Shen Que, who was pouring tea, put down the teapot, sat down calmly, and watched the show.
"Lao Guo, Jiang Cheng is a student at our night school."
The implication was: Don't get involved in this, alright?
Manager Guo remained unmoved and picked up his teacup.
"You're right, our Xinhua Bookstore just pays Jiang Cheng some royalties."
Principal Wang's expression turned awkward.
He suspected that Lao Guo was hinting that he was poor.
Even though it was true.
Manager Guo put down his teacup, looked at Principal Wang, and said, "Principal Wang, Jiang Cheng completed the translation of seven books last month, in three different languages."
"At the upcoming provincial Xinhua Bookstore's commendation conference for advanced groups, I can't secretly take Jiang Cheng's credit and sneak up there, can I?"
Principal Wang snorted.
"The commendation conference is important, but isn't our night school important too?"
