"Things are as they should be! Who were those three girls anyway? They're not fit to even hold the shoes of our Department Head!"
"Department Head, that was beautifully executed! No wonder you're our Department Head!"
In the end, the crowd congratulated her together, "He Qiya! Happy birthday!"
He Qiya looked at them, tears swimming in her eyes.
"Thank you everyone…"
She felt reborn at this moment. She had never felt so blessed.
In front of her, Yin Shaojie was being pushed by Mu Xiaoxiao. In his hands was a bouquet of fresh flowers. They were so big that they were larger than a person's face.
"Hurry up and do it!" Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and pushed him again.
Helpless, Yin Shaojie could only glare at her before he strode over.
Everyone started to cheer.
"Ay— President! President! President!"