Water Blue Star, Nepal.
An office in the industrial district of Gad City.
At this moment, a loud voice echoed through the office:
"Manager Huang! Who do you think you are looking down on?"
"With just this amount of beef, people will think I, Dong, can't afford meat!"
"You should bring at least a hundred pounds!"
Wearing a black suit, Manager Huang managed a bitter smile, having landed this cushy job because he was a confidant of President Huang.
But he truly didn't have much authority over the distribution rights for products nourished by Spiritual Energy.
And Manager Huang was well aware that many eyes were fixed on his position.
Even Dong, with his booming voice before him, was a long-time customer.
But it was absolutely necessary not to break the rules.
After all, President Huang had already mentioned that there were several others with the same Disciple status as him.
