"I'll teach you as well; you're my students too. I won't favor one over the other."
'Did President Zhang hear us talking quietly?'
"Thank you, President Zhang!"
"Thank you, Principal Zhang!"
...
At noon, Zhang Feng and Master Wang had their meal in the principal's office.
This office belonged to Zhang Feng and was being used for the first time in over two years.
However, the staff cleaned it meticulously every day, not missing even the corners.
At this moment.
As Zhang Feng ate his covered rice, he wiped the table with his finger. It was truly clean, with only a tiny bit of dust unnoticeable to the human eye.
"Normally, the cleanliness in this room has reached a dust-free level, even cleaner than some medical rooms."
"Absolutely," Master Wang chuckled. "I come here to teach classes a few times every month.
Seeing the staff cleaning for you three times a day."
"No need anymore," Zhang Feng shook his head. "I don't come often; instead of being busy, let them rest."
