Dragon Ball Super Universe

Chapter 312

A day later, when the sky was bright in the morning, the pickup had already dressed and got up to go to work.

During the period of living here, Pika found a job that was quite suitable for him. He was a physical education teacher in a middle school. Over the years of living in the world, I think about how to become stronger and how to defeat the enemy every day. I am really tired.

"go to work?"

Watson looked at the pickup in a daze in his nightgown.

Pickup nodded and said, "Yeah, I think it's quite interesting to go to work."

"Hmm!" Watson sat on the chair and looked at the pickup with interest, and said with a smile, "I still remember that you told me that you were a powerful person in your company, so why didn't you work in the guards instead? Want to be a physical education teacher? I don’t think his character looks like an honest person who can teach and educate people, hahaha..."

As he said that, Watson burst out laughing. During this period of time, he saw a lot of the pickup's faults, such as being lazy, hating trouble, and domineering. Such a person is not suitable to be a teacher.

"Don't make fun of me, I told you too, I have worked as a teacher before, and I know the profession of teachers." Pickup looked at the time and said: "It's getting late now, I have to hurry Let’s go, or you will be deducted wages if you are late.”

"Yeah, it's time for you to go. We'll be there in two minutes!" Watson turned to look at his watch and teased.

It was already 58:[-], and the pickup school clearly stipulated that the teacher must arrive before [-]:[-], which was almost late.

"You!" Pickup shook his head helplessly, opened the door and looked around, pointed his finger between his eyebrows, and teleported to the roof of the middle school where he taught.

"Well, it's only 59, and it's still plenty!"

Carrying his briefcase, he trotted towards the office, which was on the top floor.

"Good morning!" Pickup pushed open the door and greeted the people inside with a smile.

But the atmosphere inside was very strange. There were originally three people in his office, and they were all physical education teachers, but now, the principal and director were all gathered in this small space.

Pickup asked suspiciously: "Principal, why are you here?"

The headmaster stroked his eyes, his expression extremely embarrassed, he stammered: "Mr. Pickup...it's actually like this..."

"Let me tell the principal!"

Seeing the principal stuttering, the director pushed the principal away in dissatisfaction, with a sly look in the little triangle's eyes.

"Mr. Pickup, you have been working in our school for almost a month. Do you think your work is going well?"

The director looked at the pickup with a half-smile.

Pickup frowned and looked at the director. This director can be regarded as a man with one hand covering the sky in the school. He is the director in the school because of his wealth and power. In fact, he has the final say on life and death in the school, but... ...But he is a snobbish eye, and he likes to curry favor with those upper-class celebrities, otherwise he would have no power.

"Director, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it openly. It's boring for you to go around like this!" Pika said unhurriedly.

"Okay! I just like people like you, but it's a pity..." He changed the topic, and took out a piece of paper from behind, with densely written words on it, and he showed a smirk.

"According to reports from insiders." He looked back at the teacher who came with him, and then said: "Our pickup truck teacher forced a student to pay him a protection fee of 4000 yuan on the third day of school. For a few days, I couldn’t help forcing the students to pay him protection money, and even threatened the female students to do dirty things for him..."

Pickup's face turned cold when he heard this. This shit was obviously fabricated, but he was not impulsive. Instead, he calmly recalled who he had offended in the past few days.

After counting and counting, there is only one, and that is Ivan from the Barron family.

"Hmph..." Pika sneered, and looked at the school director coldly, "Tell me, if there are any false things you want to accuse me, go on."

"I'll just... wait until it's all true. Do you want me to hand over the witness to you?" The director said dissatisfiedly. He was waiting for the pickup to resist. The harder the resistance, the more he The happier you are.

Pickup looked at the school director indifferently, just like looking at a clown.

"Okay, Mr. Pika, you really don't cry when you see the coffin, don't you, come in, you two!" He shouted towards the door.

Crunch!

Pushing the door open were two students, a male student with one eye who was very weak, and the other a female student who was very delicate.

The two of them walked up to the school director nervously. He patted the shoulders of the two students and said softly: "Come on, kid, don't be afraid! Tell me all the bad things Mr. Pickup did to you. I will give you justice."

His face was righteous, but his vicious eyes glanced at the pickup from time to time.

The female student suddenly burst into tears, pointed at the pickup, and screamed, "It's him, it's him...he's a demon..."

She squatted on the ground, buried her head between her legs, and sobbed uncontrollably. If it wasn't for Pika's sharp ears, she might really think that she is a demon who has done something to her.

Pickup heard the girl say softly, "With 1 yuan in hand, I can buy brand-name bags again."

The male student raised his eyes, his eyes showed a sly look, pretended to be a victim, and said, "Pickup... Teacher, tell me that if I don't give him money, he won't let me stay in this school , our family is very poor, my father..."

He also started to cry.

Pickup glanced at the school director with cold eyes like a knife, and he already knew why the master wanted to frame him. There was a smirk on the corner of Pickup's mouth, "You framed me, I won't let you have a better day today."

There was a red light in Pika's eyes, and he approached the man with glasses with murderous aura. The man with glasses trembled all over, as if he felt that he was in hell now, surrounded by devils, and they stretched out their minions to catch him.

There was a voice next to my ear, "The meat of a liar is the most delicious..."

"Ah... Director, return the money to you, I quit!"

He suddenly yelled, took out a wad of money from his pocket and threw it at the director, and ran out under the director's vicious eyes.

The school director took a deep breath, the matter could not be delayed any longer, he had to solve it as soon as possible, his vicious eyes swept around the teachers in the room.

They all lowered their heads and stopped talking, for fear that they would offend the school director.

"Mr. Pika, we are here today to tell you that our school does not want such an unscrupulous teacher like you."

"I understand, no matter how I explain, you won't listen, right!"

The director nodded proudly, the pickup truck walked past him, and said in a low voice: "People are doing it, and the sky is watching. If I accidentally crashed into a car when I went out that day, it would be fun, haha..."

"You..." The director pointed at the pickup.

"Hahaha……"

Pika walked away.

In the evening, in the director's office of the school.

The director took out the phone, dialed a number, and a voice came from the microphone.

"Hey, how are things going?"

He smiled flatteringly: "He has been fired by us, and..." He told the person on the other end of the phone what happened today, covering it up a bit.

"Well done, I will give you your reward."

The director hung up the phone with a greedy look in his eyes.

Suddenly there was a whoosh from the corner.

"Who?" the director suddenly shouted.

"Meow..."

A cat ran out of the corner.

"It turned out to be a cat!"

(End of this chapter)