Qin Ye looked at him, his tone somewhat cold, "I thought you had a problem with me! Otherwise, why would you address me by my name? This is the company, not home."
Second Uncle Qin's face turned from green to white.
He felt like cursing... What does he think he is, a big deal?
Just then, Old Sir Qin spoke, "Qin Ye is right. In the company, we should follow the company's rules and regulations. Here, he's the chairman, not your nephew."
Second Uncle Qin: ...
Great, the old man's heart has really gone off the deep end.
Why didn't he just die earlier?
His anger flared up again.
Old Sir Qin didn't care about his son's expression. He said to Qin Ye, "I'm leaving!"
When Qin Ye heard this, he nodded, "Alright! I'll see you out!"
The others also stood up, indicating that they would also give him a send-off.
After all, the old man had worked most of his life at the Qin Group; now that he was leaving, it was natural to see him off.
Old Sir Qin didn't say much more.
