"Dean Song, if you don't want to show us, nobody's forcing you, but who do you think you're fooling with a graduate's video?" The principal from Fengye Star System recognized the simulation scenario instantly and mercilessly ridiculed.
"Myopic? I'll help you get a new pair of eyeballs," Song Zheng slammed the table and cursed. "Has Fengye Star System run out of people? How can such trash become a principal?"
Laughter erupted in the meeting room. Some shook their heads with cold expressions, but most were fixated on the screen, their faces stern.
"Stop talking."
Someone quietly tugged at the principal from Fengye Star System, suggesting, "This is a freshman, and Elbert wouldn't stoop to showing a graduate's video to fool us, besides, this is a live broadcast."
The color drained from the Fengye Star System principal's face at his words, and instinctively he sought to have Theresa speak on his behalf but saw that her face looked even worse than his.
