The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

"I don't know, ask someone else, don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Li denied it three times in a row.

Zhang Chao must not find out about this.

Although she said that, she secretly scoffed at it.

So what if you know? You, Zhang Chao, have already been suspended from your duties and are no longer the homeroom teacher.

You can't even control my child, so why would I be afraid of you?

I just don't know if I'll still be able to get extra lessons.

"Zhang Li, you know the other parents, can you help me find out about this? I don't have any other ideas, I just want to ask this person why they did this, why they submitted the report materials!" Zhang Chao said through gritted teeth.

"Um... I'm not very familiar with it either, but I'll try my best to ask for you," Zhang Li said perfunctorily. "Well, Ms. Zhang, you can rest now, I'll hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Li put down her phone, her brows furrowed, as she thought about something else.

The fact that Zhang Chao was found to be tutoring and was subsequently suspended from his job shows that the school is investigating the matter seriously and that his report was effective.

Then why is Lu Qian alright?

The accusation was made by name, but nothing came of it?

Zhang Li frowned. Zhang Chao's suspension was not important; what mattered most was that Lu Qian's report had not been successful.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to swallow her anger.

But why didn't the report succeed? Could it be...?

No, tomorrow...

No, tomorrow won't work; school is closed.

I need to go to the school again on Monday to ask!

Class 7 can't be without a homeroom teacher. I don't think I can carry much weight by myself, so I'll ask a few more people to go with me.

Just then, the Chinese medicine was almost ready, so she poured out a bowl and brought it to Zhao Qihang.

Zhao Qihang was reading a novel when he heard footsteps outside. He immediately turned off the screen, put it in his bag on the corner of the table, and pretended to be studying.

Zhang Li brought in the medicine. Seeing him studying, she didn't say anything, but simply put the bowl on the table.

"Drink it."

Zhao Qihang drank it down without hesitation. He had been drinking it for so long that he was already familiar with the taste. Apart from the frequent stomach aches he had been experiencing recently, there were no major problems.

He didn't connect it to the medicine; his mother had said it was just for improving brain function.

Seeing that he had finished drinking, Zhang Li didn't leave. She asked, "Qihang, which teacher taught math today?"

"Teacher Yu," Zhao Qihang said.

Zhang Li thought for a moment, but couldn't quite recall. "Which class did you teach? How was your teaching?"

Zhao Qihang hesitated for a moment, "Teacher Yu is the math teacher for classes eight and nine. She teaches alright, but she goes a bit fast. However, she doesn't like to ask questions and leaves right after class."

"Leaving on time?" Zhang Li frowned. "Isn't he going to finish speaking?"

Zhao Qihang shook his head. "Teacher Yu said she was worried about disturbing our break."

Zhang Li nodded and muttered, "It doesn't seem very responsible."

Zhao Qihang remained silent.

After a moment, Zhang Li spoke again: "Okay, you can continue studying. I'll go to school on Monday to ask your homeroom teacher about it."

……

On the other end, they heard the sound of the phone being hung up.

"grass!"

Zhang Chao slammed his phone down on the table, took a big gulp of beer, and felt a surge of anger rising within him.

In today's chat logs, he was still trying to curry favor with him and ask him to mentor Zhao Qihang, but now that he knows Zhao Qihang has been suspended, his attitude has immediately turned cold.

But Zhang Chao didn't care; he just wanted to know who had reported him!

And why is Lu Qian alright? He's using the guise of tutoring during evening self-study sessions, but who knows how much money he's secretly collecting?

He didn't believe a word of what Secretary Sun said at school!

The parents of Class 25 are so rich, they will definitely give gifts. He doesn't believe Lu Qian will refuse!

This absolutely cannot be left like this!

Anyway, I'm finished now, so I'm not afraid of anyone with nothing to lose.

The others around him looked at him in surprise; his shouting had attracted everyone's attention.

Although the food stalls are noisy at night, they don't shout like this.

"Hey bro, sorry to bother you, there are a lot of people outside, could you please keep your voice down? It's not good to disturb others, thank you for your understanding," the shop owner said as he came out to remind them.

Zhang Chao immediately frowned, and, fueled by alcohol, shouted, "What's wrong? Am I being loud? I'm out eating, why can't I talk? Are you going to shut up?"

His eyes were somewhat unfocused as he said this.

The shop owner remained polite, saying, "Of course you can speak, but your volume is disturbing other customers. We'll just lower our voices a little."

"Do I need a quiet place to eat? If you think it's noisy, then don't open a shop!" Zhang Chao wasn't a big drinker, but after having a few drinks, he became much bolder than usual.

The shop owner smiled wryly. He had encountered similar customers before, but he couldn't afford to turn his back on them, so he could only try to persuade them again.

However, before he could speak, a group of guests at the next table spoke up.

"Hey buddy, that's enough already. Stop acting drunk and bullying the boss." The helpful older brother's voice had a bit of a Northeastern accent, and he spoke with the air of a big brother.

"What's it to you?" Zhang Chao said, his words slurred.

"Heh~"

The four enthusiastic men at the table exchanged a glance, chuckled, and immediately got up, took off their coats, and sat down in front of Zhang Chao. "You're making too much noise, is that a problem?"

Four burly men, all muscular and fit, wearing tank tops, seemingly unfazed by the cold.

Zhang Chao glanced at it groggily, and immediately sobered up considerably. The muscles in one of his arms were thicker than his two arms combined.

"No, no, big brother, I just lost control and got into an argument with someone," Zhang Chao said with an embarrassed smile.

"You two had a fight, huh? If you've had a fight, have a drink to calm your nerves, but don't bully the shop owner." The helpful man said this after he had achieved his goal, and then went back.

Zhang Chao was holding his breath, feeling that even the barbecue didn't taste good anymore. He ate a few bites, then grabbed his beer and left.

The restaurant owner thanked the kind man repeatedly and immediately ordered two more dishes to be sent over.

"Thank you so much, gentlemen. Here are two dishes for you."

"Hey, don't be so polite. Okay, then let's have some more skewers and a case of beer."

……

"More beef, please, and some pork belly too. Do you want some kidney?"

"No, give me four pairs of chicken wings."

"I'd like some of this sausage too."

"No need for side dishes, we'll just fill our stomachs with meat."

At another barbecue restaurant, Lu Qian and Geng Zeqin ordered a table full of barbecue and started grilling and eating as the meat arrived.

"Your appetite has increased!" Geng Zeqin said in surprise.

Lu Qian swallowed a mouthful of meat. "After all, it involves using your brain, so it requires a lot of energy."

As he spoke, he held up the can of Fanta in his hand, "Come on, let's have one!"

They took a sip of Fanta and Coke, and then started eating heartily again.

"By the way, how's the undercover investigation going? Have you found anything?" Lu Qian asked.

Mentioning this, Geng Zeqin smirked, "You've really hit the nail on the head. I don't know why, but the director said he needs to gather more undercover materials. I've been to several places these past few days, and I feel much lighter now."

"Do you know why this is so complicated?"

Lu Qian looked at him without saying anything.

Geng Zeqin chuckled, "Got it, looks like there's some unlucky guy in there."

"There's one more thing," Lu Qian said with a smile, "Could you come and help me with my studies again next Wednesday?"

Geng Zeqin's eyes widened. "Looking again?"

"This meal is on me."

"One day or two days? Boss, add more dishes!"

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