"You over there, did you hear what I said? This is an office space, so all of you get out immediately! What are you still standing around for, get out! Do I need to call your department head before you'll leave? Did you hear me? Hurry up and carry this person out!" Zhao Jian's tone became harsh as he thought this, no longer as calm as when he had begun speaking; his words were filled with reproof. He didn't understand what was wrong with these students—how could they not listen to him, a department chief, and only have eyes for Lin Feng, treating everyone else as mere decorations? How could he possibly swallow this affront?