"Wife, what can I do for you?" Wang Wei asked as he sipped his tea, acting as if everything was normal.
"Really? Acting innocent?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about?"
"You cut off the budget for my department," Wu Hong snapped.
"If you have any complaints, please fill out File 2-B78. If you feel I've abused my power, use File 987G instead."
"Bastard, you want to fight?"
"Liste, love of my life, I have a system," Wang Wei sighed. "Your department — while probably the most important — will be useless until the first Saint successfully descends into the world. Before that, your work is just not a priority. So, until then, your budget will be the smallest."
Wang Wei received a fierce look.
