This group of people were all talking at once. Each one was more excited than the last, not giving him a chance to get a word in edgewise.
‘If these people had not discovered Ms. Bonita’s identity, I would’ve been free to lavish her with praise, accept assignments that others would be afraid to take on, and excel in her presence. ‘But now they have even stolen away my opportunity to perform!’
Professor Reece was filled with an unexplainable rush of anger that made him want to seal their mouths.
Bonnie was overwhelmed, seeing everyone becoming more intense in their discussions that couldn’t be stopped.
She lifted her head and examined each person individually with her eyes.
“Alright, everyone, quiet down.”
Her tone was neither light nor heavy, and she did not sound particularly strict either.
The meeting room was bustling with noise just a moment ago, and now it instantly fell silent. All the high-ranking officials and professors sat quietly in their seats, each looking like a child eager to perform well in front of the teacher.
Professor Reece sighed inwardly.
Even the former president couldn’t make all these high-ranking officials and professors immediately shut up.
It could only be said that Ms. Bonita’s prestigious identity is incomparable to anyone else’s.
Seeing that everyone had quieted down, Bonnie continued, “I am the president of this university, so you can just call me Ms. Bonnie at school. Don’t call me Ms. Bonita.”
“Okay, we’ll remember that.”
Ms. Bonita’s low-key style was known to everyone in Arvandor. Hence, these high-ranking officials and professors understood it too.
Bonnie asked, “Does anyone have anything else to say? If not, let’s end today’s meeting here.”
Halfway through the meeting, a high-ranking official said, “Ms. Bonnie, I need to discuss something with you.”
Bonnie looked at him and asked, “What is it?”
“It’s almost the end of the semester, and there are still more than 10 days until winter vacation. According to the usual practice, there should be a school meeting at the end of the semester, and the president must personally appear to summarize the end of the semester.”
Bonnie frowned involuntarily. “Must appear in person?”
The high-ranking official nodded, “Of course, this is a tradition of our university. As the highest leader of our school, you have to say a few words at the end of the year to set an example for the students and let them see the responsibility of our school leaders.”
He looked around at the other high-ranking officials and professors as he spoke.
“Do you all agree with what I said? Should we let the president speak?”
Everyone echoed in agreement.
“The president’s speech at the end of the semester is the longest-standing tradition of our school, so no matter what, we must uphold this tradition.”
“Yes, and the president’s speech has a certain inspirational effect on the students.”
“Ms. Bonnie, just go up and say a few words. Everyone is looking forward to your speech.”
Bonnie instantly thought of the impression she left on the students as a student and her identity as the president…
‘This matter is becoming more and more of a headache the more I think about it. Am I going to publicly reveal my identity as the president in front of the students?’
