Walking into the conference room, seeing Qiao Yu already sitting at the podium losing his temper, no one dared to speak up to inquire.
This naturally included Zheng Zefeng.
He initially intended to go up and greet Qiao Yu. But seeing the young man's displeased expression, and given that the doors downstairs had been closed, causing everyone to gather up, he decided not to greet him.
Qiao Yu seemed to be in a bad mood. Greeting him now might trigger his temper, which was completely unnecessary.
Didn't see how everyone else just lowered their voices and walked cautiously to avoid being noticed by loud footsteps; it's better not to draw attention now.
Qiao Yu hadn't realized that when he loses his temper now, there's already a bit of authority in it. Even these professors subconsciously started to ignore his age and focus on his dignity.
Fortunately, after seeing the professors quietly enter the conference room, Qiao Yu quickly composed himself and set aside those messy thoughts.
