Director Gao's voice was not loud, but to Zeng Yu, it sounded like a thunderclap.
In her impression, Yue Qingqing was just a small-town girl who came to Beijing from a small place.
Although her grades were good, being the top student of Linguang Province.
But what is Minghua University?
Together with the neighboring top-tier university, it almost monopolizes all the provincial top students of China.
Being the top student may be commendable elsewhere, but it doesn't represent much glory here.
However, how could such a girl cause the department head to inquire about her personally?
Zeng Yu's lips trembled as she couldn't speak, her stomach, already aching from hunger, clenching even tighter.
Director Gao anxiously asked again, "Speak up, is the person not here yet?"
Everyone in the School of Finance's student council looked at Zeng Yu.
"Since this morning, it was Zeng Yu who was responsible for student registration. She should know."
"I...I..."
