Directors Zheng and Wei saw that Xia Chu was genuinely angry and felt apprehensive inside.
After all, every adult understands the principle that "money can do anything."
Especially since they were just two minor street office directors, it would be no harder for someone to crush them than it would be to crush two ants.
But with so much money, spending just a few thousand yuan a month could buy peace and earn a good reputation.
Why wouldn't they be willing to do so?
Whenever they casually ate out or played cards, they would certainly add at least one zero to those few thousand, wouldn't they?
But Director Zheng and Director Wei weren't foolish enough to say this out loud.
The two exchanged glances.
They chose to offer an apologetic smile, "Mrs. Huo, please don't be angry. We truly didn't want to make things difficult for you, and didn't intend to pick on the soft ones. We're just doing our duty and have no other choice. Who would want to come and make themselves disagreeable?"
