Wang Ling is definitely not someone who likes to be a good guy. Why did this incident happen? He is solely to blame. Wang Ling could ignore it and choose to leave boldly.
However, his father and mother taught him since he was young that he must have a bottom line in everything he does...leave a thin line in everything so that we can meet again in the future. Although He Bufeng is a bad guy, he is not the heinous human-headed dogs like Yingliu after all...
Therefore, Wang Ling's decision to keep this school uniform was ultimately decided after comprehensive consideration of the relationship between the two schools. Everyone knows that the relationship between No. 59 Middle School and No. 60 Middle School is very bad.
But when will the injustice be repaid
Wang Ling didn't know what a mere school uniform could change, but Wang Ling felt that it was worth a try.
After all, even Director Xie, the most difficult person in No. 59, has been conquered by the old antiques. Everything is possible...
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No. 59...
On the other side, in the Office of the Hundred Schools General Administration, Zhuo Yi felt very sad today.
Zhuo Yi became the deputy general manager of the Hundred Schools General Administration at a young age. In the eyes of outsiders, he was a very enviable existence. But no one knew that Zhuo Yi was under considerable pressure.
On the one hand, this pressure comes from leadership.
The Hundred Schools General Administration controls all cultivation schools in Songhai City, including kindergartens. All major district education bureaus are subject to direct deployment by the General Administration of Hundreds of Schools. And above the Hundred Schools General Administration is the Ten Thousand Schools Alliance. It is under the direct jurisdiction of Secretary Sun Dakang, a central-level leading cadre.
The position of Deputy General Administration is neither big nor small. But in Zhuo Yi's view, sitting in this position is just for receiving customers... All the benefits have been taken away by the General Administration, and he can only answer the phone in the office. The pressure from the leadership directly brings about work pressure, which makes Zhuo Yi double I feel life is hard.
On the other hand, the pressure also comes from Zhuo Yi himself.
Zhuo Yi knew exactly how he got the position of deputy general manager. Moreover, the most terrifying thing that Zhuo Qi finds most is that every year at the annual meeting, several drunk leaders insist on dragging him to perform the "Air Sword" move that he used to kill the Sky-Swallowing Clam...
In short, sitting in this position of the Deputy General Administration, Zhuo Yi felt very tired.
Many parents came to petition me because of their children's schooling problems. Children's education is a major issue, and Zhuo Yi can't help. Of course, many of their parents secretly sent red envelopes to Zhuo Yi, but Zhuo Yi didn't take any of them.
Zhuo Yi believed that although he could not be rated as a model worker of clean government, he was at least upright and honest... He wanted to report the leader and break the rules. But Naihe didn't have any evidence.
Especially since the Anti-Corruption Department of the Central Cultivation Bureau of Huaxiu Kingdom promulgated eight regulations and six major prohibitions, all leading cadres have begun to restrain themselves and no longer live in excessive amounts of money. At the party, there wasn’t even a single dish on the banquet. The leaders took out an abalone-flavored Big Rice Ball from their pockets, put it in their mouths, and then started drinking tea and chatting...
So... Zhuo Yi couldn't catch any more evidence.
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Since the last defeat of the world's top killer organization in the 60th, it has aroused widespread discussion from all walks of life. This time, at the Spirit Sword Exchange Meeting held between the 59th Middle School and the 60th Middle School, the leadership of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Schools personally called Zhuo Yi to express their eager attention and concern.
In fact, the most important issue is Lotus Sun's safety. After experiencing the assassination incident of Shadow Stream, it was said that the big boss of the Huaguo Water Curtain Group made a direct call... Zhuo Yi didn't know exactly what they talked about. But after that, the leaders of the Ten Thousand Schools Alliance had to call Zhuo Yi to personally inquire about all Rong Sun's activities while at school.
Just this morning, Odd Zhuo personally received a call from Shangfeng...
Even across the phone, Zhuo Yi could guess the content of the conversation. It was most likely that they were talking about safety issues.
Shadow Liu has killed so many first-class killers this time, and he will never give up so easily.
The spirit sword exchange meeting between the two schools involves leaders at all levels and there are many people with mixed eyes. If the security measures are not in place, problems will inevitably occur. In fact, Zhuo Oi has been sending people to follow him for the past two days, fearing that something might go wrong. If this job was not implemented in place, the first person to be unlucky would be him, the deputy general manager who assigned the task.
Accepting customers and taking the blame... sounds a bit sad, but it is actually the problem Zhuo Yi is facing right now.
It’s not just a job, it’s the status quo.
This morning, the leader of the Ten Thousand Schools Alliance had just made a phone call. In the afternoon, an unusual guest came to the door of Zhuo Oi's office.
This man was tall, wearing a well-fitted black windbreaker and a motorcycle helmet. At first glance, he didn't look like a big shot. But the moment he opened the office door, Zhuo Oi was completely dumbfounded. He almost cried out in his heart: "Da... Secretary Dakang?"
Sun Dakang, Secretary of the Ten Thousand Schools Alliance... This old leader with a bottomless realm is a man who walks with trembling steps and three trembling steps in Jinghua City.
Zhuo Odd had no direct contact with this legendary old leader. He only glanced at him from afar at previous annual meetings.
To be honest, Zhuo Yi had a deep impression on Secretary Dakang, so he recognized the person's identity at a glance.
It is said that Secretary Sun Dakang is a very low-key person in private. When Zhuo Yi saw him today, it was indeed as rumored... This guy was wearing a black windbreaker and a helmet. Those who didn't know it thought it was a takeaway!
Sun Dakang put down his motorcycle helmet and sat on the reception chair without any courtesy at all. He sighed quietly: "After so many years, here... it really hasn't changed at all." His voice was full of magnetism and even more... There is a unique accent of the old leader, and his words have a unique charm.
There are many parents who usually come to the office to petition. The tea leaves prepared by Zhuo Yi are almost all gone. When he opened the tea jar, he didn't find any good tea, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
Sun Dakang smiled at Zhuo Yi and said, "Deputy Zhuo, don't bother me, just have some tea. I'm here uninvited today, so Deputy Zhuo doesn't blame me."
Zhuo Oi hurriedly poured a cup of herbal tea for Sun Dakang: "What did Secretary Dakang say... If you have any questions, just give me a call."
"This phone is the people's dedicated line. I don't have this right." Sun Dakang chuckled and said, "...so, today I went to the door in person."
"I have already made arrangements for the safety of classmate Sun Rong. If Secretary Dakang is worried..."
"That's not what I'm talking about when I come to you today."
Sun Dakang waved his hand: "Of course we are relieved that Deputy Director Zhuo has arranged the safety of Ms. Sun Rong. Over the years, Deputy Director Zhuo's achievements in the Songhai City Hundred Schools Alliance have been noticed by the top officials. A few days ago, if Deputy Director Zhuo hadn't personally planned and organized the defense of the No. 60 Middle School and defeated Shadow Stream, I'm afraid that would have been the largest terrorist attack in the history of our country's education sector. If it hadn't been for Deputy Director Zhuo Now, the consequences of the incident will be difficult to predict!"
“…”
Zhuo Yi: "Why did Secretary Dakang come to see me today?"
"In two days, the No. 60 Middle School's Spirit Sword Exchange Meeting will be held. This time, I will represent the superior leaders and watch from the sidelines."
“…”
"This matter suddenly occurred to me yesterday, and I haven't said hello to anyone before. It shouldn't be too late to come here and report it to Deputy Director Zhuo, right? Of course, Deputy Director Zhuo only needs to know about this matter. Just give me an identity to participate in the event in the name of the General Administration of Hundred Schools. If it alarms too many people, it will be meaningless to mobilize teachers and mobilize people."
Sun Dakang talked eloquently, with a very gentle look on his face: "In short, it's just one sentence... act in a low-key manner!"
"...What did the old leader say?"
Zhuo Oi wiped his cold sweat, he could already relate to it. If word of this gets out...
All the leading cadres of No. 59 Middle School and No. 60 Middle School are going crazy... And it's not just the school cadres, I'm afraid the leaders will be directly alarmed...
Sun Dakang, this person's name is really too loud.
Don't say anything else, just tell me your identity. It can make people tremble. In the past, this secretary of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Schools was a famous founding figure of Huaxiu Kingdom! An old general who once fought bravely on the ancient battlefield of cultivation and made great contributions to creating the era of scientific cultivation!
Thinking of these things, Zhuo Yi's expression couldn't help but become erratic... Such a character actually wanted to participate in a spirit sword exchange meeting between two ordinary high schools
Zhuo Qi thought this was incredible!
"Besides this, there is one more thing."
Sun Dakang took a sip of tea: "I don't know, does Deputy Zhuo still remember the monster craze six years ago?"
“…”
When Zhuo Yi mentioned six years ago, he felt something was wrong.
(End of chapter)