She almost reached out to cover Yvonne Young's mouth.
Zoe Pittman gave Yvonne Young a warning look, then glanced around before continuing, "I know you deliberately made the phone call yesterday so that they could hear it."
Yvonne Young: "..."
That's not stupid.
Those people are really fools who insult others as bookworms.
"What's there to be afraid of? This way, it's fair. Everyone has to complete the tasks based on their own abilities, not their family background."
A few people pretended to leave through the back door, passing Yvonne Young while making veiled remarks in their conversation.
"That's right. In this way, some people who haven't studied and don't have their own relationships would be eliminated, right?"
"Some people trying to squeeze into circles they don't belong to, refusing to admit themselves as hillbillies."
"Hahaha, I bet she can't even calculate how much money can be made from selling fifty thousand pounds of fruit."
