"Brother Lin, Wang Dajun was badmouthing you in front of the president just now." At that moment, Fan Jian came down from upstairs and quietly revealed someone's misdeeds to Lin Hai.
"What did he say about me?"
"Just now, when I and he went to the president's office for a meeting, Wang Dajun implied in a vague manner that you were behaving improperly in the company, getting too close with the female colleagues." Now Fan Jian was also the deputy head of security, so he had the credentials to go to the president's office.
"Shit, is this asshole sick?" Lin Hai was quite speechless.
He couldn't even be bothered with this kind of person, who, on the contrary, kept playing petty office politics thinking he's being clever.
"That asshole seems to have the shits lately, serves him right." Fan Jian muttered a curse while drawing circles in the air.
"Hm, what's been happening with the organization lately?"