The bald man called Director Zhao adjusted his old-fashioned glasses on the bridge of his nose, glanced at the test paper, and clicked his mouse a few times. "Student, your score..."
"Humph!" Song Bao pointed to his own name and deliberately coughed twice.
"Oh, it's Student Song. I'm getting old, my vision is blurry. Please wait a moment, I'll check your score right away," Director Zhao took another look at the test paper, was surprised, and his attitude changed 180 degrees.
Just as the director was busy trying to change Song Bao's score, a stack of documents was suddenly slammed onto Song Bao's test paper with a "smack."
Song Bao and Director Zhao were both startled and looked up to see who dared to do such a thing.
Yun Dong ignored their expressions and said indifferently, "Checking in."
"Are you blind? Didn't you see I was busy with something important?" Song Bao exploded with anger when he saw Yun Dong acting as if he were above everyone.
