But everything had gone too smoothly before, and his success had somewhat gone to his head.
Now that he was calm, he realized that he seemed to have become Zhuo Xiangqiao's scout, dealing with that group of disloyal subordinates for him.
Thinking about how smug he had been in front of him, he slammed his fist onto the desk. At that time, Zhuo Xiangqiao must have been scoffing at him to no end!
When John saw him suddenly smash his fist onto the desk, the whole person was startled and hurriedly asked with concern, "President? Are you—?"
Because his hand had accidentally hit a cup nearby, it fell to the ground and shattered, making a sharp, clear sound.
"It's nothing! Recently, have someone investigate that man named Lin Jingyun more. I need to know all his weaknesses!" As long as there were weaknesses, he could completely turn him around; no matter how good his relationship with Zhuo Jianzhang was at that time, what could they do about it?
