The man suddenly thought of the argument he had had with someone in the office before, and wondered if he felt the same way then as he did now. He had meant well, but his actions were misinterpreted and misunderstood. Now that he thought about it, it was because of those little favors in the past that the person was now helping him so much, and he realized he had been excessive.
Sigh, let it be, everyone has their own fate.
The man suddenly seemed to age ten years, with a lonely aura emanating from him.
He still had to nod and bow in apology to Mr. Ling, putting on a smiley face: "What Mr. Ling said, who can I trust if not you? You have misunderstood me, sir. I didn't mean that. Sigh, please don't be petty with me, I'm just a simple man, I cannot compare to someone as educated as you. I will go and report to the higher-ups exactly as you instructed, without missing a word."
