Before Qiao Chu even opened the last small white envelope, many directors had already begun to smile and congratulate Zuo An. "Congratulations, Deputy... No, it should be President Zuo."
"President Zuo, you're young and promising. You have a bright future ahead of you. Congratulations."
"President Zuo, we will follow you loyally from now on!"
Zuo An smiled faintly. His smile was distant and cold. There was still a hint of arrogance between his brows.
Zuo Si had never liked him. When she saw him acting like this, she mocked him without holding back, "Until the last moment, it's not certain who will win or lose. You guys are rushing to curry favor him. If I get promoted later, remember that we, women, hold grudges very well."
Although the group of directors didn't think that Zuo Si could still make a comeback in the end, they were all experienced and very crafty. Thus, they wouldn't offend Zuo Si.
They all smiled embarrassedly and shut up.
