The applause was thunderous, especially from his younger colleagues, their gazes filled with admiration.
The system also rewarded him with two thousand contribution points.
Yang Qi saved them up, in no hurry for a lottery draw.
The day after the conference, Yang Qi finished his routine work for the morning and walked toward the administration building.
He was going to the Director's office to see Huang Zhongmu.
It was time to bring things to a close.
Preparations for Xianlai had entered the final stretch.
As its director, it was impossible for Yang Qi to continue balancing his work at Donghua long-term.
Moreover, Yang Qi's energy and focus would inevitably shift more and more toward Xianlai.
Continuing to hold his post at Donghua and draw a salary here while working for Xianlai was unjustifiable, both professionally and personally.
Unexpectedly, however…
Yang Qi knocked on the door to the Director's office, walked in, and before he could even speak—
"You're here."
