The Tempting Road to Becoming an Official

Immediately after.

Screams began to echo throughout the classroom.

The burly man clutched his immobile fingers, exclaiming exaggeratedly, "My hand is broken, my hand is broken..."

This naturally caught Wu Miaolin's attention.

She started to realize that the person in front of her, Chen Fang, was not someone to be trifled with.

"What are you waiting for, grab something and go for it."

However, she wasn't afraid.

She waved her hand and urged her subordinates.

Seeing this, three other male students grabbed a chair, a broom, and even one pulled out a switchblade from his pocket, tightly gripping it as if ready to attack at any moment.

Chen Fang shielded Jiang Xiaofan behind him.

With a cold gaze, he calmly said, "All of you can come at me."

The three exchanged glances.

Using their eyes to boost each other's morale.

Then they gritted their teeth.

The three charged forward with a yell.

Of course, the outcome wouldn't change.

Chen Fang took a swift step forward, and the three were lying on the ground, groaning in despair.

The scene was as embarrassing as it could get.

Wu Miaolin was finally scared.

With trembling hands, she pulled out her phone, dialing a number while speaking with a quivering voice, "Uncle, I was beaten...in...in our classroom..."

This call obviously gave her confidence.

After putting down the phone.

She pointed her finger at Chen Fang and said, "You...you all have the guts not to run, my...my uncle will be here soon..."

"Don't worry, if you don't apologize today, we definitely won't leave."

Chen Fang pulled up a chair and sat down leisurely.

He thought he would have to wait for a while.

Unexpectedly, there was no need at all.

Just about three to four minutes passed.

The sound of footsteps came from the doorway.

A portly man in a suit hurried in, and seeing the mess in the room, he was dumbfounded.

"Uncle..."

Wu Miaolin, who had been ferocious just a moment ago.

At the sight of this man, immediately adopted a pitiful demeanor, running towards him.

"Brother, he's the vice president of our college, Dong Su."

Jiang Xiaofan's voice rang out beside my ear.

Vice President?

Chen Fang was taken aback, suddenly realizing.

No wonder Wu Miaolin could seize Jiang Xiaofan's spot for guaranteed postgraduate study, turns out she had connections?

"You didn't know before?"

Chen Fang asked.

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and said, "I just found out now, brother, we'd better not make a fuss, I'm afraid..."

The following words were cut off.

There was movement again at the classroom entrance.

A middle-aged man in a security uniform hurried over.

Behind him, followed five or six security guards in uniform, apparently, they were called by the vice president.

"Uncle, it was him, it was him who beat people up, he was brought here by Jiang Xiaofan to retaliate against me."

Wu Miaolin pointed towards Chen Fang, playing the victim first.

After finishing, she even had a smug expression, as if asking Chen Fang, what can you do to me now?

"This student, actually colluding with outside thugs, making trouble at school, do you even want to study here anymore?"

Dong Su pulled a stern demeanor.

Criticizing with a lofty tone.

Jiang Xiaofan immediately became nervous.

Just about to argue.

But was stopped by Chen Fang.

"This... Vice President Dong, right? I see the classroom has surveillance cameras, don't you think it's necessary to find out who started it first?"

Chen Fang retorted.

Dong Su glared and snapped, "And who do you think you are? Who let you in here?"

"Yeah, who do you think you are, daring to speak to my uncle that way? Truly ignorant of your limits!"

Behind him, Wu Miaolin chimed in.

"My brother is the Mayor."

Jiang Xiaofan refused to back down.

Responding loudly.

Obviously.

The title of Mayor carried some deterrent force.

Stopping Dong Su for a moment.

But only for a brief second.

Then he burst into laughter, saying, "Mayor? Such a young Mayor? Exaggerating without a second thought? Even if you were a Mayor, so what, Vice Mayor of a county-level city? What kind of place is Yuanjing, where an ad sign falls, eight out of ten are section chiefs, playing small-town games here, do you seriously think you have what it takes?"

"My brother..."

Jiang Xiaofan was flushed with anger.

Still wanting to retort.

Chen Fang slowly stood up.

He said, "Vice President Dong, I am nobody, I'm just Jiang Xiaofan's brother, I'm here today for two things, first, my sister's spot for guaranteed postgraduate study was snatched, the school needs to give an explanation; second, your niece brought people to beat my sister, she should apologize, and as her uncle, having no sense of right and wrong, you should also apologize."

"Finished talking?"

Dong Su asked disdainfully.

Chen Fang nodded and said, "Finished."

Dong Su sneered and said, "Finished? Let me tell you, this spot for guaranteed postgraduate study, I can give it to whoever I want, even if the highest authority comes here, it's still my decision; second, your sister getting beaten is her own doing, not only will we not apologize, but we'll also teach you a lesson for being so audaciously ignorant, are you satisfied with my answer?"

"Satisfied, you can start."

Of course, Chen Fang knew he wouldn't agree easily.

It was just that she didn't expect, a mere vice president of an art college, to be this arrogant, which clearly indicates how domineering such a person is at the school regularly.

But no surprise.

Birds of a feather flock together.

Otherwise, where does such an unreasonable niece come from?

"Detain the two of them! I really want to see, how you both will speak to me in a while!"

Upon Dong Su's command.

The security guards began to approach the two.

From any perspective, both Chen Fang and Jiang Xiaofan seemed doomed.

Even Wu Miaolin, hiding behind Dong Su, was giving them the middle finger.

It was full-on mockery.

However, Chen Fang remained unflustered.

Although time isn't kind.

He was confident he could handle a few security guards with ease.

Of course, he had another assurance.

That is Lin Jie.

If Lin Jie wanted to win him over.

Then he wouldn't stand idly by while he was at a disadvantage.

As expected.

Just as the security guards were about to make a move.

A loud voice came from the doorway: "Everyone, stop!"

Accompanied by Lin Jie, a middle-aged man with graying hair appeared.

Sometimes, power struggles are like playing cards.

If a small card isn't enough, bring out a bigger one.

If that doesn't suffice, there's always a trump card, and behind the bomb, there's the king bomb.

Ultimately, there's always something that conquers another, one level higher than the next.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Dong Su panicked, swiftly turning around, his arrogance evaporated, replaced by servility and deference.

Cautiously calling out, "Dean Cheng, w-why are you here?"

This gray-haired middle-aged man was none other than Cheng Du, the dean of Yuanjing Art College.

Cheng Du glanced at him and said, "If I didn't come, you'd probably bring the sky down..."