The driver heard a loud "thump!" from behind and quickly turned around to look back.
"What's wrong with the Executive Director?"
"Nothing, take me back to the dorm," Long Yinghua's tone was very bad.
The driver was surprised, "Huh?! The meeting starts in 20 minutes, if we go back to the dorm now, the conference will..."
"I told you to go back to the dorm, why so much useless talk?!"
The driver had been following Long Yinghua for a long time and spoke with her less formally than he would with outsiders.
He quickly changed direction and headed toward the dormitory.
Long Yinghua took off her military uniform on the spot, the white fabric now marked with a footprint, visible to anyone who wasn't blind.
This meant that many people had seen the footprint on her waist after her contest with Lu Xiaoyou—the time from that moment until she got in the car.
Rage smoldered in Long Yinghua's eyes.