The continuous events had seriously damaged the little fat man's self-esteem. He was also raised in the Dean's compound from a young age, but his grandfather had died early and his family had long since lost any say. He had grown up following Meng Ping, as close as brothers, never thinking about the future. But this incident had suddenly made the little fat man realize he couldn't continue drifting aimlessly.
"Boss, look! So much has happened, such big events we were involved in, but we really had no say. You heard what the President just said. To put it bluntly, the current situation has reached a level we can't reach, so we can only watch helplessly, unable to do anything."
The little fat man continued to blabber the thoughts he had been mulling over for two days, and then, summing up, asked, "Boss, do you know why we all admire the Young Chairman and Living Yama so much?"
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