The applause was all the guests' affirmation of Han Zhan.
Song Ci was clapping the hardest and her palms were all red. Han Zhan stood on the stage and looked over at Song Ci. Seeing Song Ci clapping so hard, he felt pain for her palm.
Below the stage, many big shots who had been suppressed by Zeus Corporation in the business scene all scolded Han Zhan for being a pompous hypocrite.
His words were smooth but his heart was very black.
Even so, they still had to cheer for Han Zhan with smiles all over their faces. After all, countless cameras were aimed at their faces.
Han Zhan was so pretentious that if this speech was released, it would probably appear in textbooks and exam papers.
Han Zhan held the trophy and got off the stage. Once he sat down and waited for the camera to move away, he asked Song Ci softly, "How is it? Does my improvised speech sound full of positive energy?"
He was moved by his righteous self.
