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Chapter 109 Moral Kidnapping
The investigation was settled at this point.

Wang Zhe didn't even know.

As for the teacher who reported Wang Zhe, the investigation team found out after just two days.

However, in order not to destroy this teacher, the Education Bureau and the school do not intend to publicly criticize and punish him.

Two investigators came to the principal's office and asked the principal to find Wang Zhe.

After briefly introducing themselves, they told what had been reported anonymously before.

Only then did Wang Zhe know that someone was actually tripping him up behind his back.

Principal Wu Lie finally said:
"What happened to this teacher this time really shouldn't be done. But Mr. Wang Zhe, this teacher's achievements in the past are obvious to all. And his teaching level is also very high. We don't want to ruin it just because of this incident. He has lived his whole life. The meaning of the city bureau is that there is no public punishment, only private punishment and verbal criticism and education."

The two investigators also quickly said:

"Of course, this also requires the consent of Mr. Wang Zhe."

Wang Zhe sneered:
"Don't want to ruin his life? He wants to ruin mine."

What if this matter is not investigated in the end?
If someone with more intentions works a little harder, will Wang Zhe really become an embezzler of public funds?
In that case, which unit would dare to use him in the future?

He is not a soft persimmon, he is not a bully whoever wants to be bullied.

If you want to ruin my life, you have to be prepared for your own life to be destroyed.

Of course, it is impossible for him to destroy Wang Zhe for the rest of his life, after all Wang Zhe is a summoner.

But this cannot be a reason for you to frame me casually.

I am not the Holy Mother. I have to be tolerant and generous even after being framed by you.

I'm full?
Wang Zhe went on to say:

"If he succeeds in framing me, I will be ruined for the rest of my life. It would be very generous of me not to take revenge on him now. You still want me to forgive him? Why?"

The two investigators remained silent.

Principal Wu Lie thought for a moment and finally nodded:

"The nature of what that teacher did this time is too bad. Two investigators, we persuade Teacher Wang Zhe to be generous. This is completely moral kidnapping. We cannot do this."

The two investigators thought for a moment, and one of them said:
"Then Mr. Wang, you can put forward any suggestions for his punishment. We will report it. As for how to deal with it in the end, it is a matter for the higher-ups."

Wang Zhe thought for a while and said:

"I am ashamed to be a colleague with such a person. As long as I am not allowed to see him again in the future, you can handle the rest as you wish."

The two investigators understood.

Wang Zhe meant to fire that teacher.

They looked at each other and then said:

"We will report your suggestion and will reply to you soon."

Wang Zhe nodded:

"understood."

……

The reply came very quickly.

On the morning of the third day, Wang Zhe received a call from the leader of the Education Bureau.

The leader said:

"Mr. Wang Zhe, we have seen all your suggestions. After our bureau's research and decision, we will fire that teacher as you said. And a fine of 5 yuan will be imposed. The 5 yuan will be used in your The school is majoring in archery and has set up scholarships. What do you think?"

Wang Zhe nodded: "Yes, yes."

The leader said again: "It's just that there is still a suggestion in our bureau: not to make it public. In this way, it will be relatively easier for him to find other jobs."

Wang Zhe had thought of this result a long time ago.

Said: "As long as he doesn't appear in front of me again, you can do whatever you want with the rest."

That afternoon, the teacher had already left school.

When he walked out of the school gate, he turned his head and looked at the place where he had worked for 15 years.

His eyes were blurred with tears of regret.

He has feelings for this school.

In the past 15 years, how many students he has taught.

In the past 15 years, how many friends he has made here.

But now, all this seems to be far away from him.

He is so sorry.

If he had taught his students in a down-to-earth manner at the beginning and did not take those crooked paths, he would not have fallen to this point.

……

This afternoon, in a village at the foot of the eastern outskirts of Donglin City.

In a study in a villa.

Tang Moxuan, dressed in Tang suit, was standing in front of the desk.

Holding a large pen in his hand, he faced the snow-white rice paper on the desk.

Concentrated, with a thoughtful look on his brows.

The butler next to him has been in for a long time.

In the past, when he came in at this time, he always asked what was for dinner tonight.

But at this time the master was deep in thought, so he didn't dare to disturb him.

Can only stand there silently.

About 10 minutes later, Tang Moxuan seemed to have finally finished brewing.

The big scratch pen is full of ink.

When the pen falls, the wind and rain startle, and the word becomes weeping ghosts and gods.

The words are big and majestic.

It's like a black cloud turning over ink, and it's like an oolong taking off.

After writing, it was like someone who had been constipated for several days and hadn't gone to the toilet, finally pulled it out.

Feeling comfortable all over, I let out a sigh of relief.

The housekeeper quickly looked at the rice paper.

I thought: Is today 'good luck, eat chicken tonight', or 'eat dog tonight'?Or an upset stomach, 'eat a fart'?
Then, he saw the words on the snow-white rice paper, which were not what he thought.

Instead, the dragons and phoenixes are dancing, and the eight characters are drawn with iron hooks and silver hooks:

Can't write it, go fuck it!
The butler was stunned.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the study.

The butler opened the door and saw a young man outside.

A head of black hair, oily and smooth, as if it had been licked by a cow.

The golden eyes added a bit of gentle scum temperament.

A suit made him look gentle and refined.

It turned out to be the store manager of Tianranxuan, Liu Xiaoliu.

As soon as Liu Xiaoliu came in, he looked at the writing on the table.

Immediately praised:

"Old Tang's handwriting is getting better and better. It's majestic, like ninety thousand miles east of the river entering the sea; the handwriting is as dangerous as five thousand miles up the sky. Especially the content of the words - if you can't write it, go Damn—it looks like a temperamental person. The feelings of writing the book are perfectly integrated into the work."

"In terms of integrating emotions, it is no less impressive than Yan Zhenqing's "Manuscript for Nephew Memorial".

"Let's look at the single words: the first word 'write' seems messy to most people. But it perfectly shows the irritability of being unable to write a work."

"The second word 'no' is even more open and closed, showing that the calligrapher is getting more and more irritable. When people are irritable, they will naturally scribble when writing. This word perfectly shows that state."

……

"The last word ends with a dry pen. It shows that the calligrapher's emotions have been vented, and he is slowly returning to a calm state."

"In short, the whole story is a mere horoscope, but it can resonate strongly with people."

"It's bragging to say it's the number one peerless masterpiece of all time, but it's not an exaggeration to say it's the number one contemporary book."

Hearing this, Tang Moxuan laughed and nodded:

"You boy, I just wrote eight characters casually. You can make me the number one masterpiece in the world. Now I will give you a thatched adobe house in a rural field. If you don't make me unique A natural ecological single-family villa?”

Liu Xiaoliu chuckled and said:

"Old Tang, it may seem exaggerated, but everything I said is true."

(End of this chapter)