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It was another year of the school anniversary.
The cold white lights in the conference room illuminated everyone's faces, making every detail particularly clear.
I sat by the window, flipping to the last page of the anniversary preparation plan in my hands, mentally preparing myself for what was to come.
This was my first time participating in the anniversary preparation meeting as the Vice Secretary-General of the Student Council, but I didn't expect to encounter Wang Yi again in such a setting.
He sat at the other end of the conference table, surrounded by several key members of the Student Council.
His expression was as confident as ever, exuding a calmness that was infuriating.
"Meng Yan, long time no see," he suddenly spoke, his tone laced with an intentional gentleness. "You did well in the Entrepreneurship Competition; I even watched the live stream."
I looked up and met his gaze.
In those eyes, I saw both probing and a hint of insincere concern.
"Thank you," I replied coolly, my tone steady without a ripple of emotion.
He seemed to want to say more, but the senior who was hosting the meeting had already tapped on the table. "Alright, everyone, let's get started."
Once the meeting officially began, Wang Yi was the first to speak; he was responsible for the overall planning of the anniversary gala.
His proposal was projected onto the screen, looking exquisite, but the more I listened, the more I felt there were numerous issues.
"… Therefore, we plan to invite a well-known local band to perform as guests. This will not only elevate the quality of the event but also attract more alumni back to campus," Wang Yi stood up, his voice brimming with confidence. "In terms of funding, we can negotiate for a larger budget from our sponsors."
As soon as he finished speaking, scattered applause erupted in the room, but my brow furrowed even deeper.
Once he concluded his remarks, I raised my hand. "I have some questions."
Wang Yi paused for a moment, slightly taken aback, but quickly regained his smile. "Please go ahead."
"First of all, you mentioned inviting a well-known band, but there are no detailed explanations regarding the budget for this part. If the sponsors cannot provide sufficient support, who will bear this cost?"
My voice was not loud, but it was clear enough that each word pierced through the gaps in his plan like needles.
"Secondly, you stated that the band's performance could attract more alumni back to campus. However, based on previous data analysis, such events have limited impact on alumni participation. Have you considered other more interactive formats?"
The entire conference room fell silent as everyone turned to look at Wang Yi; some even whispered among themselves.
His smile faltered for a moment but quickly returned to composure. "Meng Yan, you make a valid point. However, we have already considered these issues; it's just that time is limited and we haven't had a chance to supplement the details…"
Before he could finish his sentence, I interjected again. "If that's the case, please complete the details before submitting it. After all, this is a matter of great importance regarding the success of the entire anniversary celebration and cannot be taken lightly."
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Wang Yi's smile completely vanished from his face as he tried to defend himself. "Actually, these issues aren't that difficult to resolve; we just need—"
"Then please solve them now," I gently interrupted, pushing the documents to the center of the table. "There are also some data errors here, such as the discrepancies between the totals in the third and fifth items of the budget sheet. If needed, I can help verify them."
My tone remained calm, but each word cut like a blade.
Wang Yi's expression darkened as he opened his mouth, only to find himself at a loss for words.
At that moment, a member of the Student Council, who had been silent until now, spoke up. "Senior, these issues are indeed quite serious... Shouldn't we consider adjusting the plan?"
Another girl chimed in, "Yeah, otherwise we might not meet the timeline for the school anniversary."
In just a few minutes, those who had originally supported Wang Yi began to turn their doubts toward him, leaving him standing there like someone stripped of all pretense, with nowhere to hide.
I didn’t spare him another glance; instead, I stood up and succinctly presented my improvement suggestions.
When I finished speaking, those who had previously been indifferent toward me now looked at me with newfound recognition and respect.
After the meeting adjourned, I gathered my documents and prepared to leave, but I noticed that Wang Yi was still sitting there, motionless.
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