The guests the director ignored finally took charge

Seeing this, the professors said, "Sorry for intruding. May we ask what you think?"

Could we go and collect the antiques now?

Fang Yao began to doubt her own eyes. Otherwise, why did she feel as though the professors were looking at her with such pitiful, pleading gazes?

Fang Yao shook her head, inwardly puzzled, while the professors' initial excitement gave way to dejection. Deep down, they had expected things might not go so smoothly. ε=(´ο｀*))) Sigh...

Fang Yao had no idea why the professors had suddenly become so upset.

Just then, Fang Yao said, "Of course. Which pieces would you like to borrow? And roughly how long would you need them?" Her voice sounded like music from heaven, instantly rescuing the professors from the depths of despair.

The manager: ...-_-|| What a bunch of drama queens.

If Fang Yao hadn't been a woman, the professors probably would have hugged her and spun her around on the spot.

Just when all hope seemed lost, a way forward had appeared!

"We'd like to borrow three to five pieces, for about a month. Would that be all right?" the professors asked eagerly.

"Sure, but I'll have to trouble you to write out a receipt and stamp it with your official seal," Fang Yao replied with a smile.

"Of course! Who has the official seal? Hurry and get it out." It was just a loan receipt! A piece of cake. The professor carrying the seal hurried forward.

Watching the professor casually tuck the official seal inside his jacket without the slightest fear of losing it, Fang Yao couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed for him.

"All right. Director, could you use your printer to print a loan receipt for me? Please bring it to my room." Seeing that the professor had produced only