"Oh, I see. Should I go and find out what's going on?" The old principal stood up, preparing to leave the principal's office.
Su Xiaocai squinted her eyes. The old principal's guilty look was very much like her dad's. "How about making a phone call, Principal?"
Outside the principal's office, there were three girls peeking in curiously, making it hard for the principal to shirk responsibility. "Ahem, I forgot, I was planning to take a few steps and call the teachers over."
In his heart, he cursed at the two teachers from the Mecha Department for changing someone's department without even notifying the person involved.
Reluctantly, he made some calls to the teachers who caused this situation today.
In less than ten minutes, the two teachers arrived.
Su Xiaocai remembered them.
They were quite recognizable—one had an exceptionally smooth, shiny forehead that reflected light, and the other had drooping cheek meat, resembling a thug version of the Smiling Buddha.
