Du Jun's gaze at Jiang Tao was somewhat complex.
He remembered that last year Jiang Tao was still driving a truck in Beijing.
This year, how did he suddenly transform into a boss?
The feeling of thinking others were not as good as you, only to suddenly realize they are much more outstanding, was a bit hard to endure.
"What kind of boss am I? Just a lone wolf doing some small business, nothing worth mentioning."
"But Brother Jun, you've got quite a strong team, so many people."
Jiang Tao also smiled and praised Du Jun.
Du Jun chuckled and said, "They're just workmates gathered to work together. Speaking of which, I should thank you for giving us food to eat this time."
"Brother Jun, let's not exaggerate like that, come have a cigarette."
Jiang Tao joked with Du Jun, pulling out a pack and offering him a cigarette.
Du Jun took the cigarette with both hands and laughed:
