Fang Che was completely flabbergasted on the spot.
Zhao Shanhe actually wants me to be the principal? How did he come up with such a crazy idea?
"Yes. For the principal position, who else but you?"
"No way! Not doing it! Even if I'm beaten to death, I'm not doing it!" Fang Che firmly refused.
"Now, whether you want to or not, you have to do two things... First is to intimidate and deter; second... even if you don't become the principal, you must at least be a nominal principal. Just come by from time to time to check and accept the work."
Zhao Shanhe said.
"Fang Che, you need to know, once this begins... it will be a permanent, ongoing task, and where will we get so much manpower to do this work? But if this doesn't start well, then what's the point of us doing it?"
"Are we raising these kids just to fatten them up for slaughter? If that's the case, how is it different from raising pigs?"
