City’s Super Immortal Cultivator

Leng Fan heard that the vice-principal must close the door to settle the matter, and he would never let them handle it this way, who knows what the final result will become. "Vice-principal, it seems that you are determined to protect you. People, if that’s the case, then don’t talk about it. I will tear down your school today. Anyway, keeping it is also harmful. What's the use of keeping such a school."

"Demolition of our school? Haha, this is the first time anyone dared to say this at Beijing University in the past 100 years. That is, the leaders of the central government dare not say it casually. You are really good at all." The old professor joked. His expression didn't take Leng Fan's words in his heart, but as a bad joke.

Leng Fan is not a person who likes to speak big words. If he doesn't say 100% of what he says, at least 90% will do it. Therefore, currently Leng Fan really intends to demolish this university, no matter how long the history of this university is and how many talents go out, as long as this university is not so good in his eyes.

At this moment, a male teacher, Teacher Qin whom Ouyang Weiwei had called before, said to the vice president: "Vice principal, in fact, I think it’s best to make it clear now. We at Beijing University can’t make mistakes every time. The problem should be resolved behind closed doors, and the problem should be solved in the public place. This will also help our university’s reputation."

"Teacher Qin, do you know what you are talking about?" The vice principal turned his face and said to Teacher Qin seriously.

But Teacher Qin was not frightened by the vice principal. Even if the vice principal was his superior, he didn’t seem to be worried. He continued: "Vice principal, of course I know what I’m talking about. What I said is worthy of my conscience. Our school’s reputation is worse than every year, so we just use this opportunity to show the society that our school has always dealt with any wrongdoing impartially."

"Ms. Qin, it is not your turn to make any decisions about the school. You are just a teacher in the Academic Affairs Office. Just do your own affairs well. Don't interrupt other things." The vice principal was already angry, so he told Qin. The teacher's tone is getting tougher.

But this teacher Qin seems to be facing the vice principal when he died today, completely ignoring the gap between his position and the position of the vice principal, and said: "Vice principal, although I am only a teacher in the Academic Affairs Office, I have worked in this school for more than ten years. It's been two years and I really like it here, so for the reputation of the school, I must speak my heart."

"You, you..." The vice-principal blushed with anger, pointed at Teacher Qin and accused him: "Mr. Qin, you were too presumptuous today. As a school teacher, you did not speak for the school, but you helped an outsider. Okay, Good, very good, I am temporarily suspending you as the vice principal. You will go home immediately."

"Sorry, vice principal, you don't have the right to suspend me." Teacher Qin smiled.

"I can't be a deputy principal who can suspend you? I want to hear why?" The vice principal sneered.

Teacher Qin replied: "Because I am not in the school's teacher establishment, I am an external teacher, and I am only a contractual relationship with the school. I am paid an annual salary, not a monthly salary. If I am suspended, I must have the principal's autograph. The dismissal document, the vice principal does not have this right."

"You..." The vice principal pointed at Teacher Qin again, but he didn't know what to say next.

Teacher Qin turned to look at Leng Fan and smiled: "Although this friend is busy doing things, it is for his sister. One million is too cruel for a student, so I personally admire your courage."

Leng Fan was surprised. He didn’t know the person named Teacher Qin before, and he didn’t have any impression at all. But such a stranger would speak for him as soon as he appeared, and even smashed his immediate superiors over this matter. This had to be surprising. .

Leng Fan replied, "I don't need to admire it. I'm just showing up for my sister. It depends on how your school handles this matter."

The vice-principal finally lost his composure in anxiousness, and turned back to the chief of the police station who had just arrived, and said: "You will arrest this person immediately, or I will call the minister immediately.

The vice-principal’s tone is equivalent to an order, but as the vice-principal, he has no right to order the chief of a police station, but the vice-principal is the vice-principal of Beijing University. Although he has no rights, he has status. A status equal to that of ministerial officials.

The next moment, a large group of police officers swarmed outside the teaching building, including special police officers with heavy weapons.

Leng Fan wanted to get rid of these police officers. It was easy for him, but the consequences of doing so would not end well. After all, once he shot, he would definitely expose his ability, and he was still in front of so many ordinary people. .

"Wait a minute" Leng Fan shouted loudly.

The vice-principal smiled and said: "Do you want to surrender? As long as you surrender, we still assume that you surrendered."

Leng Fan laughed, and then took out a small notebook from his bag, and said, "What is the director's, show you something. After reading it, you can decide whether to order me to arrest or not." Throw the book over.

The little book that Leng Fan threw out had a great background. It was the new identity that Old Man Xu gave him a few days ago, a work permit that can surprise everyone present.

The vice-principal didn’t even be this little book at all, and he sneered: "Little clever, do you think who can keep you with the things you did today? Tell you, you’re in prison, no matter what you are. What is written in the notebook is useless."

"Really? Then wait and see." Leng Fan replied, and then said to the director: "Director, don't you plan to see it?"

The small notebook has fallen at the feet of the Secretary at this time, but the Secretary does not seem to plan to pick it up.

"Why should I watch? Even if I want to watch it, I must first arrest you and restore order to the campus. Nothing else matters." The director replied solemnly.

Leng Fan was startled, thinking that after he took out the little book, he was in charge here, but the other party didn't even look at it the same, which made him embarrassed, is it really going to be all down in the end?

"Miss Kang, you go to the next room, it seems that I have to make a heavy hand today." Leng Fan twisted his sleeves and was ready to punch someone. Although he didn't want to, he couldn't help it now.

"Stop it, stop it all." Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd.

"Teacher Qin, do you still want to say something?" The vice principal shouted to Teacher Qin who was suddenly shouting.

Teacher Qin ignored the vice principal. Instead, he walked to the director, squatted down, picked up the little notebook, and replied: "What I want to say is that there must be a mystery in this little notebook. I just don’t want the vice principal. It’s been wrong with this director, so I stopped you."

After Teacher Qin finished speaking, he opened the small book first, and his face was shocked when he read the contents in the small book at a glance...