Shen Zhou sighed, "Director Mi, I advise you to retract the order and not make me clean the toilets. At most, you can dock one or two months of my bonus as a gesture. Otherwise, the outcome could be quite grim for you."
"Don't end up running to the restroom begging me to come back to work; that would be embarrassing for you."
Mi Congguo laughed so hard that his saliva sprayed out, "Shen Zhou, you really know how to crack jokes. Me, run to the restroom to beg you? What's your backing? Manager Liao? Do you think just because you saved Manager Liao and cured her gastroenteritis, if I transfer you to another position and you go to her to complain, it will have any effect?"