After Grumpy Fu was done roasting Mia, she turned her attention to Yuan He and her group. Then, she sighed. "Are you happy that I am fighting so hard for the glory of our country?"
'Can't you f*cking see if I'm happy or not?'
While facing the group of reporters, Yuan He gritted her teeth and replied, "Yeah, I'm very happy."
"Is that so? Then…" Fu Zhi thought about Yuan He's previous attitude, and an idea popped up in her head. Therefore, she grinned at her and asked, "If you're happy, then why don't you praise me?"
Yuan He's eyes bulged wide in surprise, and she thought she was hallucinating when she heard what Fu Zhi had said. She had never felt so disgusted before, but there was nothing she could do other than continue this game of fake cordiality with Fu Zhi. "Oh, you're truly a little genius!"
Then, Fu Zhi expressionlessly shifted her eyes to the soon-to-be-unemployed higher-ups of the branch.
