"The setup is too big for you to handle?"
Motan repeated Jun Wu's words with interest and raised an eyebrow: "As a young and promising person who was transferred to the headquarters as a branch manager at such a young age, Boss Jun, aren't you being a bit too distant with that statement?"
Jun Wu snorted, sat back in the recliner behind the counter, picked up a storybook and started flipping through it, saying irritably: "Don't take me for a fool, I've made myself clear, if you hand it over to me, you won't be disappointed. But if you came here to talk without a plan, then you should leave early."
The implied meaning was simple—
The business, I can do it, I even want to do it, but if you don't present a plan, there's no way we can talk.
Jun Wu is a smart person, and he knows Motan is also smart, so he didn't plan on explaining everything in detail and then finding a key point to talk to the latter about. He just made his position clear without a wordy explanation.
