When Ye Qiu revealed the fact that he owned shares of the school, the scene quieted for an instant. The pudgy Principal Fang was first to show an expression of disbelief, scornfully saying: "Mr. Ye, do I not already know what you’re about? What capability do you have to acquire twenty percent of the school’s shares? You didn’t even prepare a draft before telling such a lie."
With Principal Fang taking a stand, the other parents quickly fird up their positions. Right, such a big matter as a change of shareholders, wouldn’t it be reasonable for the school’s principal to be inford? So this Mr. Ye is not only shirking responsibility but also lying?
How can we entrust our children to such a teacher? He must be dismissed!
"It’s also my fault for not convening a shareholders’ eting earlier for convenience, but the notification of the share transfer has already been sent out. Principal Fang, you didn’t even notice this much; are you really fit to be the principal?" Ye Qiu asked with a smile, yet there was an undertone of chill in his eyes.
Seeing his earnest expression, Principal Fang beca more panicked inside. He hadn’t paid much attention to the shareholders’ affairs, but that was because the largest shareholders were always from the three big families: Xuanyuan, Sima, and Ouyang. Would they possibly transfer their shares?
"With Principal Fang being so negligent, as the current second-largest shareholder, it’s my responsibility to replace him with a new principal for the students."
"You’re talking nonsense, I don’t believe it, it’s impossible," said Principal Fang, his thoughts in disarray amidst his panic.
"Whether you believe it or not, you will naturally know when I convene the shareholders’ eting," Ye Qiu said indifferently, looking at him. It’s precisely because of such negligent and opportunistic leaders that school bullying exists. If only Liu Tong had soone to help him in his previous life, perhaps the outco would have been different.
Seeing Principal Fang and Ye Qiu at a standoff, the parents beca unhappy. They hadn’t co here to watch the school’s principal and a teacher argue; they wanted an explanation for their children.
"I don’t care who the principal is, who the shareholders are, the point is my child was injured at the school, and you must give an explanation!"
"Right, exactly, or else we will call the police," the parents clamored.
But there was a portion of parents who were hesitant. They had seen the surveillance, and if they could not prove that the eagle was raised by Ye Qiu, and if he really had beco a shareholder of the school, then they truly didn’t have any way to deal with him.
Should they threaten to withdraw their children from school over this grudge? They had sent their children to this school for its resources and connections, and what if the school truly didn’t care about just two students’ tuition, wouldn’t they have lost out?
And just where did Mr. Ye get these twenty percent shares from? Whether he bought it with money or made so deal with other shareholders, it proved Mr. Ye was not simple. Did they really want to offend him over such minor injuries to their children? Not to ntion that the whole incident started with their own children—if their children hadn’t stirred up trouble, none of this would have happened, so how could they consider themselves to have gained any advantage?
Thinking over this, so parents beca doubtful and even started to view their own children with a bit of iron-heartedness. Spending so much money to send them to this school, instead of building good relations with the heirs of the big families or taking advantage of the school’s resources, why pick on a teacher and a civilian student?
"Parents who wish to call the police, please feel free. Our school will definitely cooperate with the investigation. Although the incident didn’t originate with us, since these children were injured at our school, we’re willing to offer humanitarian compensation for so dical expenses. If everyone agrees to settle, I will arrange soone to discuss with the parents; if you disagree, please do as you like. I still have classes to teach, so I’ll excuse myself," Ye Qiu said with a smile, nodding at everyone without arrogance or obsequiousness, even outmatching them in montum, which was entirely against what the parents originally intended.
By now, those with so brains had already weighed the pros and cons, taking their children ho. Only the two who had caused the most trouble at the start were left unable to step down. They ca here so aggressively, just to end up with this result?
The ones with even uglier expressions were the injured students. They had lost face yesterday, were they to lose their standing today? Wasn’t the horoom teacher a civilian? How did he beco a shareholder of the school? Didn’t that an they couldn’t take their anger out on him for their injuries?
And Liu Tong, just a miserable ghost, do they really have to coexist peacefully with him from now on? Just the thought made the students extrely reluctant.
The affair had been noisy and tumultuous, but the conclusion was very abrupt and awkward. Liu Tong, following behind Ye Qiu, looked at him with extre admiration. He clenched his fists secretly, swearing to himself to study hard and beco as formidable as his teacher.
Xuanyuan Junrui watched Ye Qiu, who spoke eloquently on the podium, his gaze exceptionally dark. He was already aware of the full extent of the commotion earlier, and a little investigation revealed where those shares had co from.
When were the Xuanyuan family’s shares transferred? What was it for?
Could it be from that ti he encountered him at the hotel? What exactly did his scheming stepmother do? What deal did they reach?
Was that woman allowing him to monitor his own actions? She was really generous! Twenty percent of the shares!
Wasn’t there an agreent not to use the Xuanyuan family’s money? Isn’t that just handing over the Xuanyuan family’s shares? Civilian words indeed can’t be trusted; they are capable of doing anything for money, truly disgusting.
"What’s this?" Barely making it to the end of the school day, Xuanyuan Junrui marched straight into Xuanyuan Ce’s company and slamd a docunt down in front of him.
Without even a glance, Xuanyuan Ce frowned: "What nuisance are you creating now?"
Xuanyuan Junrui t his father’s gaze without any fear: "I rember Diou Royal Noble Academy has nothing to do with that woman. What gives her the right to trade away its shares?"
Hearing his son’s disrespectful tone, Xuanyuan Ce’s face darkened. He felt his wife was right; Junrui had been spoiled. If no asures were taken, how could he inherit the family in the future? He must be put under so pressure.
"What ’that woman’? We didn’t ask you to call her ’Mom’, but can’t you even say ’Aunt’? It seems I’ve really indulged you too much over these years."
Xuanyuan Junrui kept a stern face, his eyes defiant: "This school was founded by my mom, and you have no right to sell it."
"Your mom has passed away. According to the law of inheritance, I also have half of the inheritance right. What’s wrong with selling what belongs to ?"
"That was Mom’s hard work; how can you do this? Have you forgotten her? Have you been bewitched by that woman? You even gave her the shares? I don’t have such a heartless father."
"Shut your mouth!"
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