Moon Mansion understood doors.
This was why Yang Ruoqian respected it from a distance.
If there was a process, Moon Mansion could find the door.
If there was a door, it could install a counter.
If there was a counter, it could create three tiers.
If there were three tiers, someone in the market would ask why basic users were standing outside.
This was normally terrible.
For Yang's system mission, it was almost artistic.
The Complaint Priority Ticket launched at nine.
Yang opened the page before anyone sent it to him.
He wanted to enjoy the mistake fresh.
The page had a clean banner.
Be Heard Faster.
Yang admired it.
Three words.
Three knives.
Basic Complaint.
Priority Complaint.
Executive Resolution Ticket.
He whispered the last phrase once.
Executive Resolution Ticket.
It sounded like anger wearing a suit.
Chang Zhiqing entered.
Yang immediately closed his expression, not the page.
"You saw it," she said.
"Competitive research."
"You smiled."
