"Captain Huang... Do you remember the last time we met?" Wan Baoming walked a bit further away, clutching his cell phone, his head hung lower than his shoulders, his waist sagging down.
Being a deputy director wasn't easy, and there weren't many things he could impress with, yet Huang Qiangmin always had a big appetite.
Wan Baoming's eyes were clearly filled with a trace of tears.
Getting things done was so difficult.
Jiang Yuan couldn't see Comrade Wan Baoming's eyes and expression. He just sat on the other side of his study, nearly 20 meters away from the corner Wan Baoming chose, and he couldn't even hear Wan Baoming speaking very clearly.
Of course, Jiang Yuan wasn't interested in listening to his bickering with Huang Qiangmin either.
He turned on his computer and put the fingerprints that Wan Baoming had brought in, doing some initial processing with Photoshop.