"How many people need to be recruited?" the assistant took out his notebook and asked.
"Twenty."
"Alright, twen—wait, Mr. Xu, if we recruit twenty people, the office space isn't big enough. Do we need to replan the area for the game team?" Seeing Xu Ke's increasingly furrowed brow, the assistant inexplicably felt guilty, and his voice grew softer.
Xu Ke glanced disdainfully at the assistant and said coldly, "Why replan? Can't we just fire them to make room?"
The people who had been standing there obediently listening to Xu Ke now looked at him with shock, surprise, and disbelief, as if he had done something wrong.
"Understood, I'll notify them immediately." The assistant adjusted his glasses and spoke in a flat voice.
Just as the two were about to leave, someone from the game team called after Xu Ke, "Wait, why are you firing us? We've signed labor contracts with the company." The person's tone was defiant.
