The director looked at Ye Luo with utter reverence and politeness as he spoke.
"There's no need. Since the director has already done so much, I won't bother about it. You may leave now. Don't disturb my treatment anymore."
Ye Luo looked at the director. His tone wasn't very courteous, but the other party showed no sign of annoyance, nodded, and quickly walked out.
"Vice Chief Ye, you're really something. That director looked at you like a grandson looks at his grandfather. You're too awesome," Hei Zi said with a look of admiration.
"Such people are only fair-weather friends, opportunistic sycophants."
Ye Luo sneered.
The reason why the director treated Ye Luo in this way was naturally because yesterday, after his nephew was taken away by Yang Bingning, he had called the Chief of Zhonghai City Police, Hong Zhentao.
As old friends, once Hong Zhentao learned of Ye Luo's identity from Yang Bingning, he continuously instructed the director never to offend Ye Luo.