When Zhang Wenming saw Zhou Wei rushing over with a furious expression and questioning him with anger, a hint of smugness flashed in his eyes, but he still had a cold sneer on his face. He retorted rudely, "Zhou Wei, you're right.
"What did I do?"
"Deputy Director Zhou, please get this straight. You're the one in the wrong, and you have the nerve to question me?"
Zhou Wei looked at Lin Feng and the others apologetically. Then, he quickly turned his head and glared at his comrade: "What do you mean by that? You're trying to find trouble with me, and you're even dragging others down with you? "
The sneer on Zhang Wenming's face became even more serious. "Please pay attention to your words. I'm just stating the facts. Don't let others think that we have some personal grudges …"
As soon as he said this, Zhou Wei sneered and replied without even thinking, "You're right.
"No personal grudge?"
"You're shameless enough to say that in front of so many people. Who doesn't know that you, Zhang Wenming, have been eyeing the position of director of the UK branch for a long time? You just got wind that you're hopeless, so you're getting angry out of humiliation."
"Let me tell you, the transfer of positions is decided by the headquarters. It depends on the individual's work ability and character. Zhang Wenming, you don't meet any of the two standards, so you're only fit to bite people here."
His voice faded.
The entire backstage was silent. Even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.
Many of the staff members of the Telecommunications Association who had gathered to watch the show immediately fell silent out of fear. They even wanted to turn around and run away.
This …
The two big shots above them had shed all pretense of cordiality.
Even Lin Feng, Ceng Rui, and An Xin couldn't help but widen their eyes in shock. Ceng Rui quickly reacted. He took a deep breath. "Looks like … this isn't a small grudge."
An Xin nodded. "It seems like a typical workplace grudge."
Lin Feng rubbed his chin and looked at Zhou Wei. His eyes sparkled. "Hey, Big Brother Zhou is really tough."
Tough indeed.
No one had expected Zhou Wei's series of angry rebukes, and it caught everyone off guard. When Zhang Wenming heard it, he felt as if all his blood had rushed to his head. His face suddenly flushed red, and he showed a hint of embarrassment, anger, and panic, as if his thoughts had been seen through.
"You, what nonsense are you talking about?!"
Zhou Wei's expression didn't change. He continued to sneer, but his tone became even more aggressive.
"You know what I'm talking about!"
Yes.
Normally, he wouldn't have brought up his conflict with Zhang Wenming in front of so many staff members and subordinates of the Telecommunications Association.
After all, even if there had always been competition and conflict between them, they were still colleagues, and they were both part of the management of the UK branch. The two of them were supposed to set an example for their employees. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the employees to do their jobs with peace of mind if the two superiors fought each other.
But now, he really couldn't take it anymore.
Originally, he and Zhang Wenming were both deputy directors of the United Kingdom branch of the Telecommunications Industry Association. They were of the same rank, and above them was a direct superior of the chief director. But just a while ago, their direct superior received a promotion from the headquarters in China and went back to Beijing, so the position of the chief director became vacant.
Naturally, the only strong competitors were the two of them, who were the deputy directors.
From then on, Zhang Wenming became more and more aggressive. He tried all kinds of ways to find trouble with him. His goal was to fight for a promotion to the chief director position.
But later, there was news from the Chinese headquarters. It seemed that after some discussion and evaluation, the big shots in the headquarters unanimously agreed that his work ability and results were better than Zhang Wenming's. They had basically confirmed that he would take over the chief director position in the UK branch.
This caused his competitor to completely fall out with him.
Previously, it was just some small tricks under the table. But recently, as long as there was the slightest opportunity, no matter the occasion, he would go against him. Almost all the work that he was doing was in the hands of Zhang Wenming. He would definitely try all kinds of ways to delay or even disrupt —
And this could no longer be simply described as "too much."
If you have a personal grudge, you should take revenge in private.
It directly affected work. This was already a problem of professional ethics.
There was no doubt that Zhou Wei had reported this situation to the local headquarters, but Zhang Wenming himself had some background or backing in the country. His report was suppressed by the higher-ups. Even the arrangement of the chief supervisor's position, which should have been completed smoothly, seemed to be delayed by someone.
So all of this added up to a bellyful of anger that Zhou Wei had no place to vent.
Just right.
At this time.
And it just so happened that this Zhang fellow was in the stadium today, when all the staff members of the TV Association were busy adjusting the equipment and confirming the corresponding work matters with the stadium, he continued to wander around without doing anything and randomly giving out orders. As a result, all the work still fell on him alone. Now, he actually caused trouble again and even spread the flames of war to other people who had nothing to do with this matter — —
This was the fuse.
It was also the fuse that completely ignited his anger.
…
It had to be said that as the deputy director of the UK branch, Zhang Wenming had his own ability and capital to be able to reach his current position.
At the very least, when Zhang Wenming caught him off guard and completely exposed his thoughts in front of everyone, Zhang Wenming's expression alternated between shades of green and red before he quickly calmed down. He stared at Zhou Wei with an even more sinister and ghastly gaze.
"Okay."
"It seems that you really think that your position as the director is already in your hands … No wonder you can even do this kind of thing."
"I want to know, on the eve of the finals, what would the people at the headquarters think if they found out that you brought outsiders into the stadium without permission, hmm?"
His words were similarly sharp and sinister. He cleverly avoided the parts that would affect him, and continued to use the concrete situation at hand to force an answer.
And it just so happened that this was in front of the other staff and subordinates of the TV Association. If Zhou Wei didn't answer this question well, not to mention the impact of this matter being reported to the Chinese headquarters, he would also have a hard time explaining himself in front of his subordinates.
Because objectively speaking, bringing outsiders into the stadium without permission could be a big or small matter, but it was still an abuse of power.
Standing to the side, Lin Feng turned to look at An Xin and Ceng Rui.
"Hey, do you need us to speak?"
Ceng Rui shook his head and whispered, "There's no need. At this time, we'll just be causing more trouble for Brother Zhou."
An Xin nodded in agreement. "Ah Zeng is right. Let's just continue watching the show."
At this time, feeling many of his subordinates couldn't help but look at him, Zhou Wei calmed down a little, then looked coldly at Zhang Wenming.
"Yes, I was entrusted by someone to bring these children here."
"So what?"
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