"That's right! Even if we need a successor, we support Sutphon. Radin, how long have you been working under Mr. M? Do you really think you have the qualifications?" said another man, standing up.
"Have I been talking to a wall this whole time?" Radin smiled. He took his chopsticks, picked up a vegetable from the pot, placed it in his mouth, and chewed on it slowly.
"Your words are totally against everyone's wishes." Someone stood up and said, "It should be done through proper voting, although the one in charge will only be temporary. We'll make the decision when the representative from the head office comes."
"Haha..." Radin suddenly burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" The person who spoke just now was furious. He felt a burning sensation spread in his face. Why was Radin laughing? What right did he have to laugh?