What's wrong with me, a school principal, listening to students' suggestions?

"pretty close."

Lin Yucai stood under the scaffolding and looked up at the glass curtain wall that had been installed up to the second floor.

Sunlight streamed through the translucent glass, casting a pale blue shadow on the ground.

"Are all our paperwork complete?"

"All of them are in order." Ma Desheng said confidently, "Construction permits, planning approvals, environmental impact assessment reports—I've taken care of everything for the research building and the library, not a single one is missing."

"Then just ignore him, let him report it, and investigate if you want."

"Our procedures are legal and compliant, what can he possibly find out?"

"I understand." Ma Desheng breathed a sigh of relief. "I was just worried you'd be anxious."

"What's the rush? That's all he has left."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yucai continued to wander around the construction site.

Liu Jianguo.

This old man was given a dressing down by Old Liu, so he should have quieted down by now.

This move was probably done by someone else.

"The principal of No. 1 High School? Or have I stumbled upon someone's cake?"

Anonymous whistleblowing and finding fault with approvals are just petty tricks.

They'll never amount to anything, but they're disgusting.

It's true what they say: it's easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings.

However, Lin Yucai didn't take it to heart. He had Old Liu's words to back him up and legal approval documents to back him up, so no one could cause any trouble.

What really worries him is the construction schedule.

Today is August 8th, and there are only a few days left before school starts.

The exterior facade is still missing the entire third floor, the internal piping is less than halfway laid, and the furniture and equipment are still in the provincial capital's warehouse and haven't been shipped yet.

This construction period is really going to be tough.

"Old Xu," Lin Yucai walked up to Xu Jianfeng, "Add another group of people, money is not a problem."

Xu Jianfeng glanced at him and nodded.

That evening, another twenty workers arrived.

……

August 15th.

The construction period is more than halfway complete.

The library's facade has finally been completed.

The three-story-high glass curtain wall reflected a pale blue light in the afternoon sun, and from a distance, it looked like a crystal box that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere on campus.

"Principal Lin, once this job is done, I can brag about it for the rest of my life."

Xu Jianfeng stood on the opposite playground, looking up at his work with undisguised pride on his face.

Lin Yucai also looked up, a smile playing on his lips.

Pretty.

it's beautiful.

It's even more stunning than the renderings on the system blueprints.

Because the renderings are two-dimensional, while the building in front of you is three-dimensional and within reach.

Sunlight streamed through the glass curtain wall into the interior, where workers could be clearly seen laying flooring.

The interior decoration is also being expedited.

The open-plan reading area on the first floor is basically complete...

The light gray marble floor has been laid, and the ergonomic sofa chairs reserved in the central area have arrived and are piled up in the corner waiting to be installed.

The air conditioning ducts meander through the ceiling, and the main unit of the intelligent constant temperature and humidity system has been installed and is being tested by engineers.

The partition wall on the second floor is half-built, and the bookshelves on the third floor have just been assembled.

"Sixteen days left," Lin Yucai counted on his fingers. "Is that enough time?"

"There's enough time." Xu Jianfeng didn't hesitate this time. "The most difficult part, the exterior facade, is done. All that's left is the interior finishing and the equipment getting on site. As long as the materials don't run out, I guarantee we'll deliver on time."

Lin Yucai nodded and turned to walk towards the administration building.

Halfway there, my phone rang.

Su Qingyan.

"Lin Yucai, did you come to school today?"

"I'm here, just got back from the construction site."

"Come to my office. The purchase list for the new book is finalized. Please take a look."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Lin Yucai quickly went upstairs and pushed open the door to Su Qingyan's office.

Su Qingyan sat behind her desk, a thick stack of A4 papers spread out in front of her.

She looked up at him, her eyebrows slightly raised.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yucai touched his face.

"Principal Lin, you've gotten too dark."

"what?"

"It's gotten two shades darker." Su Qingyan's tone carried a hint of schadenfreude. "It used to be quite fair, but now it's the same color as the bricklayers on the construction site."

Lin Yucai walked to the window and looked at himself in the reflection of the glass.

It's definitely darkened.

There is a clear dividing line on the neck; the area above the T-shirt collar is dark brown, while the area below is normal skin tone.

"What is this sacrifice compared to the construction of No. 13 Middle School?"

Lin Yucai sat down without a care in the world.

"Come on, you're just too lazy to put on sunscreen." Su Qingyan pushed the shopping list over. "Take a look at this."

Lin Yucai turned to the first page.

The list is clearly categorized.

High school supplementary materials: 500 sets, covering all subjects including Chinese, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, biology, politics, history, and geography. The versions selected are from some of the best-reputed series on the market.

Classic Literature: 300 books, half of which are Chinese and half are foreign classics.

Popular science books: 200 books, covering a wide range from astronomy and geography to artificial intelligence and genetic engineering.

Mental health category: 80 books, including guidance on adolescent emotional management and interpersonal relationships.

Career planning category: 50 books, covering introductions to major majors and industries.

The last category was added by Su Qingyan herself: "Recommended Reading List for Students".

Three hundred books were reserved, with a note stating that students would vote on which books to purchase after the start of the semester.

"This student's recommended reading list is good."

Lin Yucai pointed to the last column.

"Yes." Su Qingyan leaned back in her chair. "The library is for students, so they need to feel involved."

"Vice Principal Su, you're getting better and better at understanding my methods."

"Stop trying to glorify yourself; that's common sense in education."

Lin Yucai closed the list. "No problem, go with this. When will it arrive?"

"I've contacted three suppliers, and the first batch should arrive by next Monday at the earliest." Su Qingyan opened her notebook. "It will be delivered in three batches, all by the end of August."

"Perfect." Lin Yucai stood up. "What about the bookshelf?"

"The custom-made bookshelves on the third floor have already been made in the factory. They will be shipped on August 20th and arrive on the 22nd."

"You even arranged this?"

"You're busy at the construction site, I'm busy with logistics."

Su Qingyan pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"We need to divide the work and cooperate, otherwise you alone will work yourself to death and still not finish."

Lin Yucai looked at her and suddenly smiled, "Vice Principal Su, I suddenly feel that you are the true core of No. 13 Middle School."

"You only just realized that? Too late." Su Qingyan stood up and tidied the documents on the table. "Alright, I'll go contact the logistics company to confirm the shipping time."

"You should go back and apply some aloe vera gel right away. If your nose gets sunburned for another two days, it'll start peeling a second layer of skin."

Lin Yucai touched the tip of his nose; it did indeed sting a little.

"understood."

As I left Su Qingyan's office, I glanced back at the library in the distance from the window in the corridor.

The glass curtain wall turned golden in the sunset.

What a sense of accomplishment!

Buzz!