1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 12 I have an idea

In the principal's office, Zhai Yuan sat on a round stool, surrounded by several school leaders.

The scene was like a trial in three courts.

"Student Zhai Yuan, we still appreciate your courage in facing the evil forces on campus this time."

Principal Huang smiled broadly, took a sip from the thermos cup on the table, and then changed the subject: "But you are still a student after all, you should pay attention to the way and method of doing things. If you encounter difficulties, you should report them to the school teachers as soon as possible."

There is a hint of blame in these words.

Zhai Yuan felt strange. Didn’t I come here to collect the money today?
I'm going to graduate in two months, what's the point of you telling me these things?

But he still pretended to be respectful on the surface: "I understand, Principal. I will think twice before doing anything in the future."

Principal Huang smiled and nodded, glanced at Xue Wan'en and Tao Jiajun who were silent beside him, and coughed lightly.

"I heard that you were deceived by those tabloid reporters outside the school this time, so when you were blackmailed, you did not inform the teacher, but ran to the entrance of the Education Department to protest?"

He spoke slowly, choosing his words carefully, and even winked at Zhai Yuan while he spoke.

Zhai Yuan understood immediately.

It seems that Principal Huang is not a powerful figure in the school, at most he is just a shopkeeper.

The real owners are several other school directors.

Now that the school is having a negative impact, he wants to distance himself from it in front of the school board and put the blame on himself and those tabloid reporters.

I don’t mind, but there must be some benefit to taking the blame, right?

Zhai Yuan stared at Principal Huang, put one hand on his face, rubbed his nose, and spread out his five fingers.

Principal Huang's smile froze.

This is a fucking junior high school victim?
He remained calm and stretched out three fingers to push down the thick-bottomed glasses on his nose.

make a deal!

"Those bad students threatened me not to tell the teacher about this, otherwise they would continue to beat me."

Zhai Yuan's face was filled with grievance: "Later, when the reporters came to my house, I didn't know in advance that they would take me to the entrance of the Education Department. Even the bloody shirt was prepared in advance and forced on me."

"These tabloid reporters are going too far!"

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Yanquan, a parent and school director, said indignantly: "They are using underage students to attract attention. I will send lawyers' letters to them one by one!"

Teacher and school director Pan Weixiang also spoke up, with regret in his tone.

"Zhai Yuan is still young after all, and we usually don't pay attention to the safety awareness education of students. If you encounter such a situation in the future, you must communicate with the teacher in time!"

Communicate with your uncle!

Don’t you have any idea of the character of the teachers in your school?
Zhai Yuan realized that these three were a gang.

Now the situation is even more obvious. They want to fool the two independent directors, Xue Wanen and Tao Jiajun.

The independent directors are financial backers who only provide money but do not take any responsibility. If the negative public opinion this time causes the other party to withdraw its investment, it will be a heavy loss to Sau Mau Ping Secondary School.

I should have stretched out both hands.

Zhai Yuan felt a little regretful and planned to find an opportunity to raise the price.

"Have the principal and the two school directors finished talking?"

At this moment, Xue Wan'en, who had been listening quietly throughout the whole process, suddenly spoke.

She crossed her legs slightly, her legs showing full curves, and just by changing her sitting posture, she seemed more experienced and confident.

"I came here to solve the problem, not to watch your show. Now is the information age, information spreads very quickly. Do you think that I live in Hong Kong Island and I don't understand the situation in Kowloon?"

With the initial rise of mobile phones and computers, the word "information" is still very trendy these days.

After Xue Wan'en said such disrespectful words, the smiles on the faces of the three people, including Principal Huang, suddenly turned awkward.

"Ms. Xue must have heard some unfavorable rumors about our school from the outside world, but I think there must be smears from our competitors. We should not just listen to one side of the story." Principal Huang said this without confidence. Cheng Yanquan and Pan Weixiang were too embarrassed to say anything and just nodded in agreement.

Zhai Yuan almost laughed out loud. This petty official was talking nonsense and even created a competitor.

Everyone knows what kind of background Sau Mau Ping Secondary School has. Any school in the same area would be considered as scamming them. Let alone others, even a loser like me who pushed my sister into the fire pit can study in the sixth grade of secondary school. Doesn't this speak volumes?

"So Principal Huang means that I am wrong?"

Xue Wan'en narrowed her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes drooped.

Without giving anyone a chance to speak, she continued, "I called the Kowloon Tong Education Office last night, and the assistant director provided me with the contact information of five teachers who had left Sau Mau Ping Secondary School in the past three years. Before I left for school, I had already met all five of them, so I repeat, I am here to solve the problem. Is that clear enough?"

Principal Huang felt himself sweating. He looked to the other two school directors for help, but Cheng Yanquan and Pan Weixiang avoided his gaze out of guilt.

This woman is quite interesting.

Principal Huang and his two companions are over a hundred years old in total, but they were actually frightened by just a few words from a little girl.

Zhai Yuan ate the melon in silence, curious about Xue Wan'en's background.

"Miss Xue, please listen to my explanation."

Principal Huang stood up and said as if he was giving a report: "Due to social reasons, it is very easy for evil forces to breed in the Sau Mau Ping area..."

After he finished his first sentence, Xue Wan'en gently closed her eyes.

Principal Huang gave a lengthy analysis, as if he was writing an editorial, ranging from the economy of Sau Mau Ping to the local underworld.

In a nutshell, this is not my fault, it is the world that is wrong.

Unfortunately, no matter how long he talked, Xue Wan'en seemed to be asleep and did not move.

Cheng Yanquan and Pan Weixiang also lowered their heads and remained silent.

Finally, the pretty boy school director Tao Jiajun looked as if it had nothing to do with him, but he raised his wrist from time to time to glance at the hands of his scarab watch, seeming a little impatient.

Zhai Yuan was also very impatient.

I'm here to get the money, can you please stop wasting my time?

He stood up from his stool and interrupted Principal Huang's speech:

"Principal Huang, Miss Xue has made it very clear. She doesn't want to hear your explanation, but she wants you to come up with a plan to ensure that the mafia's invasion of the campus will not happen again in the future."

There was silence in the principal's office.

Zhai Yuan felt everyone's eyes were on him.

Xue Wan'en also raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

Principal Huang wiped the sweat from his forehead and stammered, "Um, um, about the problem of the underworld, um, it is caused by historical reasons in Hong Kong, so um..."

Zhai Yuan was glad for him that there was no black man in the room.

He even suspected that the other party had bought the position of principal with money. Not only did he have poor psychological endurance, but his professional level was also close to zero.

"Actually, I have an idea."

In order to get the money earlier, Zhai Yuan had to speak up again to help Principal Huang out.

"Children should not talk too much when adults are talking."

Just as he finished speaking, a voice that sounded a bit frivolous sounded leisurely.

Tao Jiajun, who had been staring at the watch face since he entered the room, raised his head and said in a condescending tone, "Principal Huang, you don't have to waste our time anymore. Submit your resignation tomorrow and go home to retire."

After that, he looked at Xue Wan'en who was standing beside him and said in a soft voice, "Wan'en, it's almost time. You must be very tired from being busy since last night. I'll take you back to rest first, and let the people from the Education Bureau handle the rest."

Zhai Yuan frowned.

It was definitely not because of what Tao Jiajun had just said to him, but because the other party's gentle tone gave him goosebumps.

Damn it, global warming is caused by you people!
(End of this chapter)