Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

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. Some girls are jealous and even spread rumors about 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 military school with a strict system, he Everything I have said so far is very reasonable, and the opinions I have put forward are also very pertinent. The starting point is 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, the lights had to be turned off before 11 o'clock to go to bed. The highly 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 good babies who don’t touch the spring water with ten fingers and are afraid of breaking when held in their hands or 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.

In terms of 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 also 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, then regarding the school spirit and school discipline, just do as I say. It's up to you to discuss how to implement it." The 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 thought it was fun and just wanted to be the shopkeeper for fun. It was really troublesome for him to become the principal.

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

"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 have early love and dye their hair, arrive late and leave early. Or we need to be stricter about unexcused absences, and ask the head teachers of each class 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..."

"You don't need to worry about Director Yan." 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 Huanya 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 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." 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 is 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 table.

"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 really 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 matter 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 did surprise him, but the shock level was only average, far less than that 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. 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 in 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. However, 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 other mixed-race families are powerful, they do not dare to go against the official. As for the group of people from the Chinese branch of the executive department, since Ye Fan had a morning tea with their minister Li Xiaohan, they consciously placed themselves in the Long family. The informant in the group withdrew, saying that in the future everyone will share information and will help if there is any need for help.

Everyone knows how true this is and how false it is, but at least it is clear that the Dragon Group is the largest and most authoritative official mixed-race agency in the country and has formal law enforcement powers. Other forces should stay back, otherwise they will accidentally If any secret is exposed and is covered up and hit, there will be no one to blame.

It's just that Ye Fan has just been exposed to the mixed-race society for a short time. After entering the Chen family's main house, he was startled by the hideous and terrifying corpse. He almost couldn't help but vomited on the spot in horror.

Fortunately, his men were all carefully selected elite troops, so they were not nauseated by this tattered and patched combination of body parts. Instead, there was a guy with a background as a forensic doctor who was enthusiastically analyzing what happened to the opponent before his death. How much pain he suffered, and he seriously doubted that the other party was tortured to death alive, rather than died of excessive injuries.

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

There were corpses everywhere along the way, but their deaths were very peaceful, except that their heads were rotated 360 degrees and their necks were twisted into twists, which could be considered a complete corpse.

And just as Ye Fan stared at the corpse in the laboratory that was almost identical to the one in the main hall of the main house with doubts on his face, the rest of the scattered searching members made new discoveries.

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

There are dozens of biological culture chambers in this room where materials are stored, which are filled with an unknown light green liquid. There are dismembered and mutilated corpses floating in them. Some have wide open chests and all internal organs have been removed, and some have only one left. Half of the skull was sawed open to reveal the pale white brain, and some were even completely torn apart by bones, flesh and blood, leaving only a complete nervous system.

Not only that, there are several huge freezers placed next to the laboratory, which store countless dissected body organs and tissues. They are also carefully sorted into categories and labeled with corresponding labels.

Seeing the unfamiliar names, the youthful age, and the life state during the anatomy in the notes, everyone present wanted to tear the owner of the laboratory alive.

In the corner, there were randomly piled pieces of broken limbs. Even the arrogant forensic doctor could no longer maintain his composure when he saw this scene.

"Hoo~" Ye Fan blew out a puff of smoke, sat on a chair and looked at the news coming back from the south, with a smile in his eyes:

"I didn't expect you to pull off such a big trick just to be the school director of Shilan Middle School."

It's okay, there is something to tie him down, so that this guy won't wander around like a mobile natural disaster and affect the hearts of the senior officials.

"Knock knock~"

There was a knock on the door, and the person outside the door pushed the door open and entered after receiving permission.

This is a young man whose appearance is somewhat similar to Ye Fan. His bloodline is considered excellent. His awakened spirit is also very suitable for the work of the Dragon Team. He is an exceptional talent recruited by the Dragon Team.

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

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaosheng." Ye Fan patted his nephew on the shoulder, "When the manpower is sufficient, you can go back to school after you have been busy for a while."

"It's a small matter, as long as I can help." Ye Sheng shook his head and handed the baby to Ye Fan: "Uncle, who is this child? I saw that the Chen family didn't forget to take him with them when they ran away. Is it possible? Is he the child of the head of the Chen family?"

"That's right. This is indeed that person's child. It's just that his life was a bit more miserable." Ye Fan took the swaddled baby and held it in his arms skillfully:

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

"Then 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 has a righteous heart and cannot bear to see his infant child reduced to a tool.

"The organization will adopt him later." Ye Fan gently stroked Key's delicate face. He slept soundly, and put his pink fingers into his mouth to suck.

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

"Sounds like a scumbag." Ye Fan shook his head and regretted his nephew's naming ability: "Let's give him my last name."

He approached the baby with a kind smile:

"From today on, your rugged destiny will be revised, and the physical defects will be completely repaired.

From now on, just call me Ye Xiu. "

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