"Heh, what do I mean?"
Liu Zhizhong chuckled with interest, walked over directly, and locked the office door from the inside.
Du Yuesheng's complexion darkened even more. He rose from his office chair and said, "Liu Zhizhong, are you out of your mind this morning? What the hell are you locking the door for?"
"Heh, Secretary Du, I have something private to tell you, you know. Wouldn't it be bad if someone barged in and overheard us?"
Having said that, Liu Zhizhong sat down on the sofa in the reception area and actually gestured to the seat opposite him. "Please, come over here, great Acting Secretary Du!"
Hearing the words "Acting Secretary," Du Yuesheng's mood soured even more. Pointing at Liu Zhizhong, he said, "Liu, are you freaking insane? What kind of madness are you on this morning? I haven't even addressed your tardiness yet, and here you are, acting crazy and itchy for a fight in front of me? And you're telling me to come over? What right do you have to order me around?"
