Li Dahai, holding the documents, asked Meng Zhuo.
Meng Zhuo broke out in a cold sweat from shock.
"I, I am busy with other matters related to the medical industry every day, and recently there have been several medicines that needed price negotiations."
Meng Zhuo raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"So, I haven't touched these specific affairs for a very long time."
Meng Zhuo lifted his eyelids and stealthily glanced at Li Dahai.
Li Dahai snorted coldly, "Hmm, so you're saying these aren't within Meng Jun's responsibilities?"
Meng Zhuo felt so frightened by the question that he almost wet himself again.
"No, no, it's me, it's me..."
The villagers watching on saw the medical sector's big leader looking like this.
They couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.
"How did this fat-faced guy become a leader?"
"Exactly, no wonder everything is dragging on and on."
"A perfectly good clinic was nearly ruined in the hands of such a person."