"Forget it," Leng Xuan didn't want to hear the security guard explain any further, and he also felt that it was a trivial matter. To make a big fuss and get the man fired would leave him feeling uneasy—it was just the way of the world, looking down on others was common. If everyone got fired for things like this, how many people would be unemployed?
So he said, "I can go in now, right?"
Seeing that Leng Xuan didn't blame him at all, the security guard felt a great weight lifted off his shoulders, grateful to the point of tears, and quickly nodded, "Yes, of course, of course. Please come in!"
Leng Xuan entered without looking back and then picked up his phone, "Uncle Liu, I'm in. I'm so sorry for troubling you with such a small matter!"
Uncle Liu said, "That security guard named Cheng really doesn't know what he's doing. Don't worry, I won't let him stay there any longer... "
"No need," Leng Xuan said, "It's part of his job."
