Gru, the LAPD captain, had recently made headlines on the West Coast for marrying a transgender wife.
Accountant Jia understood that both were putting on an act; he hated it but was also relieved that they hadn't completely fallen out.
See, this is the effect of destroying one's body and character—Accountant Jia was actually somewhat relieved that CEO Cheng and Gru hadn't completely fallen out.
This was too ironic.
"Sit down, Jia, have a drink to steady your nerves,"
Gru helped Elder Jia to the sofa in the secret room and handed him a glass of iced whiskey.
Accountant Jia's mind was numb as he asked,
"Mr. Gru, I know you, but may I ask, what is your purpose?"
You see, he was getting anxious.
Gru didn't speak; he was the boss today, and all the unsavory talk was CEO Cheng's responsibility—enjoying the feeling of being the underling for perhaps the only time in his life, he was savoring it completely.
