My past life exposure shocked the entire internet

Having been with Yong Dongyue for many years and being someone he single-handedly promoted, the director clearly knows how snobbish Yong Dongyue is.

In order to take the position of president of the Calligraphy Association before the age of fifty, Yong Dongyue did whatever it took.

Along the way, he stepped on the hard work of many people throughout their lives.

But before Yong Dongyue came to power, he was always good at pretending and knew how to take advantage of the situation.

It wasn't until he became the president of the Calligraphy Association that he began to gradually reveal his face and minions.

After many members of the older generation retired, Yong Dongyue began to vigorously develop his power and devoted himself to developing the calligraphy association into his own hall.

They all work under Yong Dongyue, and they all have some handles, so they can only listen to Yong Dongyue.

In front of a very influential older generation like Mr. Fu Lao, Yong Dongyue would choose to put away his ambition and treat him respectfully.

It is estimated that even Yong Dongyue himself would not have thought that he was just doing things according to his habits to please others, but it ended up being self-defeating.

Thinking of this, the director only felt funny and relaxed.

Even if he loses his position, at least he no longer needs to be oppressed by Yong Dongyue.

He lowered his head, followed Yong Dongyue, and returned to the conference room.

"Fu Lao, welcome to you..." When he saw that the senior officials of the Calligraphy Association and the judges of this youth calligraphy final were there, Yong Dongyue's expression changed slightly, and he already realized that something was wrong.

"Here we come." Mr. Fu Lao said with a calm expression, "There's no room, so don't sit down."

Hearing these words, Yong Dongyue's heart skipped a beat, but his face was still full of smiles, and he said respectfully: "I don't know what Fu Lao is looking for me in such a hurry."

Mr. Fu Lao didn't take his advice at all, and just asked calmly: "Are you leaving by yourself, or should I send you away?"

"..."

The entire conference room was silent.

Yong Dongyue's expression finally changed completely. His eyes were filled with disbelief: "Help the old man?!"

"It seems that you know very well what you have done." Mr. Fu Lao looked coldly, "You want to use this award to please me, but I don't need it at all. You won't give me the justice that Ye Xiaoyou has lost. I'll get it back for her!"

On the surface, this incident was just that Ye Turning was treated extremely unfairly and the awards were conducted in secret.

But Mr. Fu Lao knew that similar things had happened countless times in the mainland, so Yong Dongyue dared to copy it this time.

If it weren't for the fact that he and Ye Banlan got to know each other because of the remnant game of Go, would things have ended this time?

Calligraphy, in Mr. Fu Lao's opinion, is supreme and he will never allow it to be insulted like this.

Yongdong Mountain is even more incredible, I just feel like a bolt from the blue.

To turn the tide in one night, Mr. Fu Lao was allowed to mobilize so much force and force him to step down directly?

It took him more than 20 years of hard work to climb to this position. He has all the fame and fortune, and he is just waiting to retire and take care of himself.

How could it be ruined at such a critical moment?

Absolutely not!

"Fu Lao, misunderstanding, all misunderstandings!" Yong Dongyue was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "There was just a mistake during the award evaluation. The first place went to Miss Ye."

"Misunderstanding? I can't see it." Mr. Fu Lao said calmly, "I have always thought that Ms. Miao Fanghua is very good. She is above you in terms of skills, conduct, and character."

Miao Fanghua is the teacher who turned the tide in the first round of the competition this morning.

Yong Dongyue's face suddenly turned pale, and his lips trembled: "Help, help the old man..."

"Go and invite Ms. Miao." Fu Lao ignored him and ordered the assistant beside him, "Take over the position of president of the association. She will be very busy next."

The assistant responded and walked out quickly.

"Fu Lao!" Yong Dongyue, who had been arrogant for half his life, finally lowered his head completely. He cried bitterly, "Fu Lao, I was just obsessed for a moment. You can't treat me like this just because of this incident. I will change it! It will definitely change!”

"One thing?" Fu Lao looked at him coldly, "I have received a lot of good things about you here, plagiarism, stealing, stealing from others, taking kickbacks... You are the president of the president, which is really nourishing. It’s incredible!”

Just now, Yan Tingfeng sent an email to his mobile phone. The email was full of the evil things Yong Dongyue had done.

He did these things very covertly, and he held the power of the president of the Calligraphy Association. Even if a victim jumped out, he would be drowned out because his voice was too small, or he would choose to disappear due to coercion and inducement.

With a "thud" sound, Yong Dongyue's legs went weak and he collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely.

Mr. Fu Lao has been living in seclusion since his retirement. He is even harder to find than Yan Tingyue. How on earth did he know these things? !

Yong Dongyue knew clearly that after these matters were revealed to Mr. Fu Lao, not only would he be unable to retain his position as the president of the Calligraphy Association, but he would also be punished by law!

"Help the elderly." There was a knock on the door of the conference room. It was Miao Fanghua. She was very respectful. "You are looking for me."

"Yes, little friend Miao, come here." Mr. Fu Lao smiled a little, "I will tell you some things, and then you will take over the work of the president. You will have to work hard during this period."

Miao Fanghua was also shocked. She quickly realized that it was about today's selection.

After the finals, she was extremely angry and raised objections, but the superiors asked her not to meddle in other people's business and do her job well.

Miao Fanghua said seriously: "Yes, Fu Lao!"

**

Lin's house.

Ye Wanlan picked all the herbs, washed her hands, and asked Yan Tingfeng: "What did you give to Fu Lao?"

Yan Tingfeng would naturally not hide this matter from her. He smiled lightly and said lightly: "It's just some things done by the president of the Calligraphy Association."

"723 Bureau is fast." Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows, "As long as you want to check, no one can escape your eyes."

Yan Tingfeng heard the words, his eyelashes moved slightly: "Last year... when we met for the first time, I asked them to check You, have never been found. "

Ye Wanlan was very calm: "Then I will add another qualifier, except me."

"Yes, except Xiaowan." Yan Tingfeng smiled thoughtfully, "But in the future, with you here, they don't need to check you anymore."

"Alan." Lin Huaijin leaned out of the window and shouted, "It's time to eat, come here with Xiaoyan."

"Got it, uncle." Ye Wanlan wiped his hands, "Let's go."

Xu Peiqing and Lin Wuyu also arrived, and the five of them gathered around the dining table.

"Third brother's cooking skills are really getting better and better." Lin Wuyu said with a smile, "If I come to eat every day in the future, third brother, please don't find me annoying."

"You can't do without you." Lin Huaijin also smiled, "Eat quickly, the food will not taste good if it gets cold."

Lin Wuyu held the chopsticks, thought for a while, and said, "After get off work at noon, I saw the calligraphy finals on the Internet. I just want to say that Alan did a great job."

"Thank you for the compliment, aunt." Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "I have a strong tolerance, but there are many things that I don't need to tolerate."

"That's right." Xu Peiqing also nodded, "Alan, even if the Calligraphy Association bans you, you don't have to care. Your strength is here. I see that many people on the Internet are supporting you."

"I'm afraid they can't ban Xiaowan." Yan Tingfeng peeled a shrimp and put it in Ye Wanlan's bowl, smiling faintly, "It's some people's presidents who can't do it."

"...What?" Lin Huaijin and Lin Wuyu looked at each other, and they hadn't reacted yet.

Yan Tingfeng didn't speak again, but picked up another shrimp. .

His fingers were long and white, and even when he was peeling shrimp, he looked very elegant and noble.

At this time, the Internet was still discussing this matter.

[Insiders, I just received news that the Calligraphy Association has soft-banned Ye Wanlan. She will have a hard time in the calligraphy circle in the future. ]

[Ye Wanlan is too arrogant. Today's geniuses really don't know what humility is. ]

[I firmly stand with Ye Wanlan in this matter. The Calligraphy Association is unfair! There is still a secret operation in an open competition? What is there to compete for? It is better to give the first place to Fu Qiao. ]

[There is no way. This is the decision of the Calligraphy Association. Unless the president of the association is replaced, Ye Wanlan can only suffer this loss. ]

Just when the topic was hot, the official website of the Calligraphy Association refreshed a latest announcement.

Red, bold.

[Respectfully inform all calligraphy friends: Calligraphy Association President Yong Dongyue, Vice President Bao Boxi, Senior Member Lu Zihao... have resigned due to favoritism and fraud. This is hereby announced! 】

Thank you for your support, see you tomorrow~~