Fang Muqing quickly swallowed her words, listening to the clamor of voices. She coughed gently and said to Ren Feifan, "It's up to you whether you come to the office or not. After all, the daily decisions are in your hands. You handle it."
Ren Feifan was not daunted by this threat. He simply collapsed onto the table, intending to ignore her completely.
But as soon as he had settled down, his cell phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, it was an unknown number.
Few people knew his number, and he did not think it was a wrong dial.
So, he cast an awkward glance at Fang Muqing and said, "Professor, I'm going out to take a call."
Fang Muqing gave a cold huff. She had no intention of dealing with this student for now. She would wait until he came to the office to have a proper conversation.
Without further ado, she turned around and returned to the podium, continuing to explain an English article from the textbook.
Ren Feifan went outside, frowning as he pressed the answer button.