After lunch ended, everyone quickly got up from the sofas and began cleaning. Some might ask: could they really expect people like Pamela and Lex to work for the professors like ordinary college drudges?
Even if they wanted to, did they have the ability? Lex had an entire professional cleaning crew maintaining his manor in Gotham. Asking this Young Master to clean personally was asking rather a lot.
But Lex truly deserved his title as the smartest man in the world. His method for cleaning these offices was to lean out the window and shout, "Superman!!!!!"
Superman really did come. He stood in the room and blew out a breath, sending all the dust away. But they clearly had plenty of things to move and furniture to arrange. There was only one Superman, and he could not handle that much work.
Fortunately, there was nothing particularly heavy to move, only the professors' personal belongings. So everyone sorted through their own things, while Superman and Lex remained in Schiller's office, since they were the two most familiar with him.
Schiller was categorizing the books he had brought from his old office and placing them on the shelves. He had only set down the second book when he heard Clark sighing with Lex.
"...A lot of agricultural products can't be sold. Secondary processors charge too much, and once transportation costs are added, it becomes a losing business. But if this season's harvest can't be turned into cash, we won't have money to buy seeds or upgrade our farm equipment. Sigh..."
"So why have the secondary processors raised their prices?" Lex asked, though he already knew.
"Obviously because all kinds of agricultural products are selling poorly. A lot of people can't sell what they process, so secondary processing is just wasting money. Many