After finishing everything, Zhang Qingyun raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was almost noon. He remembered that he would go to his father's school to help him stamp his retirement report today. After thirty years of education, his father can finally rest and enjoy his old age.

Because it was a private matter, Zhang Qingyun fought by himself. The school Zhang Denian taught was Chengguan Town Yipeng Primary School. In Dongcheng District, the school is not big, but there are many students. In a poor county like Yongping, Chengguan Town Yipeng is the best primary school. Parents who want their children to become successful in the county are eager to send their children to school here.

However, Zhang Qingyun had never been to school here. When he was a child, Zhang Denian was just a private teacher in the countryside. Of course, Zhang Qingyun did not have the opportunity to go to school here. Zhang Denian was diligent and studious, devoted himself to his work, taught and educated for decades, and his reputation became better and better. Finally, he was attracted by Yi Zhongxiao and came here to work for the last 8 years of his career.

When we arrived at the school gate, an old lady was guarding the gate. Zhang Qingyun talked about the situation. The old man politely pointed out the way to Zhang Qingyun.

Zhang Qingyun walked into the school gate and remembered what the aunt said just now. He shook his head secretly. There were quite a lot of flowers in the elementary school, but there was actually a principal's office. Moreover, there were positions such as director and deputy director in the office. It seemed that educational institutions really needed to be streamlined and rectified.

As soon as the primary office building stood opposite to the teaching building, there was a shade of trees coming in from the school gate, and a straight road led directly to the office building. Without much effort, Zhang Qingyun followed the instructions of the aunt and found a door with the principal's office sign on the third floor.

The office was very large, with seven or eight office seats arranged inside. Zhang Qingyun stood at the door and saw a few people chatting. He knocked on the door and asked politely:

"May I ask, is Principal Ma here?"

After a while, there was no movement, and several people still chatted. Among them, there was a man in his forties, with fat, fat, small eyes and an ambiguous smile on his face. After a long time, he glanced at this side and said in a urn:

"No! Didn't you see the Education Bureau coming to check today?"

Zhang Qingyun frowned and thought to himself, why the teacher is of such quality, but he still said patiently:

"Then, this teacher, where can I find him? I have something urgent to ask him!"

A trace of discomfort flashed between the fat man's eyebrows, and he stood up and said, "What's wrong with you? You're not here anymore. I'm talking nonsense. Which class does your child study in? The school has repeatedly emphasized that parents should not run to school without any trouble, and they have to look at the time when they walk the back door, right?"

Zhang Qingyun's face changed. Seeing this guy's official voice and mean tone, could he be one of the principals? He said this very mean enough. As a person on the education front, he was so unrestrained, which was really too insulting to be gentle!

When several other people in the office saw Zhang Qingyun's expression wrong, they thought he was too embarrassed. One of the middle-aged female teachers in the 30-year-old was busy:

"This parent, Principal Ma is indeed not here. The Education Bureau has a leader inspected today. If you have anything, you will tell Principal Wu that the same thing. Today he is on duty. Principal Ma is about to be transferred to Chengguan Town Middle School. From now on, Principal Wu will be the head of the primary school." After she said that, she pointed to the middle-aged fat man.

The fat man obviously enjoyed it very much, and there was a smile on his face. He glanced at Zhang Qingyun with a reserved look, walked to the office seat and sat down, and began to speak.

Zhang Qingyun sneered, thinking that the Education Bureau is blind. Can anyone with this quality become a principal?

"Then, this teacher, do you know where Principal Ma and the leaders of the Education Bureau are now? I used to ask him one thing." Zhang Qingyun ignored the fat man and said to the female teacher directly.

The middle-aged female teacher looked embarrassed and looked at the fat man with some embarrassment. The fat man snorted coldly, obviously very annoyed by Zhang Qingyun's failure to go on the road. She was writing and painting on the table, pretending not to see it.

Zhang Qingyun's face turned pale, and she closed her mouth again, turned around and left. As soon as she walked to the entrance of the stairs, she saw a group of people coming up from the stairs, and everyone pointed and watched everywhere.

"Huh? Director Zhang, Director Zhang, are you Director Zhang?"

Zhang Qingyun glanced at him and called him a middle-aged man about 50 years old. He was tall and thin, with golden eyes and looked very elegant. Zhang Qingyun was stunned for a while before recalling that this man was Director Tian Lang of the Education Bureau. He hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"Why did Director Zhang come to school today? I remember you don't have children yet?" The two of them shook hands and Tian Lang said politely. Then, he turned his head and said to everyone next to him:

"Come on, come on, Principal Ma, Lao Chen, Lao Qian, come and meet me. This is Director Zhang of the County Party Committee Office..."

Several people rushed forward and shook hands with Zhang Qingyun one by one, with a little restrained attitude. Everyone could see that Director Tian was very respectful to this young man. He was also the leader of the county party committee, who dared to take it lightly?

After the greetings, Zhang Qingyun also explained his purpose. After the first round, Principal Ma Yun heard it and saw Zhang Qingyun's expression, he immediately understood the whole story. Fatty Wu in the office is his mortal enemy. Who is that person? How could he not know?

Tian Lang's face changed drastically. Fatty Wu was his nephew. He knew his character even more. He was arrogant and domineering. He had just created the conditions to help this guy straighten him, but he might have to get involved in this matter.

He knew about Zhang Qingyun’s deeds in Yongping. Wu Zhiqiang was so smeared by him that he was looking for his teeth, let alone the director of his own clear water yamen?

"Director Zhang, this... this... or else we all go upstairs together, Principal Li, go and get things done for Director Zhang immediately." Tian Lang said incoherently.

"Don't, don't bother you too much. You have a job and keep busy. I will only lend Principal Li a few minutes and ask him to help my father stamp it. The old man has bad legs and feet." Zhang Qingyun smiled, then he nodded to Jack Ma, and the two went upstairs together.

Tian Lang's expression changed, Zhang Qingyun became more polite and he felt even more unsure. Seeing the two of them going upstairs, he winked at the people behind and followed him happily.

As soon as he entered the office, Jack Ma immediately warmly greeted Zhang Qingyun and ordered tea to be served. He was extremely enthusiastic and made everyone in the office confused. Jack Ma even angrily scolded several teachers, saying that they were not good at work and that the guests were receiving the guests were messed up, which damaged the reputation of the school.

"Oh! I said why is it so awesome? It turns out that I am really familiar with Principal Li! Isn't it about to deliver coal and vegetables to the school cafeteria again?" The fat man said in a gloomy tone, with a mean tone and arrogant expression. It seems that he didn't take Jack Ma seriously at all. In his eyes, Zhang Qingyun was a tiny boy, and he had never thought about other aspects at all.
Chapter completed!