Liang Bowen hurried over to the door when he heard his wife's words. Seeing Li Xiaoqiang arrive with his hands full of two large bags of gifts, he said with a smile, "Xiao Li, you really shouldn't have brought gifts to my house. It's too polite of you."
Li Xiaoqiang replied with a smile, "Principal, it's just a small token of appreciation, nothing expensive. Please accept it. Besides, I'm not the poor student I used to be anymore. I should contribute my share, especially during the New Year's celebration. It would be really inappropriate to come to the principal's house empty-handed."
"Haha," Liang Bowen laughed upon hearing Li Xiaoqiang's words, and said, "Now Xiao Li is the chairman of Hongxin Group. You've really matured a lot in your actions."
"That's true, all thanks to your excellent guidance, Principal," Li Xiaoqiang said, brown-nosing.
