Who? Who is it!
Upon hearing Dean Zhang's words, Cheng Zhu's mind instantly filled with this thought, and he was quite puzzled by it.
Awesome, there's a secret billionaire in the school who sees money as dirt, huh?
Such a generous prize and no one bothered to claim it?
Could it be a little sister secretly in love with me, secretly pained for me from the shadows?
Sitting by, Director Li was the first to express confusion, "Someone passed and didn't come to collect the prize?"
"Little Cheng, how much is the third prize again?" He was a bit forgetful.
"It's six thousand six hundred and sixty-six yuan," Cheng Zhu answered.
"There's so much for a third prize!" Director Li was slightly surprised, "Are there really students who wouldn't come to claim it, Dean Zhang?"
The smile on Dean Zhang's face grew thicker, and after chuckling for a while, he even started blaming the other, "Director Li, you're thinking all wrong here, who said only students can clear the rounds?"
