"Alright, that's my line of thinking, and it's the final plan. Go ahead and claim your tasks. If you can't agree, fight it out. We're all brothers here—if you can't talk someone into it, beat them into submission."
"I need the people I trust most for these key positions. As for the grunt work, we'll just hire people. It's not a big deal."
Lin Chu said with an air of casual indifference.
The men were speechless.
After the initial shock wore off, they quickly broke into discussion.
Lu Ming: "Fuck me, it feels like I'm dreaming. Am I getting carried to success again? No, seriously, I'm applying for Head of PR at headquarters. A small fry like me can't be a big boss. I'm just suited to leading a bunch of cute female subordinates, wining and dining all day, and handling the support side of things."
Lin Chu rolled his eyes at him and gave a weary wave of his hand. "Fine, fine, whatever, you master of slacking. Fuck you."
