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"The method has been given to you."

"As for how to do it."

"Think about it for yourself!"

That's all for this.

Yang Haiyang did not continue to bewitch Yan Jiecheng either.

because.

Some things can be done just right.

Once passed, it will be counterproductive.

although.

At this moment, Yan Jiecheng didn't say a word.

but.

Yang Haiyang could tell that Yan Jiecheng was moved.

Do your own family.

Other families may pay attention to unity, blood is thicker than water, family love is priceless, and so on.

Will not do such a thing.

However, the Yan family can definitely do it.

When Yang Haiyang finished talking about the so-called method.

At the beginning.

Yan Jiecheng was still very angry, and it was all on his face.

after all.

It sounds nice to say that righteousness kills relatives.

Isn't it just that the son cheated on the father?

If this goes out, it becomes a joke.

Can be biased.

Yan Xiecheng listened to Yang Haiyang's last important point.

It is an honor to kill relatives righteously.

Awards can bring unimaginable added value.

In this day and age, how to get promoted.

Even if you are not an official.

How to raise salary.

How to transfer to a good position.

Isn't it necessary to be active and have a good reputation?

Yan Jiecheng, who has inherited the essence of the Yan family's calculations, has carefully considered this matter in his heart.

In his opinion.

If you can really take a step forward, you will be awarded the title of "Advanced Individual". It's a small thing to export evil spirits, but it's a big thing to gain a good reputation.

It was also because he knew the Yan family too well.

Yang Haiyang was able to explain the method to Yan so straightforwardly.

He wasn't afraid that Yan Jiecheng wouldn't be fooled.

This is a conspiracy.

For others, it might make sense.

But for the Yan family, who put personal interests first and calculated everything to the bottom of their hearts, this trick is unsolvable.

………………

The next day.

Red Star Primary School.

Yan Bugui, who was riding a bicycle, was full of energy.

It seemed that during this period of time, the little bit of unhappiness that happened in his family had been forgotten by him.

Older gingers are more spicy.

This old saying is not just talking.

after all.

Lao Tzu is Lao Tzu.

In terms of maintaining the collective policy of the Yan family, Yan Pugui can be said to be willing to spare.

Since ancient times, there have been many cheating sons.

And the father who cheated on his son.

It's rare.

but.

Yan Bugui did such a thing.

Go to my son's unit to make trouble.

Go to the relatives' house to make trouble.

This is the masterpiece of Yan Bugui and the three mothers.

Although face is good, but there is no benefit to benefit.

This old man's actions really verified Yan's family's policy of long-term peace and stability - eat as much as you can, drink as much as you want, and if you don't know how to calculate, you will be poor.

but.

Yan Pugui's good mood today came to an abrupt end from this moment.

because.

Not long after he entered the school, he was stopped by the dean.

"Director, what's the matter?"

Facing the dean, Yan Bugui didn't dare to pretend to be deaf and dumb, so he asked.

The dean frowned, looking at Yan Bugui in the wrong way: "The principal asked you to go to his office."

"The principal called me?"

Yan Bugui pointed to himself, unbelievably looking for the dean to confirm this matter.

"Don't keep the principal waiting."

Done.

The dean left.

Recently, the leadership team of Hongxing Primary School has been adjusted.

Vice-principal Li is getting old and wants to retire from his post.

This news.

Yan Bugui knew about it.

"Could it be that the headmaster sees that I have dedicated myself to the school and plans to promote me?"

Yan Bugui was suspicious and speculated.

My self-confidence is revealed at this time.

That sense of self-superiority, don't want it.

It can be said that there is no one left.

Of course, when it comes to being an official, Yan Bugui is not as enthusiastic as Liu Haizhong.

but.

If there is a pie in the sky, he is willing to open his mouth to eat it.

"Yan Bugui, Yan Bugui, unexpectedly, you will have today, and you will have a time of great success."

"Right!"

"In Hongxing Primary School, you are also a veteran."

"In terms of length of service, let me ask the teachers in the school, who can compare with you."

"Although the quality of teaching is a little bit worse, you have worked hard for the school these years."

Yan Bugui, who was muttering to himself, just walked towards the principal's office, dreaming about a bright future along the way.

The principal's office is here.

Here.

Yan Bugui raised his hand and was about to knock on the door.

Sudden.

The door opened.

A person walked out of the principal's office.

looking at the man.

Yan Bugui showed disbelief on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.

Yan Bugui was no stranger to this man who came out of the principal's office of Hongxing Elementary School.

It was his eldest son Yan Jiecheng.

As for why Yan Bugui was surprised.

Mainly because.

His son Yan Jiecheng doesn't work at Hongxing Primary School.

Not only that.

He has nothing to do with Hongxing Primary School.

and.

Depending on the situation, he didn't come to find himself.

This made Yan Bugui wonder why the eldest son came here.

The father and son passed by each other, looking at each other, and no one paid attention to the other.

If the family is in trouble like this, there is no one left.

"Is it Teacher Yan?"

"come in!"

It was the principal of Hongxing Elementary School who spoke, breaking this funny and interesting scene, and at the same time bringing Yan Bugui back to his senses.

"Principal, are you looking for me?"

Yan Bugui, who nodded and bowed, walked into the principal's office like a slave.

Just when Yan Bugui was expecting good things to come.

The principal of Hongxing Primary School, who was sitting at the desk, had already got up at this moment.

but.

Today, the headmaster of Hongxing Primary School did not look very good.

I don't know if I had a fight with my wife before going to work, or what.

Yan Bugui, who didn't see the name, was still smiling.

"Smile, smile, it's funny!"

The principal of Hongxing Elementary School made such an opening remark with a cold face.

Subsequently.

The leader of Hongxing Elementary School pointed at Yan Bugui like this: "Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan. What do you want me to say about you!"

Yan Pugui felt a little bit in his heart, even if he had no eyesight, he could see that something was wrong at this moment.

"Principal, what's wrong with me, me?"

Yan Bugui is still kept in the dark.

"Eat and get cards, there is a serious problem with your style of work."

"Using a little bit of power in your hand, you actually put your hand into the pocket of the student's parent. You really give our teachers a face!"

"Before, I heard that you have bad conduct."

"However, considering that you are an old comrade and this matter is groundless, I didn't bother with you."

"But……"

At this moment, the exasperated headmaster could no longer speak.

"Principal, don't listen to people's nonsense. This is nothing to do. You don't know who I am!" Yan Bugui said righteously, "It must be some bastard who framed me, it must be like this of."

"Your son still framed you and falsely accused you!"

The principal of Hongxing Elementary School, with his hands behind his back, said word for word.

"what?"

Yan Bugui's eyes were wide open, and he was so dazed that he yelled uncontrollably.