Chapter 198 There Is Already a Thick Barrier Between Me and My Senior Brother

Unfortunately, no one opposed Xia Di's opinion, everyone raised their hands in favor.

It's not that all the bad old men here can't afford the big mouths of young people, but what Director Xia said makes perfect sense. A student's obligation is to study, and it is a crime to focus on things that have nothing to do with study.

"After this period of observation, I found that the phenomenon of puppy love in Shilan Middle School is very serious!"

Xia Di tapped her index finger on the table, and every time it fell, it was like hitting the hearts of the school leaders: "Whether it is the junior high school or the high school, there are pairs of students, especially in the junior high school, there are often people who are attracted by their favorites. The girls were jealous and even spread rumors about their classmates in public.”

"This is not right, this is very wrong."

"In order to maintain the purity and cleanliness of the campus, protect the physical and mental health of students and allow the flowers of the motherland to thrive, we cannot allow evil spirits to grow on campus and must resolutely say no to anything that is not conducive to learning!"

The domineering president Xia Mou scolded Fang Qiu in the conference room, while all the school leaders nodded in agreement. Although Xia Di seemed to want to change Shilan Middle School from a private aristocratic college to a strict military school, he Everything I have said so far is very reasonable, and the opinions I have put forward are also very pertinent. They are all for the sake of the students, so I can't find any faults.

But when Xia Di asked all students to live on campus, they were only allowed to take two days off and go home once a month. They got up at 5 a.m. every morning, ran a kilometer on the playground, did radio gymnastics, and then went back to the classroom for half an hour of morning self-study. The time for breaks and meals was strictly controlled within ten minutes. After self-study at 10:30, when the lights had to be turned off before 11 o'clock to go to bed, the respected Director Yan finally couldn't help but stand up:

"Xia Di, do you want to destroy Shilan Middle School?"

This is not a Ganges Middle School. None of the students who attend it come from a wealthy family. You can just rectify the school's loose school ethos and disciplines, but if you want to imitate other people's drastic reforms and play Spartan learning methods, those parents are reluctant to do so. Let your children suffer like this.

If Xia Di deliberately does this, there will be only two consequences. One is that all the parents of the students will join forces to oppose and put pressure on the school through various means; the other is that everyone will break up and you will carry out reforms, and I will transfer to my school. .

Our children are all well-behaved babies who are afraid of breaking when held in their hands and melted when held in their mouths. Why should they be tortured like this by you?

As the dean of students, Director Yan is responsible for school ethics and disciplines. He naturally knows that the students of Shilan Middle School often try their best to violate school rules because of their family backgrounds, but they only do it occasionally and are not responsible for tens of thousands. I didn’t do anything extraordinary, and my results were quite good.

As for the enrollment rate alone, leaving aside junior high schools, the enrollment rate of high schools is ranked second among the best in the city.

Of course, if studying abroad doesn’t count, just pretend I didn’t mention it.

Director Yan shared his opinions one by one. He first affirmed Xia Di's good intentions, and then said that educating students and managing the school requires consideration of all factors, just like when he writes a book, he cannot write according to his own temper, otherwise it will cause dissatisfaction among readers.

Xia Di listened patiently without interrupting. With a smile on his face, he motioned for Director Yan to sit down after he had finished speaking. Then he looked at the other school leaders who remained silent and asked for advice in a gentle and humbly tone. He no longer looked like the domineering president he had just said:

"What Director Yan said makes sense. If you have other different opinions, please feel free to speak. I will consider it carefully and listen selectively."

Everyone present was speechless when he said this, but they didn't show it. They learned from the grapevine that the new school director had an eccentric personality and was very petty. If he accidentally said the wrong thing and offended him, then the shoes would not fit properly in the future. It's hard to say.

After all, they are not Xia Di's mentors, and they don't have the mentor-disciple relationship.

Xia Di couldn't help curling his lips when he saw this. It was rare that his childlike innocence suddenly broke out and he wanted to play some tricks like pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but these old foxes were too stable, and they were worthy of being experienced for many years.

"Okay, as for the school spirit and school discipline, just do as I say. It's up to you to discuss how to implement it." Young Chairman Xia didn't want to accompany a group of middle-aged and elderly people to discuss the school's governance plan. Lan Middle School just thinks it's fun and just wants to be the shopkeeper for fun. It's really troublesome for him to become the principal.

Watching Xia Di push open the door and leave, all the school leaders looked at me and I looked at you, but for a moment no one spoke.

"It seems that our new school director is really a wonderful person." The principal, who is over fifty years old, smiled and said, "Director Yan, from now on, you will have to worry more about school ethos and disciplines. Students will love to dye their hair early, arrive late and leave early. Or we need to be stricter about unexcused absences, and ask all class teachers to hold a meeting after school."

"That's what I meant." Director Yan nodded, and then said in a deep voice: "Speaking of which, there is a transfer student who hasn't come to register recently, and no one answered the phone when I called him, right..."

"Director Yan, don't worry about it." The principal quickly stopped him, "That student's situation is a bit special."

Hearing this, the dean, who was thinking about how to avoid offending his parents and school administrators, sighed, feeling that his rock-solid Taoist heart was a little loose.

…

"Lao Lu, you are hiding your secrets."

In Shilan Middle School, what spreads fastest is not knowledge or notices, but all kinds of gossip in the school.

From the time Lu Mingfei got out of the car to the time he walked into the classroom, the whole school knew that he had a great background in just three minutes. He was a hidden rich second generation who pretended to be a pig and eat the tiger.

Many students on campus can afford tens of millions of luxury cars at home, but the price/performance ratio is too low and the gain outweighs the gain.

As for having several principals and directors pick him up in person, that is even more impossible. The famous CEO of Media Asia Group did not receive such treatment when he visited Shilan Middle School, so everyone was curious about Lu Mingfei's background.

Liu Yuning, who has the second best relationship with Xiaolu in school, has "I'm very curious" written all over his face at this moment.

"Although, I don't know what's going on." Lu Mingfei was pulled on the shoulder, feeling like he was back when he first met Lao Xia Tou, the old guy could always give him little surprises.

"I'm still pretending to be like this." Student Xiao Liu had a narrow look on his face, his eyes swept around the classroom, and finally landed on Zhao Menghua and others who were a little restless:

"I know everything. The senior management of Shilan Middle School has been reshuffled recently. All the board members have been replaced. I heard that the largest shareholder accounts for 90% of the shares. In other words, this school is completely a one-stop shop."

"What does that have to do with me?" Xiaolu continued to act stupid.

"Now that the relationship has become serious, the major shareholder is your uncle. From now on, you can completely walk away from Shilan Middle School." Xiao Liu said with a proud look, as if he could get some influence in the future. Light.

Maybe the dean of students would turn a blind eye to his frequent lateness for the sake of being good friends with the prince of Shilan Middle School.

"But my uncle is just an ordinary civil servant." Lu Mingfei spread his hands. His uncle is currently working hard to be promoted to a chief clerk. He is worried about the fat man's weight. The biggest financial expenditure at present is a loan to buy a car. After getting a suite, my biggest wish is to buy a car as a means of transportation, and if possible, buy a watch that can be mounted on the countertop.

"The one who takes you to and from school every day."

"Oh, that's not my uncle."

"What's that?"

"Father."

Liu Yuning: (⊙⊙)

"Why, does your family still have the throne to inherit?" Classmate Xiao Liu came closer and whispered, "Then I dare to ask if the prince is still short of staff. I have given you nicknames and read countless movies. Little Zhuge is familiar with famous detectives. Conan is proficient in hundreds of killing methods and can quietly kill any enemy on your way to the Great Treasure."

As he spoke, he took out a box of Jigong Dan from the desk and stuffed it into Lu Mingfei's hand, and said mysteriously: "This medicine is called Hanxiao Banbu Dian. It has a sweet and sour taste and is very toxic. After taking it, you only need to walk half a step." Or if you smile, all your muscles and veins will be severed and you will die suddenly on the spot. It is a necessary medicine for traveling at home and killing people!"

Lu Mingfei looked at the "Smiling Half Step Dian" in his hand, and his expression gradually changed from complicated to solemn: "I, Lu, have lived an upright life. I don't seek merit but seek no fault in what I do, so why use poison to harm others? Don’t mention this again.”

As he spoke, he put the unopened Jigong Dan into his pocket, his movements more skillful than those old smokers who used Shun Brothers' lighters.

The fact that Lao Xia Tou became the director of Shilan Middle School really surprised him, but the level of shock was only average, far less than when the other party became the principal and talked about his fallacies at the flag-raising ceremony.

"By the way, how did you know this news?" Lu Mingfei neatly placed the assignments in the upper right corner of the table, turned his head and concentrated on whispering to Liu Yuning.

It stands to reason that given Lao Xia Tou's temperament, this kind of high-level game should not get so bad that even a child like Liu Yuning knows about it.

"Hi, our family is a little bit well-connected." Xiao Liu's index finger and thumb were bent into a circle, with only a square inch difference between the fingers.

Although his family runs a video store, they also run a movie theater and sell electrical appliances. Wealthy families often come to them to order various imported electrical appliances, and they have a large customer base and a wide network of contacts.

"In addition to your father, your senior brother's family also purchased shares of Shilan Middle School, but for some reason it was not under the name of the Lu Group, but under his mother's name."

"Ah?" Lu Mingfei was stunned when he heard this, and for some reason, something flashed through his mind...

Stop! Don't think about it, it would be rude to think about it any more!

Senior brother and Uncle Xia are not that kind of people, so there must be something fishy about this matter.

"Brother Zhuge, please elaborate!"

Liu Yuning spread his hands: "What's there to say? Chu Zihang is not old enough, so it will be in his mother's name."

"That's it. I thought that senior brother also had a disobedient heart. It really scared me to death." Classmate Xiaolu stroked his chest, feeling guilty for his random thoughts just now.

Alas, the senior brother has changed. In the past, they were good brothers who talked about everything and shared everything with each other as soon as possible. But now the senior brother has his own little secret.

Lu Mingfei shuddered, knowing that there was already a sad, thick barrier of lies between him and his senior brother.

The creator of that thick barrier is named Xia Di.

"Old Xia Tou, you wantonly sow discord between our brothers. You are really a Xia, Shang, Zhou, Jie and Zhouyou!"

…

In the capital, the famous Chen Family Manor has completely become a thing of the past.

After the death of the head of the Chen family, there was no sign of human activity in the Chen family manor. All forces learned the news immediately, but only the Dragon Group, and the leader of the Dragon Group, dared to take the risk to investigate. Ye Fan personally led the team into the manor to search.

Although the other mixed-blood families were powerful, they did not dare to go against the authorities. As for the group of people in the Chinese branch of the executive department, since Ye Fan had breakfast with their minister Li Xiaoxuan, they consciously withdrew the spies planted in the Dragon Group, saying that everyone would share intelligence in the future and would definitely help if they needed help.

Everyone knew how true or false this was, but at least on the surface, the Dragon Group was the largest and most authoritative official mixed-blood organization in the country with formal law enforcement power. Other forces should step back a little, otherwise they would not blame anyone if they accidentally exposed some secrets and were covered up and attacked.

However, Ye Fan had just been in contact with the mixed-blood society for a short time. He was frightened by the hideous and terrifying corpse after entering the main house of the Chen family. He almost vomited on the spot in horror.

Fortunately, his men were all carefully selected elite troops, so they were not disgusted by this tattered and patched body part combination. Instead, there was a guy who was a forensic doctor who was very interested in analyzing how much pain the other party had suffered before his death, and seriously suspected that the other party was killed by pain instead of dying from severe injuries.

Because the topic was too heavy, Ye Fan did not participate. He led people into the study and took the elevator to the laboratory 50 meters underground.

There were corpses everywhere along the way, but their deaths were very peaceful, just their heads rotated 360 degrees and their necks twisted into a knot, which was considered to be a complete corpse.

While Ye Fan was staring at the corpse in the laboratory, which was almost exactly the same as the one in the main hall, with a puzzled look on his face, the other members who were searching separately made a new discovery.

About 20 meters away from the laboratory, there was a room marked as experimental materials. After violent unlocking, a mirror image like purgatory was revealed inside.

There were dozens of biological culture chambers in the room where materials were stored. They were filled with light green unknown liquids, and in them floated corpses that had been dismembered to the point of being in disarray. Some had their chests opened wide and all their internal organs removed, some had only a skull left and their skulls sawed in half to reveal a pale white brain, and some had even had their bones, blood and flesh completely disassembled, leaving only a complete set of nervous systems.

Not only that, there were several huge freezers next to the laboratory, which stored countless dissected body organs and tissues, which were carefully classified and labeled accordingly.

Looking at the unfamiliar names and the young ages, as well as the life states during the dissection in the notes, everyone present wanted to tear the owner of this laboratory to pieces.

In the corner, there were randomly piled up body fragments, and even the careless forensic doctor could no longer remain calm after seeing this scene.

"Huh~" Ye Fan exhaled a puff of smoke lightly, sat on the chair and looked at the news from the south, with a smile in his eyes:

"I didn't expect you to do such a big thing just to become the director of Shilan Middle School."

It's good that there is something to tie him down, so that this guy won't wander around like a moving natural disaster and worry the senior management.

"Knock knock~"

The knock on the door sounded, and the person outside the door pushed the door open after getting permission.

This is a young man who looks a bit like Ye Fan, with excellent bloodline, and the awakened word spirit is also very suitable for the work of the Dragon Group. He is a talent recruited by the Dragon Group as an exception.

At this time, he was holding a baby in his arms, with a handsome face and a helpless smile: "Second uncle, the target is back."

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaosheng." Ye Fan patted his nephew's shoulder, "When we have enough manpower, you can go back to school after this period of busy work."

"It's a small matter, I'm glad I can help." Ye Sheng shook his head and handed the baby to Ye Fan: "Uncle, who is this child? I saw that those people from the Chen family didn't forget to take him with them when they escaped. Could it be the child of the head of the Chen family?"

"That's right, this is indeed that person's child, but his life is a bit miserable." Ye Fan took the baby in the cradle and held it in his arms with a skillful posture:

"In the eyes of the Chen family, he is just a relatively important tool. Because of some special reasons, he always keeps this young posture and doesn't even have a name."

"What's his name?"

"Key."

"It's really ugly." Ye Sheng frowned, "Then how should we arrange him next? We can't use him as a tool, right?"

The young man had justice in his heart and couldn't bear to see the baby in the cradle become a tool.

"The organization will adopt him later." Ye Fan gently stroked the delicate face of Yaoshi, who was sleeping soundly, and put his pink fingers into his mouth to suck.

"Then give him a name, how about Chen Hansheng?"

"It sounds like a scumbag." Ye Fan shook his head, feeling sorry for his nephew's naming ability: "Just take my last name."

He leaned in front of the baby with a kind smile:

"From today on, your rough fate will be corrected, and your physical defects will be completely repaired.

From now on, you will be called-Ye Xiu."

It's the end of the month, and the humble artillery asks for a monthly ticket (／_＼)