From Trash to Treasure: The Sinclair Family's Beloved Genius Chapter 63: I Am From the Education Bureau

"Because Chloe deserves it."

In the classroom, a smile touched a girl’s face, a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

"If Chloe hadn’t highlighted the key points for us, my mom would’ve killed this ti."

The improvent in her grades made her more interested in studying.

It made them feel that studying was actually so easy.

A group of girls in the class, their eyes red, finally felt relieved as they read the comnts online.

anwhile, in the principal’s office, the English teacher was pulled out of class midway through her lesson and summoned by the principal.

She thought it was for sothing good, so she went in cheerfully without a second thought.

But as soon as she entered, she found that besides the principal, there were quite a few other people in the office.

"Principal, what’s..."

The principal’s face was dark as he reprimanded her, "I had no idea our school had produced so much scum!"

The English teacher’s expression froze. She was a little angry inside, but her face still showed a hint of being wronged.

She asked in a small voice, "What’s going on?"

"What’s going on?" the principal snorted. "Listen for yourself."

After speaking, he played the blogger’s video in front of everyone.

Hearing such a familiar voice, the English teacher froze. The next mont, her knees went weak, and she nearly collapsed to the floor.

She shook her head frantically, her eyes filled with panic. "Principal, please let explain. It’s not what you think."

"Tell it to the Education Bureau yourself."

The principal said, not even glancing at her.

Then, one of the n who had been silent on the side stepped forward and said, "I’m sorry, but you’ve been fired."

The English teacher was stunned and couldn’t help but snap, "Who do you think you are? The principal hasn’t even fired , yet you dare to boss people around right in front of him!"

As she spoke, she looked up at the principal.

She saw the principal’s expression change in an instant. By the ti she finished speaking, his face was as black as ink, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

The English teacher suddenly realized sothing was wrong.

She glanced to the side, her eyes eting the man’s, and saw his gaze turn icy in an instant.

He spoke slowly, "I’m from the Education Bureau."

With thousands upon thousands of people online reporting the incident, it was hard for the Education Bureau to ignore.

Especially after a long night of visiting and collecting evidence, the director of the Education Bureau had flown into a rage and sent him here personally to deal with this arrogant teacher.

After he spoke, a flash of satisfaction crossed the man’s eyes as he looked at the English teacher’s ashen face.

"You’d better watch yourself from now on."

With that, he turned and left without looking back.

However, before the English teacher could even speak, a mature-looking man in a suit and leather shoes pulled a folder from his briefcase.

"This is a letter from our lawyer. We’ll see you in court."

"No!" Upon seeing the contents of the letter, the English teacher’s legs finally gave out completely. She plopped onto the ground, her face contorting in pain.

"I don’t want to go to court! Why are you all trying to hound to death for one little mistake? Believe it or not, I’ll kill myself right here in front of you!"

The lawyer, however, was completely unfazed. He turned and said politely, "Principal, you can call the police if necessary."

The principal nodded quickly and prepared to make the call.

Panicked, the English teacher rushed forward to stop the principal.

"Principal, don’t."

The principal looked up, a speechless expression in his eyes. "It’s fine if we don’t call the police. The room has security caras, and I’ve also prepared a recording. If there are no other issues, you can go back. Another teacher will be coming to take over your class."