Malcolm had clearly twisted the meaning of my words on purpose, but the people around didn’t see it that way.
"Oh, driving a cheap domestic car and still looking down on others? Before coming, I thought the top students like you were something amazing, but it turns out you're nothing special. What's the use of good grades? After graduation, you still end up as just a civil servant."
A civil servant? Well, she was not entirely wrong. All public officials in the country could indeed be classified as civil servants.
"Griffin, I think you're just upset because you feel ignored, and now you're making excuses to leave."
“People are naturally divided into different ranks. So what if your grades are great? In the end, you’re still just a lowly civil servant.”
I just wanted to leave this place quickly, but Malcolm’s comment unexpectedly stirred up collective anger.
“Everyone, I truly apologize for today, but I have an important meeting to attend shortly. Well, today’s meal is on me. Feel free to eat and drink whatever you like.”
"Just have the restaurant send me the invoice later."
As I reached out to grab my coat, a seductive figure blocked my path.