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Now my personality and temper can be said to completely align with Old Zhao's from his younger days; I don't know if that's good or bad. I've always been the type who, if I'm going to stir up trouble, I won't shy away from making it big. So, I left the Grade Director's office and immediately found the principal's phone number on the school’s official website.
"Hello, is this the principal of Lake City High School?"
"Yes, this is me. May I ask who you are?"
"It's nothing much. I'm Zhao Changsheng's son, Zhao Lun. I'm currently in the Grade Director's office. If you have time, you might want to come by."
After saying that, I returned to the office and chatted idly with Hu Yao, completely disregarding the Grade Director.
What a joke! So what if I'm Zhao Changsheng's son?
The principal, having just hung up the phone, was momentarily taken aback and continued handling his work. After a while, his shout echoed from the principal's office: "What?! Zhao Changsheng's son?!"
At that moment in the Grade Director's office, even the students from Physical Education Class were curious about just how powerful my father was—powerful enough for me to sit here chatting with Hu Yao without a care in the world, completely ignoring the Grade Director. From what they understood, my family owned a large construction materials group; we were wealthy, but Lake City High School wasn't a place you could enter just because you had money.
Even Zhang Weijie was starting to wonder about the strength behind me.
Bang!
The door was kicked open with a solid thud, revealing a middle-aged man with a big belly, panting heavily as he leaned against the doorframe. "Excuse me, who is Zhao Lun?"
Seeing him like this, it was clear he must have rushed over here, making his thinning hair look even sparser.
"Hello, that's me."
I stood up and walked over to him.
"Hello, I am Xu Yanyi, the principal of Lake City High School."
He adjusted his breathing before extending his hand.
The principal! The principal actually took the initiative to shake hands with this kid! My goodness, does he have something on the principal?
Oh no! The principal came personally; we even had a fight with him! Are we going to be in trouble now?
Damn it, Zhang Weijie! You got us into this mess!
The people in the Physical Education Class finally realized how wrong it was to get involved with Zhang Weijie!
"Why are you all panicking? We've already fought, are you going to kneel and apologize now? I'm right here; let's see what he can do to me!"
The world is never short of overconfident individuals who never understand that martial arts are not just for self-defense, but also about how to communicate normally with fools.
"Oh, Xu Principal, what brings you here? Come, come, have a seat! I just bought some excellent Tieguanyin tea; you should try it!"
When the Grade Director saw the principal approaching, he flipped through the book faster than I could blink. He rushed past me and directly in front of the principal, taking his hand in both of his.
The principal pulled his hand away and didn't even glance at him, pushing him aside. "Zhao Lun, I really didn't know you were Mr. Zhao's son. When I collected information for the forms, I only noted your mother's name."
"Alright, alright, Principal, please sit down. Once my father arrives, I'll clarify everything. It shouldn't be long now."
Upon hearing me mention Old Zhao, the principal instantly broke into a sweat. Who was the idiot that provoked this troublemaker's son?
"Is there something unpleasant that happened with Zhao? You can tell me; I'll personally help you resolve it."
Seeing a dignified principal bowing and scraping before me made the Grade Director panic. If the principal was acting this way, what would happen when my father arrived? It was something he dared not imagine.
Due to Old Zhao's strict orders, a crowd of dozens had gathered at the entrance of Lake City No. 1 High School, leaving the security guard too frightened to breathe or even report it.
Then a Maybach drove through the crowd, and as soon as the person inside got out, he began to unleash a torrent of insults.
"Damn it! Xu Yanyi, you have some nerve! You’re bullying my son Zhao Changsheng now?"
Turning to his followers behind him, he declared, "Does anyone think I'm getting old and useless? Who dares to challenge me?"
"Fight!!!" In an instant, the crowd erupted with fierce energy, each person glaring menacingly.
"What fight?! This is a lawful society! We're here to reason with them, understand?"
"Reason?!"
"Alright! Let’s go in and talk some sense!"
As they passed by the security office, Old Zhao smiled at the guard and said, "Hey there, could you please open the door? I'm an old acquaintance of your principal."
The Security Uncle stammered back, "That’s not possible! I don’t know who you are, but for the safety of our students and staff, I can’t let you in."
If soft tactics won’t work, then we’ll go hard!
Old Zhao dialed Xu Yanyi's number. "Hello! Xu Yanyi! You better hurry up and open this door for me! I've donated so much money to your school; are you really going to stop me?"
After confirming with Old Zhao on the phone several times, the Security Uncle finally allowed Old Zhao in but only permitted him to enter alone while his followers waited outside.
It's over, it's over! That disaster has really come!
At this moment, Principal Xu was pacing anxiously in the office, and the more agitated he became, the more terrified the face of the Grade Director appeared.
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