Ye Chen had finally seen these people for who they really are: those worldly folk with their false masks, caring only about money and power. They would sell their own dignity for gain. Watching the hypocrisy on their faces, Ye Chen let out an indifferent smile. Along the way, both acquaintances and strangers almost all offered Ye Chen their blessings, but he knew that their smiles were purely because he had temporarily donned the mantle of Vice President.
"Ye Chen!" Suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, a voice came from behind. Ye Chen shuddered, then slowly turned around. All the staff in the hallway turned their heads away from Ye Chen, pretending not to see the two. Ye Chen knew that his calamitous star must have arrived. He grinned and said, "Yo, Vice Director Qian, what is it? Came to see me again?"
The employees covered their mouths and snickered, mocking as if Vice Director Qian was always tailing him.
