Two girls with straight black hair were happily discussing the influential figure on the shady path of the Columbia campus.
"People say that he is the top student of the Finance Department. I heard that he’s on a full scholarship..."
"He is handsome, hard-working and capable at making money. He gave part-time jobs to plenty of seniors..."
The loudspeakers beside Zhang were broadcasting Qin Guan’s achievements. Suddenly, Zhang shouted at his assistant, who was carrying a pile of posters and leaflets.
"What are you doing here? Be smart! Be positive! Distribute the material!"
The girl, who was wearing black-framed glasses, got scared. She pursed her lips, as if she was about to cry.
"Okay, okay. Stop! Go to the meeting room and check our budget. I have to invest more!"
"But we do not have much money left..." she said hesitantly.
