Ye gave him an approving look, thought for a moment, placed a hand on his shoulder, and said very seriously, "That boy is called Luis Bartolome."
"Yes, his name is Luis Bartolome!"
Waller responded immediately.
Ye had no intention of hiding anything from this trusted confidant of his from the moment he called him in to listen to the call.
He patted Waller on the shoulder, walked back to his original spot, picked up the cheap cigarettes Luis had left behind, took one out, lit it, and slowly smoked it.
Waller was somewhat taken aback. His boss had quit smoking for nearly ten years, but at this moment, he truly did not dare to speak up and stop him.
"So cheap, he'll inevitably develop problems from this sooner or later."
After coughing a few times, Ye stubbed out the cigarette. After pondering for a moment, he spoke unusually frankly, "Waller, you served as my secretary for over ten years previously, correct."
"Yes!"
Waller replied calmly, without any emotional fluctuation.
