Looking at Chen Lei's face, which was as dark as a pot bottom, everyone in the Operation Management Department felt a bit tense, afraid that he might do something extreme here because he lost the game.
"Vice Minister Chu, do you want to step aside for a bit?"
Giving his colleagues a reassuring look, Chu Ge smiled at Chen Lei's gaze, "Minister Chen, anything you need?"
"Just want to have a one-on-one with you. I wonder if Vice Minister Chu would do me the honor?"
Although it was phrased as a question, Chen Lei's manner was far from asking, full of dissatisfaction and anger.
As he spoke, Chen Lei pushed the basketball in his hand forward, and with a "whoosh," it turned into a black shadow, fiercely flying toward Chu Ge's chest.
The two were no more than two meters apart, and Chen Lei used considerable force. To him, even if Chu Ge was cautious, it would be impossible for him to catch the ball safely.
Chen Lei was really annoyed, extremely annoyed! Super annoyed!
