Qian Qi paused.
She took a step back, pulled her collar out from Li Hongsheng's hand, and then respectfully supported his right arm with both hands, leading him to the seat in the meeting room like an old eunuch assisting the Old Buddha.
"Your Majesty!" Qian Qi called out passionately like a rapper, "Please sit, don't tire yourself out!"
Li Hongsheng: ???
Principal Zheng looked disgusted: "Changing face upon hearing money, tsk tsk."
Qian Qi retorted sarcastically: "Shut up, you poor thing."
Principal Zheng: ...
Li Hongsheng was also surprised that Qian Qi's expression could change so quickly, undoubtedly due to money. He remembered when he had no money, Qian Qi's attitude wasn't this enthusiastic, and he secretly thought: It's really better to have money.
Qian Qi took the document and started flipping through it.
