The personnel had not yet gathered, but Zhou Chaosiang had already announced the start of the discussion on the Heavenly Sword Sect's anniversary project.
Before she could speak, a sweating foreman hurriedly ran in from outside, continuously apologizing to Zhou Chaosiang: "I'm sorry, President Zhou, I am late."
Zhou Chaosiang stared at her coldly and suddenly said: "Foreman Li, what are you riding?"
Foreman Li was slightly stunned and grinned apologetically: "I'm riding a green-skinned donkey."
Zhou Chaosiang glanced around and sneered: "We all ride fine horses, good horses. You ride a donkey. No wonder you're late. Riding a donkey means you are simply not qualified to attend this meeting."
Foreman Li was sweating profusely: "It's... we're all sisters..."
Zhou Chaosiang stared at her coldly: "If you dare to be late, you are looking down on us. Why should we treat you as a sister? Go back and wait for the results."