Kitchen Heat

Tang Zheng let out a low chuckle, but there was no humor in it. "Yi An, it seems like you're getting tired of your job. You've been slacking lately." He paused. "We're opening up a region in the rural area, which you're very well aware of. It might be good for you. Maybe you'd become sharper."

Yi An gulped audibly on the other end of the line, his voice trembling as he responded, "President Tang, I... I can assure you, I'll handle this. There's no need to send me there!"

"No need? You sound so confident now. Let's see if you can back it up. I'll give you 24 hours to clean this mess up, Yi An. Or I'll personally pack your bags for you."

"Yes, sir! Understood, sir!" 

Tang Zheng could almost hear him sweating through the phone.

Li Na, who had been quietly observing, bit her lip to keep from laughing.