small country farmer

Chapter 185 Young Master, Here I Come

Chunjiang County No. [-] Senior Middle School, at the gate of the school.

A pickup truck stopped quickly.

Immediately afterwards, the car door opened, and a black shiny leather shoe came out first.

Then, with both feet on the ground, a straight and slender man slowly walked out.

The man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a shiny oil-back comb, sunglasses on his handsome face, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He was very mature and gentlemanly.

Behind him, a tall woman with slender legs, also wearing a pair of black sunglasses, walked out slowly.

This woman wore a ponytail, her feet were as high as the sky, and a tight black leather jacket showed her figure to the fullest.

Nima, who are these two people?

The security guards at the school gate were shocked, their small eyes rolled around the two of them, they were extra vigilant.

These two people are none other than Zhang Wei and Mo Ying.

In order to negotiate the project, Zhang Wei made special preparations. Now he is the CEO of Chunjiang Group and is worth tens of millions.

And Mo Ying's identity is, of course, Young Master Zhang's personal bodyguard.

As for the so-called Chunjiang Group, it was just fabricated by Zhang Wei, it didn't exist at all, and it was just for the convenience of business.

The two have their identities and temperaments, but the only thing that Zhang Wei regrets is...

"Oh, this pickup truck is too low, it doesn't match my current status." Zhang Wei lowered his head, revealing a pair of eyes, looked back at the pickup truck, shook his head and sighed.

This car is the only downside!
Today, I can only make do with it. After a while, when I go to help Xiang Xiaohan set up a hospital, I will change to a luxury car.

Thinking this way, Zhang Wei adjusted his sunglasses, and immediately returned to his tall and domineering temperament. He coughed lightly, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked towards the courtyard.

Mo Ying adapted to this identity very well. She was tall and cold, stepping on the height of hate, and followed behind Zhang Wei unhurriedly. At this moment, she seemed to have found the feeling of an old killer again.

Cold, ruthless, and domineering.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the office was oppressive.

The old principal and director Xu are both there.

Sitting facing them was a fat middle-aged man with loose hair and a big gold chain around his neck that was dazzling.

With a gloomy face, the middle-aged man took a deep breath on the cigar in his hand, and just put his hand next to his ear.

The person next to him immediately reached out to catch the ashes, giving him the impression of a big boss.

"Why did my son provoke you? You actually let him pass out here? What did you do? Is all the money I invested for nothing?"

"You actually found a dubious cat and dog to give a speech, a prisoner who has been in prison, can you teach me?"

"You are simply too worthless. You must give me an explanation for this matter."

"Those who disapprove will all be resigned. I have plenty of people here, and the most important thing I need is people."

"If you don't give an explanation today, I will withdraw the investment, and immediately withdraw the investment!"

"Let this place be completely finished!"

……

The middle-aged man had red eyes, a red face and a thick neck. He roared again and again, very angry. The whole office was filled with his roars, and he was about to overturn the house.

The old principal and Director Xu kept a straight face, and everyone was silent, sighing inwardly.

This middle-aged man is Song Zhe's father, Song Zhong, who is the boss of the brokerage company in the provincial capital and the largest investor. It is said that he is very rich.

At the moment Song Zhe was in a coma, they thought that such a day would come, and they were already prepared to bear Song Zhong's anger.

However, if Song Zhong, the largest investor, really withdraws his capital, the company may not be able to continue operating.

Now that the competition is so big, without a strong backstage, it is very difficult to get along.

The old principal and the others were very worried, and they had discussed it privately many times.

Some people think that it is not worth turning against Song Zhong for the sake of Zhang Wei alone, and they should hand over Zhang Wei and give Song Zhong an explanation.

Others think that the image of Zhang Wei has been deeply ingrained in their hearts.

If Zhang Wei is handed over, they will definitely protest. If one is not good, they will bear the anger, which is not good for them.

These days, everyone is entangled and worried in whether to make friends or not to make friends.

After several discussions and weighing the pros and cons, the person in charge finally decided to hand over Zhang Wei.

After all, Zhang Wei has no background, no funds, and his image alone cannot last for a few years.

Only by firmly tying a rich man like Song Zhong to death can he have the ability to continue to develop.

Alas, for this, Zhang Wei can only be sacrificed.

Zhang Wei, I'm sorry, just make another contribution silently.

This is the real thought in the heart of the old person in charge at the moment.

After struggling for so many days, he finally made a decision, squeezed out a rather ugly smile, and a hoarse voice came out slowly, breaking the oppressive and dull atmosphere instantly.

"Old Song, please don't be angry. What happened to your young master was unexpected. We are very sorry."

"I'll ask someone to remove Zhang Wei's name from the honor list, and immediately ban Zhang Wei from the whole school."

"After all, the children are young and ignorant, and they can't tell right from wrong. With a little teaching, they will gradually forget about Zhang Wei. Old Song, don't make things difficult for the children."

"However, I believe they can all understand the difficulties of the school. It is up to them whether they want to leave or stay. If we resign so many people at once, our image will be greatly damaged."

"Old Song, you are also a sensible person, you don't want your image to be destroyed, do you?"

The old man looked at Song Zhong with a smile. His words changed the expressions of Director Xu and others. Director Xu and the others supported Zhang Wei.

If they do this, they will be fine, but Zhang Wei will be bad.

Moreover, Director Xu also told the old man the plan proposed by Song Zhe, charging high miscellaneous tuition fees and lowering wages, which is obviously a trap.

Why did the old man still jump in?

Could he have taken the wrong medicine?
"Master Wang!" Director Xu was very uneasy. As soon as he opened his mouth, the old man raised his hand to stop her. She felt anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

The old man had an ugly smile on his face. Of course he understood what Director Xu was going to say, but he felt too helpless. He sighed in his heart, staring at Song Zhong all the time, waiting for Song Zhong's response.

Song Zhong had a gloomy face. He was not particularly satisfied with such an explanation, but the others made sense.

But for a prisoner like Zhang Wei, it would be a bit too simple to just remove the name on the honor roll, right?
Song Zhong frowned, his eyes suddenly turned cold, he snuffed out the cigar in his hand, sat up straight, his aura suddenly became aggressive, and said coldly.

"I don't care about other people, but the prisoner Zhang Wei, you must hand him over to me!"

"Well, old Song, Zhang Wei is no longer from here, and we have ways to restrict his personal freedom." The old headmaster frowned, feeling that Song Zhong was a little too angry.

No matter how capable they are, it is impossible to restrict a person who is not here.

Song Zhong's expression was cold, a little ferocious, he dared to provoke his son, he was looking for death, he must kill this Zhang Wei, sneered: "No matter what method you use, I must hand over Zhang Wei, and you are limited to three days time, otherwise the capital will be withdrawn immediately!"

"Old Song, you..." The ugly smile on the old man's face stopped abruptly, and he became gloomy, feeling extremely angry in his heart.

Damn, if you want to find Zhang Wei, you can find it yourself, why do you have to drag the school together, fuck, you have a sick mind.

Song Zhong suddenly felt that the old man was going to turn against him. Not only was he not angry, but he sneered with disdain and contempt.

The old man had a serious face, fixed his angry eyes on Song Zhong, narrowed his eyes slightly, and remained silent.

The atmosphere in the entire office suddenly became strange, deathly silent, terrifying and frightening.

It was at a critical moment when Song Zhong and the old principal were at the point of their sabre-rattling.

Suddenly, an exceptionally clear voice came from outside the office door, which immediately turned into an invisible aura. In an instant, the strange atmosphere in the entire office was dispersed, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the door.

"It won't take three days, the young master is here by himself."

(End of this chapter)