Li Banfeng's speech lasted a whole hour, and Shen Jingye's pen never stopped.
Only after Li Banfeng finished speaking did Shen Jingye let out a sigh of relief, covered in sweat, already soaking through his clothes.
"Little Shen, is it that tiring?" Li Banfeng sipped some tea, "I didn't feel tired talking, yet listening to me seems to have exhausted you like this?"
Shen Jingye was indeed very tired, his back straightened, body leaning forward, only sitting on half a chair, listening to the speech for an hour, and he had filled a notebook with notes.
After wiping his sweat and resting for a moment, Shen Jingye cleared his mind a bit and asked the secretary to present a stack of forms to Li Qiyi; the forms detailed the responsibilities and benefits of various positions.
The purpose of today's meeting was to choose a suitable position for Li Qi. If Shen Jingye could focus on getting the proper work done sooner and talk less nonsense, he wouldn't have to suffer so much.
