I'm an ordinary person, and the essence of an ordinary person is to constantly be hit squarely in the middle of the forehead by a boomerang throughout their life."
"At least, I haven't yet found other means to share the pressure or ways to vent it."
"I can't even predict whether the next month's performance of the department's staff will be acceptable or if anyone will quit due to significant drops in income..."
