There were tons of medical supplies stranded outside Xiang City. Could a few grassroots managers in the emergency area bring such a large quantity of medical supplies back to Xiang City?
Qin Ziran felt that Ke Minghong had too much faith in the management.
Ke Minghong pounded the table, exasperated,
"Mr. Qin, what do you mean by this? With staffing shortages, why are you still dispatching people to look for a woman?"
The emergency area needed medical supplies. It needed medical supplies. It needed medical supplies!
This was an issue Ke Minghong had continuously brought up to Qin Ziran a long time ago.
But what had Management Commander Qin done all along? He hadn't ameliorated any conflicts; instead, he had intensified them.
He had even managed to lose control of the entire temporary rescue center.
Qin Ziran, sitting leisurely, looked at Ke Minghong with impatience,
