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

Chapter 325 Embarrassing
"Principal, I know about Jia Hua Art Exam Training Center. It's a large center, ranking among the top in the art exam industry. What should we do now?"

Xu Zining approached the boss, her face showing a mixture of anger and worry.

On the very first day of classes, Xingxiang was targeted by a large art exam preparation institution, which was undoubtedly a devastating blow to the institution. The parents and students who came to visit and register were likely to be poached by the institution.

It's like they're taking a dump on my neck, it's so unfair!

"Stay calm," Zhang Wen said calmly.

These days, he often goes around various art exam training schools to hand out flyers, and he has also seen the lively scene of various art exam training schools handing out flyers at the entrance of Jiahua.

In comparison, Jia Hua's current actions are utterly unoriginal.

To put it bluntly, these are all things he's already done.

"Mr. Li!"

Zhang Wen glanced towards the door and leaned closer to his boss. "Is this the surprise you brought me?"

Upon hearing this, Li Lehua's face flushed red instantly. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "Would you believe me if I said I didn't know anything about it?"

Zhang Wen chuckled, "I believe you. You're my boss, I'll believe whatever you say."

"..."

Li Lehua gritted her teeth, her face filled with shame and indignation, partly out of anger at Zhou Maoquan's actions and partly out of frustration at Zhang Wen's misunderstanding.

Ultimately, she chose to be angry rather than resentful.

When the parents at the scene saw the scene outside, they started discussing it amongst themselves.

"It's Jia Hua Art Examination Training Center. Why are they handing out flyers here?"

"That's simple, they're definitely here to recruit people."

"Blocking someone's doorway to hand out flyers, what kind of manners is that? Even if it's to steal business, this is no way to do it."

"It's summer vacation now, and the competition among training institutions is fierce. When I went to Jia Hua for a trial class a few days ago, I saw a lot of people handing out flyers there."

“I dropped out of Jia Hua and enrolled here. My son told me that Jia Hua’s teaching is just average, but their advertising is good.”

"..."

Li Lehua's face turned pale and then purple, as if he had been slapped in the face.

"Principal, should we send these people away?" Xu Zining asked in a low voice.

"No need." Zhang Wen shook his head gently, then stepped out.

The person handing out flyers outside the door immediately looked at the man wearing the Xingxiang T-shirt with a hint of mockery.

Before they set off, they received instructions from the principal to put Jia Hua under intense pressure. It didn't matter if they couldn't recruit any students, but they had to create chaos.

Ideally, a conflict should break out with Xingxiang's people, turning Xingxiang's first day of classes into a farce. If you do a good job, you'll get a bonus.

Several teachers near the gate were getting restless and were planning to stage an accident for the sake of the bonus.

However, some teachers, upon seeing the people coming out, quietly retreated to the outside of the crowd.

Zheng Gaoyuan: 'This person knows about the beating he received that night. We need to stay away from him. If he gets caught and the principal finds out, he'll definitely be expelled.'

Liu Chenguang: 'Huh? Isn't this Teacher Zhang Wu? Could he be from Xingxiang Art Exam Preparation School? Oh no, if he recognizes me and mentions picking up my girlfriend that night, I'll get a severe scolding from the principal! I'm outta here!'

Zhang Wen stopped at the entrance and asked the people handing out flyers around him, "Are you handing out flyers for Jia Hua Art Examination Training Center?"

"So what?"

“We were distributing our food in a public area, we didn’t come inside, you have no right to kick us out.”

The people handing out flyers spoke up, their eyes filled with provocation.

"Don't worry, I don't intend to kick you out." Zhang Wen said with a smile after hearing this. "As one of the top art exam training institutions in Beijing, it is an honor for Xingxiang Art Exam Training Center to be targeted by you and treated as a rival. It is also an affirmation of Xingxiang. Thank you!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, the previously chaotic scene instantly quieted down.

The surrounding parents nodded in agreement, agreeing that what Xingxiang's teacher said made a lot of sense.

To be targeted by Jia Hua, one must be considered a rival by Jia Hua; to be considered a rival by Jia Hua, one must be perceived as a threat by Jia Hua; to be seen as a threat by Jia Hua, one must surpass Jia Hua in some aspect...

It seems that choosing this place was the right decision.

Some parents who had never heard of Xingxiang and were wavering between Xingxiang and other art exam training schools made up their minds and enrolled their children here.

The people handing out flyers were taken aback by Xingxiang's words and were at a loss for words. They were unsure whether they were there to cause trouble or to provide a foil.

Is what the other person said wrong?
Correct!
And it sounds very reasonable.

If they posed no threat to Jiahua, why did the principal send them here to cause trouble?
Zhang Wen looked at the people handing out flyers and smiled as he continued, "It's so hot outside, and you're all still handing out flyers under the sun. You must be working really hard."

As he spoke, he stepped aside to make way for the entrance and pointed inside.

"There is air conditioning, a water dispenser, and some candy for low blood sugar and medicine for heatstroke inside. If you are hot, thirsty, tired, or feeling unwell, you can come in and rest. We are all colleagues, and we really can't bear to see you working so hard."

"..."

ashamed!

If you had to describe the feelings of these people handing out flyers in one word, it would be: shame.

They came to cause trouble, disrupt, and sabotage, but what was the other party's attitude?

There was air conditioning, water, candy, and heatstroke medicine.

what is this?
This is repaying evil with good.

They are all highly educated people, and now they are too embarrassed to hand out flyers outside people's doors, let alone go inside to enjoy air conditioning, drink purified water, or eat candy.

Those who had been planning to stage an accident to extort money now turned their heads away, not daring to meet the gaze of Xingxiang's teacher.

There was nothing they could do; this person was too dazzling, as if he were radiating light, making them look like rats in a sewer.

Shameful, so shameful.

Meanwhile, the parents around them had an even higher impression of Xingxiang.

A person's character and magnanimity can be seen from a seemingly insignificant matter, and the professionalism of the training institution can also be seen.

This is what it means to have a broad perspective.

This is the gap.

As the old saying goes: comparing people will only lead to misery, comparing goods will only lead to waste.

What happened today has led many people to mentally condemn Jia Hua Art Examination Center.

That's so rude!
"Come in quickly, don't be shy," Zhang Wen greeted the Jia Hua people, his enthusiasm belying a completely different attitude from that of a competitor.

"Cough, no, no thanks," the person closest to the speaker said as they backed away.

"Don't be shy, we're all in the same industry," Zhang Wen continued to greet them.

"..."

The people handing out flyers fell silent.

They felt embarrassed precisely because they were in the same industry.

"Shy, aren't you?" Zhang Wen turned around and shouted into the hall, "Xiao Xu, get a few glasses of water and distribute them to Jia Hua's colleagues."

what?
Xu Zining was taken aback. Although she didn't know why the principal wanted to do this, she still responded and quickly went to get some water.

"Yes, principal."

"..."

not far away.

Sitting in the car, Zhou Maoquan looked at the entrance of Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center with a puzzled expression. His face was pressed against the car window. If it weren't for the glass, his head might have already stuck out.

what's the situation?
Weren't you all handing out flyers so enthusiastically just now? Why did you suddenly stop?

Also, what exactly did that guy surnamed Zhang say? Why did he not seem angry?
He had already used his ultimate skill at point-blank range, shouldn't the other party be furious and start cursing?

Zhou Maoquan frowned deeply. The scene he had imagined hadn't materialized, which made him anxious. If that guy surnamed Zhang didn't swear, how could the parents see his true character? If Zhang didn't push people, how could his people stage an accident to extort money?
Just as he was feeling frustrated because his plan was not going well, he suddenly saw Xingxiang's employees come out carrying more than a dozen cups of water and hand the water to his employees.

"???"

Zhou Maoquan was completely stunned.

Water delivery?

What is this operation?
He couldn't resist, so he picked up his phone and dialed a teacher's number.

then……

He saw the teacher take out his phone, glance at the screen, and then quickly hang up.

I rub!

You should even hang up on the boss. Don't you want to continue working here?

What a turn of events!
If he hadn't been worried about being recognized by the parents, he would have jumped out of the car long ago.

"Director Zhu, go and see what's going on over there," Zhou Maoquan said to the person sitting in the passenger seat.

"Okay, Principal."

Zhu Zhengting pushed open the door, got out of the car, and walked quickly towards Xingxiang's entrance.

He walked up to a teacher, nudged him with his elbow in annoyance, and whispered, "Teacher Yan, what are you daydreaming about? Why aren't you handing out flyers?"

Teacher Yan was startled. She looked at Director Zhu beside her, hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "Director, I want to go back to school. I don't want to hand out flyers anymore."

"Why?" Zhu Zhengyan asked, puzzled.

"I...I have heatstroke. I have a headache, feel nauseous, and want to vomit." Teacher Yan pretended to be in pain. He felt like he was being publicly executed. He had never been so humiliated in his life.

Zhu Zhengyan was taken aback. It was indeed quite hot today. The weather forecast this morning predicted a daytime high of 34 degrees Celsius, but...

It's only 30 degrees Celsius now, and it's only been 10 minutes. How could someone get heatstroke so quickly? Their physical condition is really poor.

"Go find a shady place to rest for a bit, and we'll continue later," Zhu Zhengyan said.

"Thank you, Director." Teacher Yan stuffed the flyer into Director Zhu's hand and then hurriedly left.

Zhu Zhengyan approached another teacher, but before he could ask anything, the other person spoke first.

"Director, my stomach hurts, I need to go to the toilet."

After saying that, he turned and ran, moving incredibly fast, as if he were about to burst out of the air at any moment.

When the other people handing out flyers saw that one of their colleagues had slipped away, they all seemed to be possessed by a disease, instantly turning into sickly individuals.

"Director, I have low blood sugar, I'll go buy a milk tea."

"I'm allergic to ultraviolet rays..."

"My tenosynovitis has flared up..."

Zhu Zhengting watched the teachers leave one by one, then looked at the increasing number of flyers in his hand, completely bewildered.

What day is it today? Why does everyone look unwell?

Could it be that this place has bad feng shui?
Just as he was wondering, he suddenly caught a glimpse of someone out of the corner of his eye.

He's the big boss!

The big boss visited Jia Hua a few days ago, and he had the pleasure of meeting him. But why is the big boss here today? Is he here to cause trouble as well?
Thinking of this, Zhu Zhengting became excited.

I heard that the principal of Xingxiang Art Examination Center is also an employee under the big boss. Now that the big boss is involved, won't he have that Zhang guy completely under his thumb?
Yes, we need to tell Principal Zhou right away.

Zhu Zhengting ignored the teachers who had left due to illness and ran towards the principal while clutching the leaflets.

When Zhou Maoquan saw Director Zhu return, he immediately rolled down the car window and asked with dissatisfaction, "Why are so many people leaving? Why aren't they handing out flyers?"

"It's too hot, I've got heatstroke." Zhu Zhengyan pressed against the car window and said mysteriously, "Boss, guess who I saw?"

"Who?"

"big boss."

"Li Lehua?" Zhou Maoquan paused for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

"I'm not mistaken. How could I be wrong about such an outstanding person as the boss?" Zhu Zhengting said confidently.

"What's the big boss doing here?" Zhou Maoquan asked.

“The big boss is inside. I didn’t go over to ask, but I guess he’s here to teach that Zhang guy a lesson. Think about it, Zhang stealing our Jia Hua’s students is like stealing the big boss’s business. How could the big boss not be angry?” Zhu Zhengyan said.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Maoquan felt that what he said made a lot of sense.

He was initially a little worried about his parents' opinions, but now that the big boss had arrived, he had no reason to stay hidden there any longer; he had to let the big boss see the work he was doing.

"Card!"

Zhou Maoquan got out of the car, straightened his clothes, and then walked towards the gate of Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center.

Standing at the door, Zhang Wen saw Principal Zhou of Jia Hua walking towards them from afar, so he went up to greet him warmly.

"Principal Zhou, welcome, welcome! Welcome to Xingxiang for your visit and guidance. Please come in."

"Principal Zhang, not bad, you've upgraded from that small place to a much larger one? Looks like there are quite a few students enrolling this year," Zhou Maoquan said sarcastically.

"Oh, not at all. It's all because of the contrast with my peers. If everyone's art exam results weren't so poor, parents wouldn't have chosen to enroll me," Zhang Wen said with a smile.

"..."

Zhou Maoquan's lips twitched, sensing that the other party was hiding a knife behind their smile, but unfortunately, it didn't count as physical evidence.

He ignored the other person and walked straight to the door.

Just as Director Zhu said, before even entering the door, you could see the big boss standing inside. His orange suit was so eye-catching in the crowd, like an orange placed among Go stones, easily spotted at a glance.

"Mr. Li, you've arrived too." Zhou Maoquan strode forward, his face full of fawning smiles.

Li Lehua was already angry, but when she saw this large face approaching, her expression immediately turned cold. She looked up, pointed at the people handing out flyers outside, and asked in a cold voice, "Did you arrange all these people?"

"It was my arrangement," Zhou Maoquan quickly claimed the credit.

"Why are you doing this?"

"President Li, this guy surnamed Zhang once came to Jiahua to hand out flyers and promote the company. It's only fair to return the favor. Today is the first day of Xingxiang's classes, so of course I have to teach him a lesson. Otherwise, he'll think Jiahua is easy to bully."

Do you think this approach will be effective?

"Of course there are. Jia Hua is one of the top art exam training institutions in Beijing. With us around, which parent would choose Xing Xiang?"

Looking at the confident and smug look on the person in front of him, Li Lehua couldn't help but feel a surge of anger rising within him.

Making mistakes is not terrible; what is terrible is not realizing that what you are doing is wrong.

Are you here to cause trouble or to help?
An embarrassing thing.

"Zhou Maoquan, withdraw the men," Li Lehua said in a deep voice.

"Oh? Mr. Li, did you fire that guy surnamed Zhang from Tianxi Media? That makes sense, without Tianxi Media, he's nothing." Zhou Maoquan said with a smile.

He thought to himself: It has to be the big boss who can defeat the enemy in one move.

Li Lehua felt utterly humiliated. Zhou Maoquan had been working in the art exam training industry for over a decade, so why was he making such a series of blunders lately? Was this really his true nature?

"Shut your filthy mouth. If you don't want to ruin Jia Hua's reputation, get out of here right now with your men," Li Lehua said through gritted teeth, then lowered his head and walked out.

Sigh, I'm so ashamed to face anyone.

"what?"

Zhou Maoquan stared blankly at the big boss's back, unable to react for a moment.

Weren't they here to cause trouble?

Why should I roll away?
Boss, please explain yourself clearly.

……

(End of this chapter)