It's a pity, my granddaughter is too old now, it's too late to nurture her.
Had it been ten years earlier, she could have followed in his footsteps...
As Shen Yuansong was pondering, the Vice President couldn't help but murmur again, "It would have been great if Dr. Z were one of our own."
Shen Bijun: "..."
She turned her head and suddenly said, "And how do you know she isn't one of us?"
The Vice President was momentarily stunned, looking at her in confusion.
Then his brow furrowed, showing a look of disgust.
He completely ignored her remark, making it obvious that he had a deep issue with her.
Shen Bijun didn't mind.
Shen Yuansong was about to scold him when the host took the stage, calling for Chairman Shen to announce the start of the award ceremony.
Shen Yuansong was old and needed to say just one sentence, so he didn't go on stage. Sitting in his seat, he took the microphone from a staff member and said, "The award ceremony begins now!"
