How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 320 The mentality is broken!
The story of Zhou Maoquan, the principal of Jiahua Art Examination Training Center, arranging for teachers from the school to impersonate teachers from other schools and sow discord in front of competitors quickly spread throughout the art examination training circle in Beijing.

Although there are occasional frictions during publicity and enrollment, they are all within a controllable range. But this is the first time I've seen someone as despicable and shameless as Zhou Maoquan.

His actions have crossed the line of competition and changed how his peers view him.

Previously, people thought that Zhou Maoquan was able to develop Jia Hua into one of the top five art exam training institutions in Beijing. Whether it was management ability or problem-solving ability, he was definitely top-notch in the industry. Even the heads of many small and medium-sized art exam training institutions regarded him as a role model.

But now, in addition to condemning Zhou Maoquan's behavior, people can't help but wonder if he has used the same shady methods during the more than ten years since Jiahua was founded.

Especially when he thought about the possibility that his own training school might have been schemed against by Zhou Maoquan, his anger surged even more, and he wished he could tear the other party to pieces to vent his anger.

Zhou Maoquan went from being a prominent figure in Beijing's well-known education and training institutions to a pariah overnight.

Previously, everyone in the art exam training industry fought their own battles, but today, everyone has a common enemy: Jia Hua Art Exam Training Center.

Zhou Maoquan single-handedly united the entire art exam training industry.

"Oh!"

Zhou Maoquan slammed his fist on the table, his face turning a liverish color with anger.

Standing opposite him were more than twenty employees from the organization, all of whom were teachers who had been sent out to hand out flyers the night before.

He originally wanted to incite conflict between Xingxiang and other training institutions, making Xingxiang a target for his peers to attack. But now, he has not only failed to gain anything, but has also gotten himself into trouble.

Xingxiang was not harmed; instead, he became a villain in the eyes of his peers.

Zhou Maoquan looked coldly at the teachers in front of him and said irritably, "Who was discovered last night and betrayed the organization?"

"..."

The office was silent. Everyone looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Selling out the organization?

Even if someone did such a thing, who would dare to say it out loud? At best, they'd get a scolding; at worst, they'd be fired.

Zhou Maoquan glanced around and, seeing that no one admitted it, became even angrier. Remembering that the first person to confront him was Zhao Shulian, the principal of Huanya Art Examination Training School, he immediately asked, "Who was handing out advertisements around Huanya last night?"

It was all arranged by Teacher Wang Dong who placed the advertisements, and it couldn't be kept secret. Soon, four teachers stepped forward.

Zhou Maoquan's gaze swept over the faces of the four employees, and after a while he asked, "Which of you was discovered by Huanya's people?"

"..."

The four teachers looked at each other, all with puzzled expressions.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Maoquan slammed the table again.

"Oh!"

"Speak quickly, who is it? Or have you all been discovered by Huanya's people?" Zhou Maoquan shouted.

"Principal, I didn't!"

"I do not have either!"

"Principal, I left right after handing out the flyers, so I didn't know what you were talking about."

"Me too!"

The four teachers answered in succession, all with innocent expressions, and none of them admitted to anything.

Zhou Maoquan gritted his teeth in anger. Zhao Shulian had made it very clear on the phone last night that the teachers from the other school recognized his teachers, so one of the four people must be lying.

Damn it, it's one thing to fool students and parents normally, but now they're even trying to fool the principal himself. This is outrageous!

Just because a tiger isn't showing its power doesn't mean it's a sick cat.
"You won't talk, huh? Fine, fine, fine!" Zhou Maoquan said "fine" three times in a row, his brows furrowed with rage about to erupt. He pretended to pick up his phone and stared at the four employees in front of him, saying, "I'll give you one last chance. If you confess, you can be treated leniently. But if I get the truth out of the principal of Huanya, it won't be as simple as just talking."

"..."

Zheng Gaoyuan clenched his fists tightly, struggling internally. He was wondering whether he should trust his own Principal Zhou or Principal Zhao of Huanya.

His own Principal Zhou said that he would be treated leniently if he confessed, but seeing how angry the other party was made him tremble. Meanwhile, Principal Zhao of Huanya had promised not to mention him on the phone.

After careful consideration, he decided to trust Principal Zhao of Huanya. After all, he knew his principal's character very well, as many promised benefits had never been fulfilled.

Liu Chenguang glanced around out of the corner of his eye, a hint of doubt creeping into his mind...

Why isn't Mr. Zhang Wu, who helped me hand out flyers last night, here?

Did you take sick leave and not come to work today?

Could it be that Teacher Zhang Wu has been discovered?

Liu Chenguang licked his lips, but ultimately didn't voice his thoughts. If the principal found out that he had gone to pick up his girlfriend halfway through distributing advertisements last night, he would definitely get a good scolding.

The other two teachers also remained silent, because they were unsure whether they had been recognized by Huanya's teachers while handing out advertisements.

More importantly, in order to leave work early, the two threw most of the advertisements into the trash can, and never saw the advertisements finished.

Zhou Maoquan was furious and immediately dialed Zhao Shulian's phone number.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Gaoyuan's heart immediately jumped into his throat.

Soon, a female voice came through the microphone.

"Hello, the number you dialed is currently busy. Please try again later..."

Zhou Maoquan frowned and dialed again after hanging up.

"Hello, the number you dialed is currently busy..."

Still the same result.

Zhou Maoquan stared at his phone screen, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Clearly, he had been blocked by Zhao Shulian.

Moreover, given their current relationship, even if the call goes through, Zhao Shulian most likely won't tell him.

dog woman!
Zhou Maoquan cursed inwardly.

According to the information he received, it was this Zhao Shulian who, after discovering his plan, immediately called the heads of other training institutions, which ultimately led to the other training institutions also discovering that Jia Hua, who was impersonating Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center, was also involved.

Zhou Maoquan stared intently at these employees, cursing their ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind.

He knew he wouldn't get anything out of them today, so he waved his hand, pointed to the door, and said impatiently, "Get out, all of you get out."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned to leave the office, as if staying even a second longer would mean catching some kind of disease.

Wang Dong walked at the very back, and after all the other teachers had left, he asked in a low voice, "Principal, are we sending anyone to hand out flyers again today?"

The security room still has tens of thousands of advertising fans that haven't been handed out yet.

Zhou Maoquan's anger, which he had just suppressed, flared up again instantly.

"Go to hell! Do you want me to be besieged by my competitors?"

"..."

Wang Dong shrank back, immediately lowered his head and hurried away, afraid of being scolded by the principal again.

Zhou Maoquan stared at the fan on his desk; at this moment, the advertising slogan about Xingxiang on it was so glaring.

He picked up the advertising fan and applied force in opposite directions with both hands. As a result, due to the material, the fan remained intact and was not torn in half.

Zhou Maoquan tore it a couple more times, but it was still intact. Finally, he threw it on the ground and stomped on it hard.

"Damn it, even you're going against me!"

"It's all you, it's all you!"

"You surnamed Zhang, I won't let you get away with this!" "..."

Just as Zhou Maoquan was venting his anger, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhou Maoquan stopped what he was doing, turned to look at the door, and shouted angrily, "Come in."

Wang Dong gently pushed open the door and quickly walked into the office, looking anxious.

"Principal, something terrible has happened! There are a lot of people handing out flyers outside!"

"What?" Zhou Maoquan frowned, immediately thinking that this was Zhao Shulian's revenge, so he asked, "Is it someone from Huanya Art Examination?"

“Principal, there are not only people from Huanya Art Exam, but also from Huaying, Yiying, Yuedian… in short, several training institutions,” Wang Dong said with a bitter face, then placed the flyers he had picked up on the principal’s desk.

It seems that the training institution that is now being condemned by everyone is not Xingxiang, but Jiahua.

"!!!"

Zhou Maoquan stood there, stunned, his eyes shifting from surprise to anger, and then from anger to worry.

If all competitors send people to Jia Hua's entrance to hand out flyers and poach students, how will the school recruit students in the future? Parents will be blocked outside the school gates by people from other training schools before they even get inside.

"Take me to see!" Zhou Maoquan said in a deep voice.

Wang Dong immediately led the way, feeling as if the six major sects were besieging Bright Peak. He wondered if Zhang Wuji would come to the rescue, otherwise Jia Hua's future days would probably be difficult.

The elevator stopped on the first floor.

Zhou Maoquan strode out and, as soon as he arrived at the hall, he saw many people standing outside the school gate, each holding a thick stack of flyers, which they handed out to parents coming in and out and passersby.

Parents and students who want to join have to overcome numerous hurdles, including receiving flyers and listening to recommendations, before they are finally allowed in.

Zhou Maoquan's face was gloomy, and he had never felt so angry as he did at this moment.

Yesterday, he only asked the teachers to hand out flyers around the training institution, but these people stood directly outside Jia Hua's gate to hand out flyers.

unacceptable!

What a bully!
Zhou Maoquan walked straight out the door and shouted at the people handing out flyers, "Who gave you permission to hand out flyers here? Get out of here right now!"

"It was our principal who said we couldn't leave until we'd handed out all the flyers we had," said a male teacher wearing a T-shirt with "Huanya Training" printed on it.

“That’s what our principal said too,” said another female teacher wearing a T-shirt with “Huaying Art Training” printed on it, looking quite confident.

"..."

Everyone retorted, no one was afraid, and no one left.

This is a task assigned by our own principal. With the leadership backing us up, what is there to be afraid of?

Moreover, with so many people handing out flyers around, if I leave, won't I be laughed at by my peers later?

It's okay to embarrass yourself, but you can't embarrass the school, and even more so, you can't embarrass the principal.

“You have disrupted the normal teaching order of our Jiahua Art Examination Training Center. If you don’t leave, I will call the police,” Zhou Maoquan threatened coldly.

"We're just handing out flyers here, how could that affect Jia Hua's teaching order?"

"That's right, we're outside your Jia Hua school gate, not inside. It's a public place, not your property. What business is it of yours?"

"..."

Zhou Maoquan was red-faced from the rebuttal. In fact, what these people said was true; even if the police came, they wouldn't do anything to them.

"You guys have gone too far! How can you do this?" Wang Dong said with dissatisfaction.

"Heh, at least we're handing out our own flyers, unlike some schools that pretend to be other schools to sow discord," a male teacher from Huanya Training mocked.

"..."

One sentence immediately dampened Wang Dong's enthusiasm, leaving him with an embarrassed expression. After all, what the other person said was the truth, and he couldn't refute it.

Zhou Maoquan knew he was in the wrong and that this was a joint retaliation by other training institutions. He knew it was useless to talk to the teachers handing out flyers, so he could only retreat inside and take out his phone to call the other training institutions one by one.

"Hello, the number you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later..."

"Hello, the number you dialed is currently busy..."

"Hello, the number you dialed is currently switched off..."

After making several calls, Zhou Maoquan's expression grew increasingly grim. The calls were either blocked, hung up, or not answered at all, which was practically humiliating him.

"Give me your phone," Zhou Maoquan said to Teacher Wang, who was standing nearby.

"Oh." Wang Dong immediately took out his phone and handed it over.

Zhou Maoquan took the phone and dialed Principal Li's number at Huaying Art Examination Training School.

"Beep...beep...click!"

The same number, which was just switched off, was connected very quickly this time.

"Hey?"

“Principal Li, this is Zhou Maoquan from Jia Hua. I have something to tell you…”

"beep……"

Zhou Maoquan had only spoken halfway when the dial tone of a disconnected call came through the receiver.

When he called back, the other end had already blocked the number.

Undeterred, Zhou Maoquan dialed another number, and the call was quickly answered.

"Hey?"

“Principal Dong, this is Zhou Maoquan. Please don’t hang up on me first. I’m here to apologize…”

"beep……"

"Hey Hey hey?"

Zhou Maoquan, seeing the phone being hung up again, angrily slammed it to the ground.

"Snapped!"

The phone was smashed to pieces.

Wang Dong stood frozen in place, his heart pounding.

My phone!

Principal, you smashed my phone!

Wang Dong opened his mouth, but seeing the principal's angry expression, he ultimately said nothing and silently picked up the broken phone.

At this moment, Zhou Maoquan's mentality had collapsed.

He paced back and forth in the hall, his heart filled with anger.

These colleagues seem to have conspired together to target him; it's truly despicable.

He stopped and looked at the people handing out flyers outside the door, his eyes filled with hatred.

You want to kill me?
Not that easy!
Even a cornered dog will jump over a wall, and a cornered rabbit will bite. It's better to fight to the death!
……

(End of this chapter)