For a full half hour, the phones of those principals never stopped ringing.
The more good-natured and cultured senior academic staff members began to reason with them about development.
As for those with worse temperaments, they greeted them with a wave of passionate salutations and a touch of color in their language.
These people, the principals couldn't afford to offend any of them. A principal of a school might seem to have endless glory, but for a school to develop, it relies on the achievements of these senior academic staff members. Those professors who have accomplishments are treated with the utmost reverence on a normal day.
They dare not scold these individuals, nor do they have the power or desire to fire them; they could only silently endure the scolding.
Meanwhile, Zhang Menglong, Han Jinyu, and Principal Chen started drinking milk tea and watching the commotion with amusement.
"How is it, Principal Chen, the milk tea tastes good, doesn't it?"
