Schools have rules. As a teacher, he's constantly disappearing. How long has he even been here? And his old habits are already acting up again.
Come to think of it, An Dongyang has spent less time teaching than even Gu Jiaojiao.
The more the principal thought about it, the angrier he became.
He picked up the phone and called his supervisor.
He rattled off everything that had been happening at the school. After all, the supervisor had been the one to recommend An Dongyang. Now that the man was playing the disappearing act, the supervisor should be held responsible.
The person on the other end of the line was silent for a moment before speaking, his voice laced with resignation.
"I'm aware of the situation. I've approved the glass you requested for the school. I'll have someone deliver it to you tomorrow."
