Before the Gala

"This isn't a movie festival red carpet. You're walking too slowly." Once they entered the gala, Lin Qi gave her a small reminder. "People won't write nice things about you in magazines and newspapers just because you walk slowly. They'll only mock you."

Penny lowered her head, looking a little sullen, but she still didn't dare oppose Lin Qi. "I understand. I'll definitely walk faster next time."

As the two entered the gala, the President and President's Wife came over to greet them.

"I'm very glad you could come, Lin Qi..." The President wore a warm, friendly smile as he introduced his wife to Lin Qi. "This is Barbara."

The President's Wife looked a little older than the President. This might have been a trait unique to federal women. When men and women of the same age stood together, the men tended to look younger, while the women appeared more aged.

The slightly slack skin on her face had added a few wrinkles, but she still looked like a kind and gentle elderly woman.

"Hello, Lin Qi. He always mentions you to me." Barbara reached out and shook Lin Qi's hand. Normally, according to social etiquette, she and Lin Qi didn't need to shake hands.

Of course, Feminism Movement activists considered this one of the signs of a patriarchal society's oppression of women's rights: women held a noticeably lower status than men in social situations.

However, Barbara was the organizer of tonight's gala. She couldn't be regarded as the President's "appendage." She was also one of the hosts, so Lin Qi needed to show her identity a certain amount of respect.

"I'm still young, so there will always be things I don't do well enough. I hope the President won't get too many headaches whenever he mentions me!"

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