"As long as I meet the educational requirement, I can be the general manager?"
Emily Parker held a pen, lightly tapping the conference table.
She lowered her gaze, facing Evan Palmer's deliberate difficulties, her tone as relaxed as discussing the weather.
"Having qualifications doesn't necessarily mean you can be the general manager, but at least it can convince the others."
Evan Palmer leaned back into the leather chair, his sharp eyes fixed on Emily Parker,
"If you can get a postgraduate degree, then you are qualified for management."
The board members quietly echoed, getting a master's degree from an associate degree could take several years.
Emily Parker suddenly chuckled, the corners of her lips curling into a beautiful arc.
She bent down and took out a folder from the eco-bag she had brought, gracefully tossing it in front of Evan Palmer.
The manila envelope hit the table with a "slap," bringing instant silence to the conference room.
