No one doesn't like praise, and Fang Huohuo is no exception.
He looked at Lu Chaoge, his handsome face slightly shy, and said a little embarrassedly: "Actually, this is nothing great. I just achieved a little bit of extraordinary results in an ordinary position."
"------" Lu Chaoge thought, that was true, but why did it feel so weird and absurd when it came out of Fang Yan's mouth
Seeing that Lu Chaoge was silent, Fang Yan pretended to be indifferent but asked with great concern: "There is only verbal praise from the school leaders, but no tangible rewards?"
"I plan to buy Suzaku." Lu Chaoge said.
Fang Yan was shocked and said, "You don't have to be so polite. Although I have made a small contribution to the school, this is what I should do. You don't have to give me the entire Suzaku, right?"
Fang Yan quickly calmed down, thought about it carefully, and said, "Is it because I helped you before? If that's the reason, I'm willing to accept it."
Lu Chaoge is now the second largest shareholder of Longtu Group and a super-rich man with billions of dollars. If she buys a school for herself out of gratitude for her selfless help and life-saving grace, this is completely understandable.
Lu Chaoge looked at Fang Yan calmly and said, "You have proved to everyone with your achievements that this teaching method is excellent and effective. However, if I want to promote it throughout the school, I will still encounter great resistance - so I want to buy Suzaku."
"I'm the principal?"
“I’m the principal.
"You become the principal yourself? Aren't you going to work for Longtu Group? Chairman or general manager or something?"
"Yes. I will remain in Suzaku."
"And me?"
"The head teacher and Chinese teacher of Class 9, Grade 1, Suzaku Senior High School."
"------"
"Class 9 needs you. The practice and consolidation of Fang's scenario-reenactment teaching method also needs you - we need better results to support my teaching reform. I need you to lead the students of Class 9 to achieve better results and create more dazzling miracles."
"The higher the official position, the greater the responsibility. The greater the responsibility, the higher the official position should be, right?" Fang Yan decided to bargain with Lu Chaoge. "I think this new position is very suitable for me, as the executive vice principal of Suzaku Middle School, the head teacher of Class 9 and the Chinese teacher."
"That's what you think." Lu Chaoge said. If a guy who has only been teaching for less than two months and is a little too young is appointed as the school's executive vice president, it is estimated that the parents of the students will begin to doubt the teaching quality of this famous school.
Fang Yan's resume is too thin. He needs to achieve more - or grow older.
"------"
"Let's make an appointment and talk to Director Zheng." Lu Chaoge said. "I think if you bring it up, he will consider it seriously."
Zheng Tiancheng has a handle in Fang Yan's hand. If Fang Yan proposes a takeover plan to Zheng Tiancheng, Zheng Tiancheng will indeed consider it. Of course, the key is to make Zheng Tiancheng profitable.
"You want the horse to run but don't give it grass. How can you be a leader?" Fang Yan said with a wry smile.
After saying this, I suddenly woke up, as if there was something wrong with this sentence
At this moment, Fang Yan's cell phone rang.
He took out his cell phone and looked at the caller ID. It was his grandmother's landline number.
Fang Yan answered the phone and said with a smile: "Grandma? Is that you?"
Grandma's doting voice came over, saying, "Little boy, how do you know it's me? Can't it be your grandpa?"
Fang Yan chuckled and said, "If Grandpa wants to talk to me about something, he will just call me over and take me to the study to talk."
"You're smart. Fang Yan, come home for lunch today."
"Grandma, I might -"
Grandma interrupted Fang Yan's explanation and said, "Call Xiao Lu as well. I haven't seen her for a few days, and I really miss her. Is her leg injury okay? Xiao Lu is usually busy with work, you should pay more attention to her and don't let her fall or get hurt----"
"Just talk to her directly." Fang Yan handed the phone over and said to Lu Chaoge, "My grandma wants to talk to you."
Lu Chaoge took the phone and a rare smile appeared on his face. His voice became soft and charming, and he said, "Grandma, are you looking for me?"
"-------" Fang Yan looked speechlessly at Lu Chaoge who was chatting in a low voice with his grandmother, wondering if there was any misunderstanding between them
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The negotiations were successful, and Lu Chaoge bought all of Zheng Tiancheng's shares in Suzaku High School at a 20% premium.
Zheng Tiancheng looked at Fang Yan and said with emotion: "I lost twice every time I met you. I, Zheng Tiancheng, have never been so passive in my life. Fang Yan, you are my nemesis."
Fang Yan smiled and waved his hands, saying, "The first time, it wasn't Director Zheng who lost, it was Master Zheng who lost. This time, it wasn't Director Zheng who lost, it was Director Zheng who won - who would refuse someone who gave them money?"
Zheng Tiancheng laughed loudly, patted Fang Yan's shoulder vigorously, and said, "Suzaku Middle School is too small, and being a teacher is really unfair to you. My original promise is still valid. If you are willing to come and work with me, I will give you everything I promised. No, I will give you double. If you have any conditions, we can discuss them in detail."
"To be honest, I am very tempted by Mr. Zheng's offer. I have hesitated countless times whether to work for Mr. Zheng. However, I still decided to reject Mr. Zheng's invitation and sincerely apologize to you."
"Why?"
"I can't bear to part with those children's clear eyes and happy smiles." Fang Yan said.
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After rejecting Zheng Tiancheng's invitation to dinner, Lu Chaoge couldn't help but ask on the way back to school, "Did you really reject Zheng Tiancheng's temptation of luxury cars, mansions and high salaries because you couldn't bear to see those kids' happy smiles and clear eyes?"
"Not exactly." Fang Yan said. "I don't think his secretary is as pretty as you."
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Fang Yan glanced at the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "We are being followed."
Lu Chaoge's eyes were cold and he asked, "Who could it be?"
"I find it strange, too." Fang Yan said. "Logically speaking, you've already become a major shareholder of Longtu Group, and the matter is settled. There's no reason for others to touch you. Who could it be?"
"Call the police." Lu Chaoge said.
"Not for the time being." Fang Yan said, "Aren't you curious about who is hiding in the dark like a rat in the gutter and biting people?"
“Don’t take any chances.”
"Trust me." Fang Yan said.
Fang Yan turned the steering wheel sharply, and the car rushed in a direction that deviated from the original route. The car behind him did not hesitate at all and immediately followed.
"They are quite upright. They tracked us so high-profile." Fang Yan sneered and said, "It either means they are very skilled and daring, or they are just a bunch of idiots. I really hope it's the latter."
The car sped all the way, passing through the bustling city, remote streets, suburban houses, and finally arrived at the port edge of Yantian Port.
This is an abandoned port. Since the construction of Huacheng Port in the east, this place has been deserted. The port looks dilapidated and exposed to the wind and sun, with no human presence.
Ga!
The black Buick SUV following closely behind stopped.
The two men in black suits in the car looked around vigilantly, then focused their attention on the champagne-colored BMW parked in the middle of the port square.
The car windows were transparent, and they couldn't see anyone in the car from where they were.
The two looked at each other, then pushed open the car door one on the left and one on the right and got out.
They reached into their arms, pulled out their pistols and pulled the safety catch. Holding guns in hand, the two men cautiously moved toward the BMW.
The bald man stared upwards with his gun pointed at the car door, ready to kill any enemy who rushed out of the car at any time.
The man with the crew cut fell to the ground at a 90-degree angle, supported himself with one hand, and aimed his gun at the chassis of the BMW with the other hand. He was worried that the target person would hide underneath and launch a surprise attack on them.
Attack from above and below, with perfect coordination.
No suspicious circumstances were found inside or outside the car!
Where are the people
The two were well-trained and immediately stood back to back, looking around, ready to find the enemy who might be hiding in the dock containers or somewhere else.
"Are you looking for me?" Fang Yan asked with a smile, standing beside them.
Fang Yan did not go far away. He kept hiding beside the BMW.
However, he was not in the car, nor under the car. Instead, he used the "gecko climbing wall" technique to hang his body on the door on the other side of the BMW.
The man in black found no trace of Fang Yan in the car or under the car, so he thought Fang Yan was hiding in a shabby container not far away. This gave Fang Yan the time and opportunity to sneak up on them.
The two men were startled and raised their hands to shoot.
Fang Yan would never give them the chance to shoot. After two slashes with his hands, only a crisp "click" sound could be heard.
The two pistols fell to the ground at the same time, and the arm bones of the two men were broken at the same time.
Fang Yan raised his toes, and a black pistol lifted off the ground and flew back into the air.
He picked up the pistol, put the muzzle of the gun against the bald man's head, and said with a smile: "Guess if there are bullets in this gun?"
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The bald man didn't guess.
Because he knew better than anyone that there were six bullets in the gun. A full magazine.
This is his gun!
Snapped!
Fang Yan slapped the long-haired man next to him in the face. The long-haired man had blood at the corner of his mouth and a purple-red palm print appeared on his face.
He looked at Fang Yan angrily, feeling that the slap he received was really inexplicable.
"Why do you think he didn't guess?" Fang Yan asked.
(ps: I spent a day organizing the story outline, so that more characters can appear as soon as possible.) (To be continued)