Chen Li, with a stern face, scolded her staff, feeling somewhat helpless inside. In the past, she would have replaced them without hesitation, but having been in ancient times for so long, she had grown accustomed to life here and knew the rules well. She understood that finding good talent wasn't so simple. Take Li Ming, for instance; she had inquired about him before poaching him, only to find him less satisfactory than expected. Though it irked her, she had to admit that Li Ming was no match for Yu Zhengqing.
Speaking of Yu Zhengqing, Chen Li felt uncomfortable. By her own estimation and strategies, Yu Zhengqing should have been living a miserable life. Even though Chen Li acknowledged deep down that Yu Zhengqing was not at fault for the earlier incident, his departure out of spite was a betrayal to her. Chen Li was conceited and self-centric, incapable of tolerating anyone's betrayal. In her mind, a person who betrayed her could never have a good end.
