Everyone was struck by lightning.
The principal smirked, his eyebrows almost raised to the sky.
He knew that Director Lin from the Airborne School had a close connection with He Sui, but he didn't expect that he was the other person's uncle.
Let him, Old Zhao, be so arrogant and conceited every day!
This time we have offended a big shot!
"I thought you wouldn't even recognize your uncle after not seeing him for a few months."
Lin Zhi straightened He Sui's collar, and his facial features looked particularly gentle when he smiled.
"It's your fault you're always so busy. I have to make an appointment to go mountain biking with you!"
He Sui slapped Lin Zhi's hand away, expressing his dissatisfaction.
The reason he has the personality he has today is entirely thanks to his uncle who has a dagger hidden behind his smile.
Lin Zhi smiled silently.
"You've grown taller, and your temper has grown too."
When He Sui was born, Lin Zhi had just celebrated his 20th birthday.
It is the age when children are most playful.
Lin Shuangshuang threw the little boy He Sui to Lin Zhi and ordered him to take good care of his nephew, while she and her husband enjoyed a sweet time together.
Lin Zhi was still a kid himself, so how could he know how to take care of a baby who hadn't been weaned yet?
He showed He Sui off to his good brothers, and then put him on his arm and took him to various game halls and bars.
Fortunately, the little girl is well behaved.
When Lin Zhi was playing games or driving a racing car, Naituanzi sat on the side and waved his little fists to grab his steering wheel.
When Lin Zhi was drunk, Naituanzi pulled his diaper to wipe his mouth.
When Lin Zhi was holding hands with a girl on a date, Naituanzi burst into tears.
…
Then Lin Zhi beat up the little guy.
Later, he learned how to change his diapers, feed him, and make him sleep well.
I still remember when Naituanzi pointed at him and called him dad in front of everyone with a smile, He Sui’s biological father——
The famous Mr. He's face turned green with anger.
And he smiled.
When He Sui grew up a little, Lin Zhi also became much more stable, and their relationship became better and better.
We often get together to play video games, basketball, or go hiking or mountain biking.
Until Lin Zhi was promoted to the Education Bureau, He Sui had less and less time to see him.
Seeing Lin Zhizheng reminiscing about the past with his nephew, the other leaders were quite considerate and asked a few teachers to pick up the messy test papers on the ground.
"You...you are...He Sui's family."
Director Zhao rubbed his hands as he approached the window where the two people were reminiscing about the past, and his words became incoherent.
Who would have thought that when He Sui’s mother said “someone from home will come over”, she was referring to the Director of the Education Bureau!
If he had known about this relationship earlier, he would not have dared to say a word against He Sui even if he had eight hundred guts.
And what did he just say?!
Tell his uncle that he is a bad boy with no manners!
It’s over, it’s over, I can’t keep my job anymore…
"Yes, about what happened to my son Sui Sui at school..."
Lin Zhi frowned slightly.
"It's normal for boys to have small fights. I guess He Sui just wanted to play a joke on his classmates."
Director Zhao sneered, fully demonstrating the meaning of the word "dog leg".
The mother and son heard this and even though they had complaints in their hearts, they didn't dare to say anything.
After all, they came here to make such a fuss today just to try their luck.
Now that the other person's uncle is in charge, if the commotion continues and the matter is thoroughly investigated, it will only be detrimental to them, the mother and the son.
For now, it’s better to just be invisible.
"Those videos online..."
Lin Zhi pretended to take out his cell phone, and Zhao Quan suddenly wiped his sweat.
"The school will definitely handle this matter properly, have those videos deleted, and do some ideological work for the students who posted them."
"I will never let He Sui leave any negative impression."
"Okay, then I'll trouble Director Zhao to handle this matter."
Lin Zhi took a few tissues from the table, walked up to Director Zhao, who was sweating profusely, and stuffed the tissues into his hands.
The director personally handed him the paper. Did this mean that he should pack up and get out?
Director Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Just as I was about to ask whether I should stay or go, I heard Lin Zhi say:
"I've heard for a long time that there's a very strict principal in No. 1 Middle School who has produced many outstanding students."
"You're talking about Director Zhao, right?"
"Director Zhao will need your continued care for my son Sui Sui from now on. He has a bad temper and is quite rebellious. Thank you for your concern."
Director Zhao stopped shaking and pondered Lin Zhi's words.
"You shouldn't judge a child by his or her eyes."
“Be attentive.”
This... this is waking him up!
"Of course, of course. He Sui is very straightforward. There aren't many good students like him."
Director Zhao cried with joy as he saved his job.
Even the way he looked at He Sui no longer had the prejudice he had before.
This isn't the God of Plague! It's clearly his God of Luck!
Lin Zhi's arrival turned the "problem" student who was just being talked about as undisciplined into a good student with a straightforward personality in the blink of an eye.
"Do the other teachers have any comments?"
Lin Zhi smiled, his eyes curved into crescents, but his eyes were so fierce that no one dared to say "no".
That expression clearly means "if you have an opinion, keep it to yourself."
"No, no."
"Principal Zeng, let's continue our inspection."
Lin Zhi patted He Sui's shoulder, turned around and walked out the door.
The principal and his entourage and other leaders followed behind.
After they left, Director Zhao let out a long sigh and slumped into his chair.
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