Yes, it's possible Ye Ling has relatives or maybe a son in the HR department, or perhaps a friend—regardless, he was behind everything.
But what he had seemingly forgotten was the tone of Ye Ling's voice during the call, which sounded nothing like that between relatives or friends, but clearly that of a superior to a subordinate.
An Ting's aunt was also stunned, the corner of her mouth twitching, as she wondered just how powerful this young man was to be able to strip Little Liu of his cushy job with just a few words?
Damn, it was like seeing a ghost, An Ting's aunt felt somewhat light-headed right now.
Ye Ling looked coldly at Liu Zliang opposite him, "Huamei Company is mine, what do you say?"
Boom, Liu Zliang felt as if the sky was collapsing, his face filled with disbelief as panic set in—what did it mean that Huamei Group was his?
