Director Qiu of the Teaching Department probably didn't expect that Zeng Fan's bad mouth could be so effective.
There are quite a lot of parents who come to the office to find fault.
They are the parents of the second child involved in a fight in the boys' restroom.
Qiu Lei whispered to Zeng Fan, "Didn't you call them yesterday?"
Zeng Fan said, "We've already called them! We were having a good chat on the phone. I don't know why these parents changed their minds again."
"You haven't done your job well."
Qiu Lei frowned and criticized her, telling her to calm the parents down while he called Mo Yunnuan's parents to negotiate a solution.
Zeng Fan muttered to himself, even though he was cursing in his heart, on the surface, he still had to continue smiling and entertaining these parents who were eager to protect their children.
She made a cup of good tea for each parent, but unexpectedly, a lady dropped the cup on the ground as soon as she took the tea.
There was a sudden clang, and the children present were so scared that their faces changed.
She pulled the child in front of her, pointed at Zeng Fan and yelled, "Do you teachers have any conscience? My precious son was bullied like this, and you tell me, he got into a fight with someone else!"
Zeng Fan took a quick glance and saw that it was An Jun, the troublesome little fat boy in the class.
The left side of his face was slightly swollen, as if he had been slapped, but it wasn't that serious.
But the parent was throwing cups and making a lot of noise. If you didn't know, you would think her son was missing an arm or a broken leg.
"Mrs. An, please calm down first. We have indeed found out that your son was injured in a fight."
Mrs. An held out her hand: "Where's the surveillance camera? Show it to me."
Zeng Fan said helplessly: "Sorry, there is no surveillance in the men's restroom."
Several other parents followed suit and complained angrily.
"Humph, if there's no surveillance, then your investigation into the truth is just based on your own words, isn't it?"
"I think your teacher must have received hush money from a parent, so he doesn't dare to tell the truth!"
"The kids all said they were bullied by a classmate named Mo Yunnuan. If we parents hadn't shared information with each other, we would have been deceived by you, the head teacher!"
Zeng Fan couldn't help but protest, "Dear parents, I didn't take any money, nor did I lie to you. You can't believe everything a child says."
"What do you mean? Are you saying that my son lied?"
"You can't have so many kids lying together, right?"
"You'll have to ask them about that."
Zeng Fan glanced at the children who followed her to the scene. They all lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at her, which was obviously a sign of guilt.
But no matter how Zeng Fan tried to persuade them, they insisted that they were beaten by Mo Yunnuan.
The parents started making a fuss again, accusing Zeng Fan of deliberately hinting at something in the child's mind.
Qiu Lei just came back from a phone call. He glanced at the broken glass on the ground, then looked at the angry parents, his expression looking a little ugly.
"Please parents, please don't act wildly in my office. This is a school, not a market!"
Hearing the tone, he was obviously a little angry.
An Jun's mother scoffed, "Is this a school? I thought it was some kind of gang. Even at the prestigious Ailige Academy, when something as egregious as school violence occurs, they're not thinking about publicly punishing the perpetrators, but instead trying to appease the parents and keep the situation quiet!"
One of the fathers echoed, "We must make Mo Yunnuan and her parents give us an explanation! We kids can't be bullied for nothing."
Qiu Lei's eyes glared. "I've already notified the parents of the person involved. Don't worry, I won't let my student suffer in vain!"
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