No one disliked compliments, and Fang Huohuo was no exception.
He looked at Lu Chaoge, his handsome face slightly embarrassed, and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. I just achieved a little bit of extraordinary results in an ordinary position."
"…" Lu Chaoge thought to herself, 'That's right, but why does it feel strange and absurd when it comes from Fang Yan's mouth?'
Seeing that Lu Chaoge did not speak, Fang Yan pretended to be indifferent, but very concerned, and asked, "There's only verbal praise from the school leaders, and no physical rewards?"
"I'm going to buy Rosefinch," Lu Chaoge said.
Fang Yan was shocked and said, "You don't have to be so polite, right? Although I've made some contributions to the school, it's something I should do. You don't have to give me the whole Rosefinch, do you? "
Fang Yan quickly calmed down, thought about it seriously, and said, "Is it because I helped you before? If it's because of that, I'm willing to accept it. "
Lu Chaoge was now the second largest shareholder of Longtu Group, and she was a super-rich person with a net worth of billions. If she bought a school for him because she was grateful for his selfless help and life-saving grace … it was completely understandable.
Lu Chaoge looked at Fang Yan calmly and said, "You've already used your results to prove to everyone that this teaching method is excellent and effective. However, if I want to promote it to the whole school, there will still be a lot of resistance … So, I want to buy Rosefinch. "
"I'll be the principal?"
"I'll be the principal."
"You'll be the principal yourself? Aren't you going to work at Longtu Group? Chairman or general manager or something? "
"Yes. I'll continue to stay at Rosefinch. "
"What about me?"
"Rosefinch Senior High School's Class 9 form teacher and language teacher."
"…"
"Class 9 needs you. The practice and consolidation of Fang's Scene Reenactment Teaching Method also needs you … We need better results to support my teaching reform. I need you to lead the students of Class 9 to achieve even more outstanding results and create even more dazzling miracles. "
"The higher the position, the greater the responsibility. The greater the responsibility, the higher the official position, right? "Fang Yan decided to bargain with Lu Chaoge. "Rosefinch Secondary's Managing Vice-Principal, Class 9's homeroom teacher and language teacher, I think this new position suits me very well."
"That's what you think," Lu Chaoge said. If an overly young guy who had only been teaching for less than two months was appointed as the school's vice principal, the students' parents would begin to doubt the quality of the school's teaching.
Fang Yan's resume was too thin. He needed to produce more achievements … or at the very least, he needed to wait for more years.
"…"
"Let's schedule a time to talk to Director Zheng," Lu Chaoge said. "I think if you propose it, he'll consider it carefully."
Zheng Tiancheng's weakness was in Fang Yan's hands. If Fang Yan proposed a purchase plan to Zheng Tiancheng, Zheng Tiancheng would indeed consider it. Of course, the key was to make Zheng Tiancheng profitable.
"You want the horse to run, but you don't give it grass. How can you be a leader?" Fang Yan said with a bitter smile.
After saying that, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with what he said.
At this moment, Fang Yan's cell phone rang.
He took out his cell phone and looked at the caller ID. It was his grandmother's house number.
Fang Yan answered the phone and said with a smile, "Grandmother? Is that you? "
His grandmother's doting voice said, "Brat, how do you know it's me? Can't it be your grandfather? "
Fang Yan said with a smile, "If grandfather wants to talk to me, he'll call me directly to the study to talk."
"You're smart. Fang Yan, come home for lunch today. "
"Grandmother, this afternoon I may …"
His grandmother directly interrupted Fang Yan's explanation and said, "Call Little Lu. I haven't seen her for a few days, and I really miss her. Is the injury on her leg all right? Little Lu is usually busy with work. You have to take care of her and don't let her fall or hurt herself … "
"You can talk to her directly." Fang Yan handed over the phone and said to Lu Chaoge, "My grandmother wants to talk to you."
Lu Chaoge took the phone, and a rare smile appeared on her face. Her voice also became soft and charming. She said, "Grandmother, are you looking for me?"
"…" Fang Yan was speechless as he looked at Lu Chaoge, who was chatting with her grandmother in a low voice. He wondered if there was any misunderstanding between them.
…
…
The negotiation was very successful. Lu Chaoge bought all of Zheng Tiancheng's shares of Rosefinch High School at a premium of 20%.
Zheng Tiancheng looked at Fang Yan and said with a sigh, "I've seen you twice, and I've lost twice. I, Zheng Tiancheng, have never been so passive in my life. Fang Yan, you're my nemesis. "
Fang Yan waved his hand with a smile and said, "The first time was not Director Zheng's loss, but Young Master Zheng's. This time, it's not Director Zheng's loss, but Director Zheng's win … Who would refuse a person who gives them money? "
Zheng Tiancheng laughed and patted Fang Yan's shoulder hard, saying, "Rosefinch Secondary is too small. It's really unfair for you to be a teacher … My original promise is still valid. If you're willing to work for me, I'll give you all I promised. No, I'll give you double. If you have any conditions, we can also talk about it in detail. "
"To be honest, Director Zheng's conditions made me very tempted. I've also hesitated countless times about whether to work for Director Zheng … However, I still decided to refuse Director Zheng's invitation and sincerely apologize to you. "
"Why?"
"I can't bear to part with those children's clear eyes and happy smiling faces," Fang Yan said.
"…"
After refusing Zheng Tiancheng's invitation, on the way back to school, Lu Chaoge couldn't help but ask, "Are you really refusing Zheng Tiancheng's luxury car, mansion, and high salary because you can't bear to part with those children's happy smiling faces and clear eyes?"
"Not exactly," Fang Yan said. "I don't think his female secretary is as good-looking as you."
"…"
Fang Yan glanced at the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "We're being followed."
Lu Chaoge's eyes were cold as she asked, "Who could it be?"
"I also think it's strange," Fang Yan said. "Logically speaking, you've already become a major shareholder of Longtu Group. What's done is done, and others have no reason to touch you anymore … Who could it be?"
"Call the police," Lu Chaoge said.
"Not for the time being." Fang Yan said, "Aren't you curious about who is hiding in the dark like a rat in a sewer and biting people?"
"Don't take risks."
"Trust me," Fang Yan said.
Fang Yan jerked the steering wheel, and the car rushed in a direction that deviated from the original route. The car behind him didn't hesitate and immediately followed.
"They're quite open and aboveboard. They're following us in such a high-profile manner. " Fang Yan said with a sneer, "Either they're skilled and bold, or … they're a group of idiots. I really hope it's the latter. "
The car sped all the way through the bustling city, through the remote streets, past the suburban houses, and finally arrived at the edge of the Yantian Port.
This was an abandoned port. Ever since the construction of the Huacheng Port in the east, this place had been deserted. The weather was harsh, and there were no signs of people. The port looked dilapidated.
Screech!
The black Buick SUV that followed closely behind stopped.
Two men in black suits in the car looked around vigilantly, and then their eyes fell on the champagne-colored BMW that was parked in the middle of the square of the port.
The windows were transparent, and they couldn't see anyone in the car from where they were.
The two men looked at each other, and then they opened the door and got out of the car.
They reached into their pockets, took out their pistols, and pulled out the safety bolt. The two men held their guns and carefully surrounded the BMW.
The bald man stared up, and the muzzle was pointed at the car door, ready to kill the enemy that rushed out of the car at any time.
The man with the crew cut leaned down at a 90-degree angle, and with one hand on the ground, he raised the gun with the other hand and aimed at the chassis of the BMW. He was worried that the target would hide underneath and launch a surprise attack.
They attacked from the top and attacked from the bottom, and they cooperated well.
There was nothing suspicious in or out of the car!
Where was he?
The two men were well-trained, and they immediately looked around with their backs against each other, ready to find the enemy that might be hiding in the dock's cargo container or somewhere else.
"Are you looking for me?" Fang Yan stood beside them with a smile and asked aloud.
Fang Yan didn't go far, and he had been hiding by the side of the BMW.
However, he wasn't in the car, nor was he in the bottom of the car. Instead, he used "Gecko Climbing" to hang his body on the door on the other side of the BMW.
The men in black didn't find any trace of Fang Yan in the car, and thought that Fang Yan was hiding in the junk container not far away. This gave Fang Yan the time and opportunity to quietly approach them.
The two men were shocked, and they raised their hands to shoot.
Fang Yan wouldn't give them the chance to shoot. He slashed with his hands twice, but only a "kacha" sound could be heard.
The two pistols fell to the ground at the same time, and the two men's arm bones were broken at the same time.
Fang Yan tiptoed, and a black pistol left the ground and flew back into the air.
He picked up the pistol, put the muzzle on the bald man's head, and said with a smile, "Guess if there are any bullets in this gun?"
"…"
The bald man didn't guess.
Because he knew better than anyone that there were six bullets in the gun. It was full.
This was his gun!
Pa!
Fang Yan slapped the long-haired man next to him in the face. The long-haired man's mouth was bleeding, and there was a purplish-red handprint on his face.
He looked at Fang Yan angrily, feeling that he had been slapped in the face for no reason at all.
"Guess why he didn't guess?" Fang Yan asked.
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