Li Zhou saw the red banner hanging at the school gate through the car window, along with the crowd of students and teachers. Though he showed nothing on his face, his heart was already blooming with delight.
Perhaps this was the vanity most people possessed.
Just like the saying they often heard in school: "Today, you are proud of your school. Tomorrow, your school will be proud of you!"
With the system's help, he had single-handedly founded the Future Technology of today. His alma mater could be considered proud of him, one of its graduates.
Li Zhou still vaguely remembered that during evening self-study sessions, Zhang Yaling often talked about a senior student from their school.
After hearing other counselors boast about their students in the office so often, Zhang Yaling had probably also hoped that her own students would achieve something, so she could proudly brag about them in front of other teachers and students.
Before Xia Shiyi could get out and open the door for Li Zhou, Zhou Song had barely brought the car to a stop when Li Zhou smiled, opened the door, and stepped out.
Seeing the cheerful school leaders and the old principal holding out his hand, Li Zhou hurried forward and shook it.
Xu Qiang held Li Zhou's hand, patted it, and kept nodding with a smile. "Good! Very good! Young and accomplished! In just one short year, you've brought the company this far. That's truly remarkable!"
Li Zhou, whose heart was already bursting with joy, modestly said, "Not at all, not at all. It's all thanks to the school's excellent education!"
When Zhang Yaling, standing in the back, saw Li Zhou glance at her, she shot him a vicious glare.
After a round of mutual praise, Li Zhou followed the old principal slowly