Ten days later, Wang Peng received news that Zhou Shun, the president of the provincial capital university, had been dismissed by the university.

Li Mingzhu ran into the study with a newspaper in her hand, "Honey, look, Zhou Shun is finished!"

Wang Peng smiled and said, "I've already got inside information. Honey, you seem very happy?"

“Of course I’m happy,” Li Mingzhu said. “If it’s a grand narrative, no more classmates will be exploited by him in the future.”

Li Mingzhu felt a chill run down her spine when she thought about Zhou Shun's bullying methods on his classmates.

He arranged for graduating students to intern at various factories, negotiating wages and signing contracts with each factory.

He then demanded that the factory pay him the interns' wages, but he did not hand over the full amount to the students.

If the internship salary is 300 yuan per month, he will give the students a maximum of 80 yuan, and keep the remaining 220 yuan for himself.

Li Mingzhu said, "On a smaller scale, I no longer have to worry about us not being able to graduate, honey, what do you think?"

Wang Peng nodded, then suddenly heard the doorbell ring. Just as he was about to get up and open the door, he heard footsteps in the living room.

Soon, Li Kefan, the father-in-law, pushed open the study door. "Xiaopeng, your classmate is here."

Wang Peng and Li Mingzhu walked out of the study and saw Han Jianguo and a girl sitting on the sofa, with oranges and bananas on the coffee table.

"Senior, why are you being so polite?" Wang Peng pointed to the fruit and turned to pour them tea.

"Hello Peng, this is Zhou Mingming from the History Department," Han Jianguo introduced the girl next to him.

"Hello, Brother Peng and Sister-in-law Peng." Zhou Mingming stood up and bowed.

"Senior, please don't be so polite, please have a seat." Li Mingzhu shook hands with them and invited them to sit down.

Li Mingzhu's belly was already showing, and she was wearing a loose maternity robe, walking very carefully.

Zhou Mingming smiled and asked, "Sister-in-law, boy or girl?"

“It’s a boy, hehe.” Li Mingzhu couldn’t stop smiling.

Yesterday, she and her husband went to the hospital for an ultrasound and confirmed that she was having a son. She was so happy that she couldn't sleep all night.

The parents were also very happy. In the Li family's view, their son was the heir to the family property and the continuation of their lives.

"Congratulations, sister-in-law! It's best to have a son," Zhou Mingming said. "Brother Peng, don't you think so?"

“I don’t really care, sons and daughters are the same,” Wang Peng said, serving them tea.

The four of them sat in the living room chatting.

A few minutes later, Han Jianguo pulled out a greeting card. "Twenty interns who were exploited by Zhou Shun have asked us to express our gratitude to you."

Han Jianguo and Zhou Mingming stood up and bowed deeply to Wang Peng and Li Mingzhu at the same time.

"Brother Peng, thank you for helping us get justice, thank you!" Zhou Mingming said emotionally, her voice choked with emotion.

"We bought the fruit with our own money, and here's this greeting card." Han Jianguo presented the greeting card with both hands.

"Don't be so polite, let's sit down and talk," Wang Peng said, accepting the greeting card and waving his hand.

Li Mingzhu smiled and said, "We're all classmates, it's only right that we help each other."

Zhou Mingming shook his head, "Sister-in-law, if it weren't for Brother Peng's righteous help, we would have had to swallow our anger."

The front of the greeting card features a very cute little baby boy wearing a red bib, his chubby little face smiling at the camera.

There was a signature on the back. Wang Peng counted them roughly; there were twenty signatures in total.

At Huihuang Supermarket, there were a total of thirty interns exploited by Zhou Shun, ten of whom chose to cower in fear.

The other twenty candidates asked Wang Peng for help, and together they brought down Principal Zhou Shun, who had been exploiting them.

The signatures on the back of the greeting card are those of these twenty classmates.

Wang Peng was deeply moved. "Actually, I admire you guys too. It takes a lot of courage not to bow down to those who bully us."

Han Jianguo said, "Brother, courage alone is not enough; we need a leader like you to guide us."

"Alright, stop flattering me," Wang Peng said. "Did Zhou Shun return the money to you?"

“It won’t be that fast,” Li Mingzhu said. “That money is evidence for the police investigation, and it’s impossible for it to be returned to everyone so quickly.”

"Oh." Wang Peng scratched his head. "I forgot about that. Zhou Shun was only dismissed from his post; he hasn't gone through a legal trial yet."

"It would be best to sentence him to more than ten years and then execute him," Han Jianguo said through gritted teeth. "It's too much of a bully."

Wang Peng smiled slightly. A sentence of more than ten years was possible, but it wouldn't warrant execution.

However, for Zhou Shun, losing the "principal's" official hat should be more painful than being killed.

The phone in the living room suddenly rang. Li Ming went to answer it, and the others stopped talking and waited for her to finish the call.

Three minutes later, she hung up the phone.

"Honey, good news! My uncle said on the phone that Zhou Shun's case has been filed and he has been criminally detained by the college branch of the Public Security Bureau."

Wang Peng was overjoyed. This was criminal detention! It seemed Zhou Shun was finished.

Zhou Mingming asked anxiously, "Sister-in-law, did Uncle say what punishment Zhou Shun will receive? Will he have to eat peanuts?"

"Mingming, why are you always thinking about peanuts?" Li Mingzhu chuckled and said, "Uncle said it will be at least five years."

“He got off too easy.” Zhou Mingming suddenly laughed. “Brother Peng, I’m reminded of watching people being executed when I was a kid. It was really funny.”

"Fun? Goodness!" Wang Peng laughed. This girl has a big heart.

Han Jianguo said, "Brother Peng, shall we go to the execution ground another day to watch the police carry out an execution?"

"You're getting more and more outrageous," Wang Peng waved his hand, not wanting to continue the topic.

His phone suddenly rang, and he answered it, holding it to his ear.

"Brother Peng, this is Du Lei."

"This is Wang Peng, what's wrong?" Wang Peng immediately frowned. "Brother Lei, have you forgotten that today is Sunday?"

The first rule of Brother Supermarket's work rules is: No calling the boss on Saturdays and Sundays; violators will be fined 100 yuan.

"Even if you fine me a hundred yuan, I'll still make this call to you."

Du Lei said, "Just now, a few thugs came to the supermarket and caused trouble. They were swearing and were very rude to our sales staff..."

"Get them out," Wang Peng said in a deep voice. "There are security guards inside the supermarket and police officers maintaining order outside. Call the police."

Du Lei said, "Brother Peng, this is not a simple matter. The police dealt with one group, but another group came back very quickly. They are deliberately causing trouble."

“A man bought a pack of cigarettes and insisted that he had bought counterfeit cigarettes from us. He was shouting and yelling in the supermarket and was eventually asked to leave by the police.”

“Brother Peng, I suspect someone is deliberately targeting our supermarket. They want to ruin your reputation.”

After finishing his sentence in one breath, Du Lei added, "Brother Peng, you need to find a way to deal with them as soon as possible. I'll go to the finance office to pay the 100 yuan fine later."

Wang Peng chuckled, "Go pay the fine, I'll reimburse you for the hundred yuan."

"No need for reimbursement," Du Lei said with a smile. "Do you have time tonight? I'd like to come to your place for drinks."

"No problem, I'll cook you some hearty dishes tonight," Wang Peng said.

The two men chatted for a few more minutes, then Wang Peng hung up the phone and couldn't help but smile slightly. Those stupid competitors finally couldn't sit still anymore.