Applause erupted inside the cabin.
Though there were not many people at the gathering, it was lively enough that no one felt things were falling flat.
The other classmates joined in, but they were somewhat reserved. Even those who wanted to get acquainted with her were rather subtle about it.
The ones who had been hovering around Lu Ping were the most enthusiastic, clapping so hard their hands became a blur, their faces flushed with excitement as though they were welcoming a leader.
The beautiful Zhou Yang slightly raised her pale chin.
Even though she was not particularly vain, she could not help feeling a little carried away by the scene.
Just a little—she had been walking on eggshells at the company these past few days. After all, she had quickly sensed the subtle attitude everyone at Qingshan Security had toward the office she worked in.
Realizing that, as a newcomer, she had somehow been dragged into an upper-management power struggle, Zhou Yang had spent several highly stressful days there.
Although, in the few days since Chen Chong returned, more enthusiastic people had suddenly begun appearing around her.
The way they addressed her had gradually changed from Little Zhou and Zhou Yang to Sister Zhou and Assistant Zhou, until some had even started calling her President Zhou.
But those days that felt like years had made Zhou Yang deeply appreciate how difficult it was to survive in a big company.
One day, people would be throwing her dirty looks. The next, they would practically want to kneel before her.
Who knew what tomorrow would bring?
It was truly exhausting.
How could they compare to these young people outside? They were even greener than she was, and every "Sister" they called her sounded so sweet.
Finally feeling respected, Zhou Yang nearly