"Ding!"
Finally, the elevator doors opened, the twelfth floor, where the marketing department was located.
Su Sheng's eyes immediately found Zhou Song, the former security guard, now dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his short hair giving him a spirited look.
"Good day, Representative Su," the young guard said with a face full of respect. He was well aware of who provided everything for him and who he was working for.
"Zhou, do well, and if there are any issues in the transportation department, I alone will hold you accountable."
If anyone said Su Sheng had an eye for people, that was nonsense, but he believed in the saying, "The tools to a man are but a means to an end," and that everyone has limitless potential.
"I promise to complete the mission," the young guard saluted, almost instinctively.
