Xia Weiyi nodded and thought seriously for a moment, "That idea isn't bad. If there's a teacher I don't like, I'll straight up have her clean the toilets."
"Okay!" Ye Che readily agreed, and he actually took out his phone to instruct Huoda to arrange it. He had just said a couple of sentences when the little woman beside him interrupted him.
Xia Weiyi was only jesting at most; who would have thought Ye Che would seriously go along with her whims? She reached out to take Ye Che's phone, hung up, and then glanced at the portly man standing beside her.
His heart was in turmoil, sweat covering his head from nervousness, but he still had to force a smile on his face.
Xia Weiyi pouted, "I don't even want to attend class, but you want me to be the principal. Do you want to work me to death? Rather than that, I'd rather stay at home, sleep, play games, or go shopping."
