Chapter 87: The Iron Rice Bowl Turns into a Golden Rice Bowl
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Little Ling Mountain.
Under Wang Ling's guidance, Bai Qi arrived at a conference room. By the time he arrived, the conference room was already filled with about ten people.
These people grouped together in twos and threes, and as Bai Qi made his appearance, all eyes turned towards him.
Some were curious, but most held a sense of resentment.
Among the resentful, Wang Yun and Li Lei were of course present.
"Bai Qi, over here!"
Seeing Bai Qi emerge, Gao Cheng immediately stood and waved towards him, signaling Bai Qi to join them.
"Congratulations, you're also first in the practical assessment."
Gao Cheng gave Bai Qi's shoulder a slight pat, "I tried looking for you all over Little Ling Mountain, I thought you didn't participate."
"Ahem, I kept a low profile this time."
Feeling somewhat guilty, Bai Qi fake-coughed a couple of times and averted Gao Cheng's gaze.
On the way here, Wang Ling had already informed him about the situation in the practical examination.