He'd been called a pig brain by his boss three times in just a short while.
Dan Biao was so rattled he didn't dare say another word, terrified he'd misspeak again.
Back in his office, Dan Biao recalled Cheng Jun's attitude toward Yang Hui from yesterday. The more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed. 'Could President Li's assessment be right? Does Xinyue Group really treat Yang Hui differently? But why?'
'I've seen his résumé. He's just from some small mountain village, not the son of some big shot.'
He dialed the internal phone and summoned Yang Hui.
"A Hui, come in. Have a seat."
His attitude was different today. When dealing with a capable subordinate, there was no reason to be dismissive.
"A Hui, the boss just had a word with me. The company might be acquiring another brand soon. It's a trendy brand that's doing very well, and I'm thinking it would be a great opportunity to hand over to you."
