No matter who it is, I'm saying the same thing. Yes, I said it.
Record your grandpa!
From now on, nobody's allowed to mention the word 'recording' in front of me!
If anyone does, don't blame me for being heartless—I'll transfer you to watch over the reservoir!
Cai Qidong slammed the phone down hard, so angry he almost wanted to smash it. He could tolerate Wen Yan pulling these kinds of pranks, but seeing how fast the gossip spread and that everyone already knew about the recording joke, he really lost his composure this time.
Meanwhile, over in the Appraisal Department, a few people were crowding around the phone.
A young man looked eager to try something.
"Did you get the recording?"
"Got it!"
"Quick, send it to me! That's precious material right there."
The middle-aged man sitting in the chair looked at the young people around him, at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He thought to himself, these days, young people really don't see their leaders as actual leaders.
