"A greedy old bastard, if I give you a few colors, you can open a dyeing workshop."
"Do you think everyone is so stupid and is being fooled by you?"
"You really think I have no temper, do you?"
Zhou Xing grabbed the other party's collar and pulled hard.
The dean who was sitting there staggered immediately and almost fell to the ground, looking miserable.
He didn't want this.
Corruption on campus, arrogant instructors...
These basically have nothing to do with him.
The implications are too complex.
But the dean's face really made him unable to stand it.
Huang Hui is certainly hateful.
All he can do is bully the new students during military training.
But this greasy, fat middle-aged man in front of him is the dean of a school and manages the entire music department with tens of thousands of students.
His every move, every word and every deed is closely related to the students.
He is in his position, but he does not seek his position.
Corpse meal!
I don't think about how to benefit students, my mind is full of filth and filth, and how to make money.
This kind of person is a complete cancer in the school.
There are already enough injustices in real life.
The other party is a good teacher, but he still reaches out to the students, which adds countless stench to this ivory tower.
Even Zhou Xing, who has lived for two generations, cannot deal with this kind of person indifferently.
Anger surged in my heart.
The dean also did not expect that Zhou Xinghui would suddenly become violent.
After he reacted, he tried his best to struggle away.
But as he was getting older, he neglected to exercise and indulged in drinking, sex and wealth. How could he be the rival of the young and powerful Zhou Xing?
Although he tried his best, Zhou Xing's hands were like iron hoops, firmly grasping his collar and not moving at all.
The dean's face turned red, but it didn't help.
"presumptuous!"
His face quickly darkened, he slapped the sofa with his hand, and said angrily: "I am your dean, and as a student, not only do you have no respect for teachers, but you dare to attack me, and your behavior is extremely bad.
I must report it to the school and punish you!"
"Are you worthy?"
After Zhou Xing heard this, he said with a sarcastic face: "You are a role model and you are still in a high position."
"The instructors bullied the freshmen wantonly, but you turned a deaf ear and indulged your subordinates. You did not seek the welfare of the students and only thought about how to make money."
Zhou Xing patted the dean's face: "I really think I don't know what your plans are, but you really dare to speak up. I'll give you 50 million. Do you have the ability to afford it?"
“I’m not afraid of getting bloated!”
When the dean heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
His expression gradually calmed down and he sighed: "Classmate Zhou, is there any misunderstanding between us?"
"The fifty million I proposed is just to help you resolve your demands."
"After all, this is a donation, and the school is responsible for it from beginning to end. It has nothing to do with me at all."
The dean said earnestly: "As a new student, how can I profit from you? As the dean, it is my duty to solve problems for students."
"I have nothing to hide about the instructor team. It's not that I don't want to take care of it. It's true that there is nothing I can do about it. I feel deeply guilty about it, and I promised you that I will report it to the school. As for whether they will handle it or not, or
How long, I am just a dean and I really do not have the ability to solve it."
"Besides, it's your freedom whether to donate or not. I have no right to interfere. It's up to you to make your appeal from the beginning to the end. I'm just trying to find a way to solve it for you. There's no way I'm trying to get you to donate."
The dean took a deep breath and then said: "Of course, I am also responsible for this matter. Maybe I said something wrong and caused you to misunderstand, which made you so angry. It is normal for young people to be angry.
I am also a person who has been through this, so I can understand.”
"If there is any misunderstanding, we can just sit down and talk it out slowly."
"Let it go first...if the donation thing doesn't work, let's think of other ways together. What do you think?"
Zhou Xing looked at the dean performing there and sneered: "Misunderstanding?"
As expected of someone who has been the dean for so many years, he is extremely skilled in Tai Chi.
There was no problem at all in the words.
Inexperienced people may even wonder if they really misunderstood the other party.
But he......
Not that easy to cheat.
"You haven't learned the duties of a dean. You are extremely good at shirk responsibilities. Most people may have been fooled by you after hearing what you said."
"Zhou Xing!"
Seeing that his words had no effect on Zhou Xing, the dean looked a little sulky and said in a more serious tone: "Do you know what you are doing now and what are the consequences of this matter?"
"Break into the dean's office and attack me. I am your dean, and I am also your teacher. This is enough to give you a serious demerit, or even expel you!"
"Your parents let you come to school so that you can study, not to disrespect the teachers and act recklessly."
After the dean finished speaking, he advised earnestly: "If you let go now, I can forgive you. Young people will make mistakes, especially you as a freshman. These are normal. But if you are stubborn, don't blame me.
Take it seriously!"
"You don't want your parents to see you being expelled or even having a criminal record!"
Zhou Xing narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's too soft, now it's time to get hard, right?"
"Zhou Xing, don't go astray!"
The dean's face darkened again, and he lost his patience: "I'm giving you a warning now..."
The words are not finished yet.
He then noticed that Zhou Xing clenched his fist and kept enlarging it in front of him.
Finally it hit him hard in the face.
There was a click.
Broken nose bridge.
Blood surged.
The dean screamed like a slaughtering pig. He did not expect that Zhou Xing would actually dare to attack him.
He covered his nose, and blood flowed from the seam of his hands. The severe pain almost made him extremely angry, and the hand pointing at Zhou Xing was trembling.
"How dare you attack the teacher!"
"Students like you who are lawless, bully superiors and deceive subordinates, and have no respect for teachers and moral character are not worthy of being in our school!"
"I'm going to expel you. Keeping people like you in the school will only bring discredit to the school!"
The dean was furious: "I will also call the police and let you be punished by law. Let's see what other school will admit a scum like you in the future!"
"security guard!"
The dean shouted: "Come quickly!"
"Snapped!"
Zhou Xing's slap knocked back the dean's words.
His eyes were so sharp that he actually wanted to threaten others and treat them like three-year-old children.
Zhou Xing pushed it casually, and the dean fell to the ground like throwing away garbage.
He was gasping for air, dripping with blood, and looked extremely ferocious.
Zhou Xing tidied his clothes and made sure there were no blood stains. Then he sat down on the sofa and looked at the other party calmly: "Let me introduce myself again. My name is Zhou Xing. My father's name is Zhou Xing."
Zhou Jianping."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand my dad. I'll give you time to understand. Of course, you can also take advantage of this time to call the police or punish me."
"But we can try and see who gets out of the school first!"