Sheng Jianan lazily lifted his chin: "Everything as usual, just as it should be."
"Yes, yes."
"No need to pay special attention to her."
"Yes, yes."
Sheng Jianan said so, but if they really treated Tang Yanqi like an ordinary student, they might as well go meet Marx.
Snapping back to reality, the dean quickly made a statement: "Young Madam's grades are outstanding, and she is very capable. This year's top graduate surely belongs to her."
Sheng Jianan raised an eyebrow, a flicker of displeasure in his eyes, and the dean hastily wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Did he say something wrong? No, although he was flattering, what he said was also the truth.
Sheng Jianan's thin lips slightly parted: "Not impressed."
Dean: "..."
Inside crying but full of tears…
Isn't it unimpressive? She's the Young Madam of Shengshi Group, a figure at the pinnacle of the pyramid. What's impressive about being an outstanding graduate?
