Chapter 397 Single
These words clearly revealed his malicious intentions.
Even Zhou Anping, who had just tried to smooth things over, frowned, but Su Nanzhi, the person involved, remained calm.
Su Nanzhi had died once before, and if she had been angered by Jiao Chuan's few words, she would have been angry to death long ago.
Seeing everyone's dissatisfaction with him, Su Nanzhi spoke calmly: "Teacher Jiao? Do you have any other work besides teaching at school?"
Jiao Chuan didn't understand why, but his intuition told him that Su Nanzhi couldn't say anything good.
But before he could react, Su Nanzhi continued, "I thought you were working part-time as a police officer, otherwise why would I be checking your household registration here?"
Although Jiao Chuan is in his forties, he does not hide his thoughts at all. Su Nanzhi can tell what he is thinking at a glance.
No wonder Yu thinks she is young and must have relied on some means from her family to be able to compile the book.
What's more, this is exactly what he meant in his words just now.
Jiao Chuan didn't expect Su Nanzhi to be so disrespectful. His eyes widened instantly, and he slammed the table, pointing at Su Nanzhi and ready to teach her a lesson.
But before he could open his mouth, Su Nanzhi had already slapped his hand away.
"Teacher Jiao, just because I call you teacher, do you really think you are my teacher?"
"Even if you really are my teacher, who gave you the right to point your finger at me and scold me?"
"You're just convicting people without asking any questions? Or are you just thinking they got in through the back door because you're not as good as them?"
After hearing Su Nanzhi's last words, Jiao Chuan's face suddenly turned pale and blue.
Zhao Han, who had been silent on the side, heard this and a smile flashed in his eyes.
If she hadn't been sure that Su Nanzhi and President Li met for the first time yesterday, she would have really thought that President Li had talked to Su Nanzhi about Jiao Chuan.
Although Jiao Chuan is the most experienced among all the teachers in the room, his teaching level is only average.
Although his teaching level is average, he has a desire to publish a book and become an author.
He would go to the publishing house from time to time. He used to bring poems and articles with him. Later, when the college entrance examination was resumed, he thought about publishing textbooks. However, his literary level was average, and his ability to write college entrance examination textbooks was only average. As expected, he was rejected by President Li.
Seeing that Su Nanzhi, a young female comrade who had never taught before, had published a book so easily, he was filled with envy and jealousy.
Zhao Han knew that Jiao Chuan usually had low emotional intelligence, but she didn't expect that she had overestimated his low emotional intelligence before.
"You country bumpkin, you know nothing. I just don't want to publish a book. Otherwise, you'd be in trouble."
Jiao Chuan glared at Su Nanzhi, looking fierce but weak.
Su Nanzhi chuckled, "Comrade Jiao, although I don't know what your teaching level and cultural level are, but your ability to brag is not low."
She didn't want to be so mean, but when someone was eager to slap her in the face, it would be unreasonable for her not to do so.
"Who are you calling a liar?" Jiao Chuan was a little unconvinced. He tried to use his old trick again, reaching out to hit someone. "You're just a little girl with no upbringing. Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents."
When it came to her parents, the smile on Su Nanzhi's face disappeared. She kicked Jiao Chuan out before he could touch her.
"Mr. Jiao, just because you're a teacher, you think everyone has to respect you and obey you?" Su Nanzhi looked at Jiao Chuan who was lying on the ground with an angry look on his face. Although it was the first time they met, she could conclude that Jiao Chuan's teacher ethics would not be very good.
She said with sarcasm, "You dared to attack me, someone you just met for the first time. I can't even imagine what you would do to the students you know so well."
"Even if you want to stay here, I won't agree. I feel sick to have your name on the cover of my question book."
After saying this, she ignored Jiao Chuan and looked at Zhao Han and said, "Editor Zhao, I don't agree with someone with such low moral character like Jiao Chuan joining this proofreading team."
When Zhao Han was a teacher at school, she was a colleague of Jiao Chuan. Although she had a serious personality, she was not as arbitrary as Jiao Chuan and would not punish students harshly, so she and Jiao Chuan had some conflicts.
Hearing Su Nanzhi's words at this moment, she naturally made a choice in her mind. Without any hesitation, she smiled apologetically at Jiao Chuan.
"Teacher Jiao, what do you think...how about we work together next time?"
The publishing house asked these teachers to help proofread Su Nanzhi's questions, but it was not free. They had to pay, and although the money was not much, it could improve their food, and most importantly, they could add their names to the book, so many teachers wanted to come.
Jiao Zuo was humiliated by Su Nanzhi, and when he heard Zhao Han's merciless words, he almost died of anger.
"Zhao Han, you're using your public office to take revenge on your own. You and that scoundrel surnamed Su are in cahoots. I'm going to report you to President Li..."
Su Nanzhi looked at his exasperated expression and gave a definition with a smile.
"Comrade Jiao, you don't actually teach math, you teach Chinese. Look how well you use idioms."
Jiao Chuan: Even angrier.
He wanted to continue arguing with Su Nanzhi, but was persuaded to leave by other teachers.
Although Jiao Chuan left, it did not affect everyone's work efficiency. In fact, because there was one less person around, everyone was less complaining, and the working atmosphere was very good.
At noon, Su Nanzhi waved her hand and invited everyone to go to the state-owned restaurant for lunch.
At first, everyone felt embarrassed and didn't want to go, but after Su Nanzhi's pitiful question, "Do you look down on me like Jiao Chuan does?", they still went to the state-owned restaurant.
However, Zhao Han didn't go because he had something to do.
Because there were so many people, Su Nanzhi directly asked for a private room.
Most of the teachers hired by the publishing house are between 20 and 30 years old. They have similar professions, are of similar age, and are not the type to cause trouble. Su Nanzhi gets along with them harmoniously.
In order to maintain the dignity of teachers, everyone may maintain a dignified or serious image in front of students. At this moment, there are no students in the private room, and everyone looks very relaxed.
One of the middle-aged female teachers glanced at Zhou Ping'an, who glanced at Su Nanzhi from time to time, with a look of mischief in her eyes.
"Comrade Su, are you single?"
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