This Dog's Temper

As soon as he entered, Lin Yi realized that many people present were looking at him.

Appraisal?

Admiration?

Anticipation?

Contempt?

All kinds of gazes gathered on Lin Yi.

This feeling was like a star appearing on stage. The invisible gazes were like invisible pressure, weighing down on Lin Yi like a mountain.

Lin Yi smiled faintly with a hint of sarcasm.

He seemed to be saying, "Don't take advantage of your seniority and be honest."

The two of them returned to the seats reserved for Qiu Yuluo and waited for the meeting to officially begin.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Liu Hong and Cao Jiadu walked in alongside five people.

"The one walking at the front of the podium is the top leader of the Central Guards Brigade, Old Master Lu." Ning Che introduced.

"I've already guessed as much." Lin Yi said.

"I can tell from the way he walks that he is somebody important."