Although the words were spoken, Pei Shu'er's attitude remained neither servile nor overbearing, showing no trace of groveling.
The right hand of the Drunken Immortal Tower's owner lowered, and then he raised his left hand.
"I vote for Pei's."
At that moment, everyone's gaze involuntarily turned toward Sister Xian from the Drunken Immortal Tower.
"I'm sorry everyone, but I really think this matcha cake tastes better. I can't deceive myself."
If there wasn't much difference, it wouldn't matter who got the vote.
But this matcha cake is clearly much tastier than the green tea pastry, she couldn't betray her conscience.
Though she verbally expressed apologies, she didn't actually feel sorry in her heart; instead, she felt her conscience rested easier.
Manager Zhang tried to change his vote but was held down by the vice president, who whispered, "It's already been decided; if you change your vote, our Commerce Association will lose credibility."
