In the principal's office, the secretary poured tea for Lin Tian and He Qianqian. Wu Guangxi sat eagerly to the side, saying, "Come, come, come... This is top-quality Tieguanyin tea, I usually can't bear to drink it myself."
Lin Tian pulled He Qianqian to sit on the other side. He wasn't buying Wu Guangxi's enthusiasm and said with a still frosty face, "Principal Wu, you said we're here to discuss a solution, not to make small talk. Besides, we aren't that close."
"..." Wu Guangxi.
"Hehe..." Meeting a cold shoulder with a warm face, Wu Guangxi gave an awkward laugh and took a small sip of tea by himself.
As for Fan Jian, he was standing. The principal didn't offer him a seat and he didn't dare to sit. Although he was a vice-principal, the principal's rank was higher than his and it was intimidating.
Fan Jian looked at Lin Tian with eyes filled with resentment. This bastard had made him lose face today, hitting him in front of so many students.