Martin's gaze flickered slightly.
It wasn't that he didn't believe it, but the happiness came so suddenly that he couldn't quite accept it all at once.
Has spring really arrived, just like that?
"My boss? My boss! Uh, my boss…"
Martin was still trying to understand and keep up with Gao Yi's train of thought. But just as he was pondering over who his bosses were, Christopher suddenly interjected, "Not your boss. I mean your superior, the regional director—essentially, the head of the entire Los Angeles District FBI operations!"
Martin swallowed hard and said, "You're talking about the regional director? But there's a huge rank gap between me and the regional director."
Small gaps that could be bridged with effort were simpler to manage. But the larger leaps? They truly posed a challenge.
