After the fake young master left home, he discovered that it wasn't raining at all outside.

Inside the classroom sat a few onlookers, while outside stood a group of onlookers. They all tacitly agreed to peer through the windows, pressing their faces against the windowsills to observe what was happening inside.

That was absolutely fantastic.

They even gave this scene a name: "Master Zhu dominates the battlefield, while the brainless young master only knows how to yell and yell."

Although they dared not go in, they could still see clearly from the outside.

"Whether it's the aura or the modeling, our Master Zhu completely crushes it; there's no comparison." A person outside the window exclaimed.

"Indeed, it seems that Xie Shengan has been threatening our Principal Zhou with that 60 million." The boy standing next to him echoed, expressing his disdain for Xie Shengan's despicable behavior.

The situation became very tense, and if it wasn't resolved, classes on this floor wouldn't be able to start.

So, our great homeroom teacher, Han Jun, bravely stepped forward.

First, he personally went to an empty classroom and brought back a set of chairs, then placed them next to the banquet hall, with an aisle in between.

"Sheng An, please sit here for now. In our class, everyone chooses their own seats based on their grades. You can choose your preferred seat after the next monthly exam."

Han Juncai doesn't tolerate Xie Shengan. He is all alone and came here because of his love for education. What he can't stand the most are those young masters and ladies who use power or money to oppress others.

In his class, he did whatever he wanted. He could threaten the principal with money because the principal needed money to build up the campus.

Could money threaten him? If he really did threaten the principal to expel him, then he would accept it, which would mean that the school wasn't worth his effort.

Xie Sheng'an scoffed at the set of tables and chairs Han Jun had brought over, saying, "Who wants to sit next to him?" Seeing that she couldn't outmaneuver Zhu Yan, Xie Sheng'an switched to bullying someone else, "You, you, take your things and get out of here."

The next victim—Shen Yan.

He pointed at Shen Yan's nose and started ordering him around, completely acting as if he were Shen Yan's master.

Shen Yan was watching the show, how did it suddenly get dragged into him?

"Want a spot? Sure." Shen Yan nodded. "Can you outdo me in the exam?"

Shen Yan is the top student in the school. Out of a possible score of 750, he can score over 710.

"You...!" Xie Sheng'an hadn't expected that besides Zhu Yan, there was someone so defiant in this classroom. Wasn't he afraid of him? "Do you believe I can bankrupt you?!"

"Oh," Shen Yan replied with a single word.

Lu Ze had just mentioned Xie Shengan's situation, and he naturally knew that Xie Shengan was just an adopted son of the Zhu family, how could he compare to the main wife?

"Shen Yan." At this moment, Zhu Yan suddenly spoke up, "Come here."

Zhu Yan raised her chin, gesturing for him to sit down next to her.

He estimated that if he didn't give up his seat for this young master today, he wouldn't let the matter rest.

To Xie Shengan's shock, Shen Yan, who was arrogant and disdainful of everyone in front of him, actually started packing his things and moved in without saying a word because of Zhu Yan's words.

Judging from his expression, he seemed to be secretly pleased.

?

In this way, Xie Shengan became the clown, a complete clown.

With things having progressed this far, Zhou Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief:

Finally, we've settled this troublesome person down.

Seeing that the seating arrangement had been settled, Zhou Heng couldn't wait to rush out of the classroom and leave this place of trouble.

But next, the class teacher will have a headache. I can't imagine how many "wars" will break out when this old man comes to the class.

(ー`´ー)

"Alright, alright, everyone go back to your classrooms." Han Jun started to shoo people away, sending away the students who were standing outside the classroom watching the show.

"Hey? You've come to the wrong class, haven't you?" Han Jun finally noticed Xu Zhiyuan's unfamiliar face.

Xu Zhiyuan reluctantly got up from Lu Ze's seat and said his last words to Zhu Yan, "I'll come find you after class. Remember not to miss me too much."

Zhu Yan: You should leave now.

Finally, everything was back on track. Half of the third period was wasted, which the students in the class were naturally happy about.

After all, where else can you find a way to both watch a show and skip class? I skipped half a class just like that, awesome!

The instructor, relying on his professional expertise, began lecturing without being affected at all, while Zhu Yan and Lu Ze below did not listen.

"Brother Yan, where did Xie Shengan get so much money? That's 60 million! Wasn't he kicked out of the main building?"

Zhu Yan symbolically opened the book, a black pen twirling incessantly at his right fingertip. "I don't know, who knows, but he's really rich."

As Lu Ze spoke, he took out a stack of books from the table and placed them on the table.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Yan asked, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"Block someone's body, after all, I feel like throwing up whenever I see him, not even his back." Lu Ze replied while carefully tidying up every book on the table.

Okay, Zhu Yan thought it made a lot of sense. If he didn't like to look up in class, he would feel nauseous if he saw Xie Shengan sitting in front of him.

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During the break, Wen Chen found Xie Shengan at the entrance of the restroom.

"Why is it you again?" Xie Shengan washed his hands but caught a glimpse of Wen Chen beside him.

"Young Master Sheng'an, let me introduce myself. My name is Wen Chen. I used to live with him, and I know him very well," Wen Chen said immediately, afraid that Xie Sheng'an would kick him out.

"A member of the Wen family?" Xie Shengan had learned about Zhu Yan's past a few years ago and knew that he had grown up in the Wen family.

"Yes, Young Master Sheng'an, I discovered that you and Zhu Yan are at odds, so I came here specifically to lend you a hand." Wen Chen quickly revealed his true thoughts.

Xie Shengan turned on the tap, took a piece of paper from the side, and wiped the water stains off his hands, but his gaze toward Wen Chen was still disdainful.

"You? You don't even deserve it!" Xie Shengan had no interest in the defection of a nobody like Wen Chen. He knew the Wen family had gone bankrupt and guessed that it was Zhu Yan's doing.

If someone can bankrupt their own company, what power do they have to help him bring down Zhu Yan?

Wen Chen clearly hadn't expected Xie Sheng'an to refuse so decisively. He thought Xie Sheng'an would be very happy to have him join, since he knew Zhu Yan better, and to bring someone down, you needed to know him well enough.

But now Xie Shengan is arrogant and looks down on everyone.

Wen Chen truly looked down on him.

Wen Chen: ...

I have a feeling that he has no chance against Zhu Yan...

Perhaps I was wrong from the start; going against Zhu Yan will only end badly. And this Xie Shengan in front of me is just a rich but brainless idiot.

Should we soften our stance and appease the banquet organizers?

No!

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated; I will never bow down to him!

Xie Shengan had no interest in Wen Chen. As he passed by him, he deliberately stopped and said, "A person who can't even protect his own family's business is a piece of trash."

……

If you don't want to cooperate, then don't cooperate. Why insult people?

o(一︿一+)o

At this moment, Wen Chen had completely given up the idea of ​​currying favor with Xie Sheng'an and using him as a backer.

He was certain that Xie Shengan couldn't outmaneuver Zhu Yan.

Because he couldn't beat them either.

(´＿｀)