The old principal spoke first. "Boss Feng, let me ask you something." He had actually started calling Feng Jun "Boss Feng" too.
"Did you already agree to that Senior Tao's request to give Qian Province a production line?"
"Good heavens," Feng Jun said, putting on a horrified expression. "You people... you actually dared to eavesdrop on him?"
"Cut it out." The old principal's face stiffened as he put on a solemn expression. "You were talking so loudly, and now you want to pin something on us?"
Feng Jun laughed. "Fine, then I'll ask Senior Tao whether he thought he was speaking too loudly."
"Jokes should be kept in moderation." The old principal waved a hand, then asked with a smile, "Feng Jun, Feng Jun, Jiangxia may not be on Qian Province's level, but this is still your alma mater. You can't favor one over the other too much."
"No." Feng Jun shook his head and answered frankly, "After agreeing to Senior Tao's request, I gave it some thought. If you asked, I'd reserve a production line for Jiangxia. If you didn't ask, I couldn't exactly force one on you... How was I supposed to know whether you wanted it?"
"Is there any chance we wouldn't want it?" The current principal shook his head with a wry smile. He did not dare speak to Feng Jun as casually as the old principal did, but playing along was no problem. "You were the one who absolutely refused to discuss it at first, while we never gave up trying."
"This really isn't a matter of trying hard enough." Feng Jun shook his head. "It also involves one's ability to get things done. Frankly speaking, Senior Tao's skill with words is extremely high."
"Is that so?" Both principals perked up. They had originally assumed