If you don't perform well, you'll just get scolded like a skinny dog.
Director Yang was so angry he didn't even go home. Back then, he'd cried, unable to bear it; now, he could only smile and let it go.
"Director, Director!"
An instructor burst into the office, his face alight with excitement and joy.
"What, did you eat magpie dung this morning?" Director Yang said coldly. "Not even knocking? So rude."
"Ah, sorry, Director." The instructor realized his mistake, but then, thinking of the documents in his hand, he said excitedly, "Director Yang, quick, look at this!"
These young people are so inexperienced, making a big deal out of nothing. Director Yang was speechless and couldn't be bothered to argue. He figured he'd just brush it off and find an excuse to slack off later.
"This is... Hmm? Chu Yi's file? That 'anomaly' who hadn't contracted a Pet Beast in two years?" Director Yang was stunned and carefully looked through it.
