CHAPTER 964: CHAPTER 962: NONSENSE

Lu Xiaobu took off his sunglasses.

To others, this action was nothing significant, at most a humiliation to the nouveau riche!

However, in the eyes of the nouveau riche, it was like seeing a god... no, a demon descending!

Because this face belonged to—Lu Xiaobu!

Shimen’s richest man, the person whose word is final in Shimen, someone no one in the country would dare to cross—Lu Xiaobu!

And he dared to pretend in front of Lu Xiaobu!

Is he looking for death!?

"Kneel down!" Lu Xiaobu said lightly.

The other parents were stunned upon hearing this.

"This must be a joke!"

"Exactly! Making President Li kneel?! What a joke!?"

"Who is President Li! You think he’ll just kneel because you say so?!"

"This parent is floating! Really floating!"

"Hit President Li, and now make him kneel?! This is simply a joke!"

"I think this kid is mental!"

"..."

However!

"Thud!"

The President Li they talked about, the big shot in the eyes of the prostitute teacher, just kneeled down directly!

No resistance, no suspense!

He just kneeled!

Crisply and without resistance!

The nouveau riche’s back was soaked, sweat gathered into a small stream!

He felt like he won the lottery today!

Won the jackpot!

This was a one-way ticket to the Underworld!

Was his mind diseased?! Discussing status with Lu Xiaobu, discussing economic strength with Lu Xiaobu?!

In Shimen, no, in the entire Heavenly Dynasty, only a handful of people could discuss anything with Lu Xiaobu!

At the same time, his heart was full of complaints.

Young Master Bu, why were you doing some private investigation so discreetly?!

Furthermore, it turns out your sister is in the same class as my son!

If you had said earlier, no, you wouldn’t even need to say, just cough casually, then everything here would be determined by her!

The surrounding parents were shocked at first, but then they all gradually recognized Lu Xiaobu.

"Isn’t this Young Master Bu! What’s he doing here!"

"Yeah! Did Young Master Bu come to attend the parent meeting?!"

"So it was Young Master Bu! I wondered why this fiery temper was so familiar!"

"You did well! This kind of evil wind needs to be stopped!"

"Very well done! It had to be Young Master Bu! You did incredibly well!"

"Exactly! Support! This teacher is not good at all! Always throwing out various hints!"

"..."

At this moment, looking at the teacher, her face was already pale!

Lu Xiaobu?!

This person is Lu Xiaobu?!

How could this be possible?!

The Lu Family’s child is in her class?!

Lu Chenxi, right, Lu Chenxi’s last name is Lu! She should have thought of it earlier!

Thinking of this, she regretted it thoroughly!

Had she known there was a Lu Family member here, why would she fawn over Li Minghao?!

Then, she put on a flattering smile: "Young Master Bu, Chenxi is doing very well here, very..."

"Slap!"

Lu Xiaobu countered with a slap, directly shutting this prostitute’s words: "I generally don’t hit women! But you, as a teacher responsible for educating the next generation, really disgust me!"

Although that troublemaker kid hitting his mother was his own business, it was absolutely related to this prostitute constantly promoting materialism every day!

This kind of person deserves to be hit!

No matter if they are a man or a woman!

This slap stunned the female teacher!

It also stunned the parents around!

They didn’t expect Lu Xiaobu to really lose it today, not only hitting the troublemaker kid but now not even sparing the female teacher!

To be honest, though, they felt this slap was incredibly satisfying!

This teacher indeed went too far!

The nouveau riche kneeling on the ground was trembling even more; Lu Xiaobu hit women and children, wouldn’t his situation be worse?!

He was now like a criminal awaiting sentencing!

"Hit me! Why do you hit me!" The female teacher jumped up, shouting like a shrew.

"Why? Ask your conscience, why?!" Lu Xiaobu sneered and turned to the female teacher.

"Conscience?! You’re talking to me about conscience?!" The female teacher suddenly laughed, staring at Lu Xiaobu: "You have money! Of course, you can talk about conscience! But what about us?!"

"Zhang Hui!" At this time, a reprimanding voice came over: "Stop talking nonsense!"

The commotion here was so big, the principal had arrived!

"I’m just going to say it, I can’t keep this job anyway!" Zhang Hui didn’t listen at all, angrily shouted.

"Fine, say it, I want to hear what you have to say." Lu Xiaobu stopped the principal, pulled a chair, and sat down.

"First, I admit what I did was not good, even can be said as garbage!" Zhang Hui started: "I failed the teaching profession! I deserved this slap!"

Hearing this, Lu Xiaobu nodded slightly, Zhang Hui’s words were credible with this one!

Zhang Hui continued: "You’ve written two articles ’Youthful Heavenly Dynasty’ and ’On the Horse’, I’ve read them! They are very excellent! I as a teacher, indeed, should be dedicated, worthy of being called a soul engineer!"

Lu Xiaobu said nothing, continued listening.

"But!" Zhang Hui’s tone changed, she stared at Lu Xiaobu: "President Li just said something, that economy determines discourse power! I think it’s correct!"

Her words made the nouveau riche kneeling on the ground tremble all over—my dear godmother! Please don’t drag me into this!

"I’ve been a teacher for ten years! Up until now, I earn three thousand yuan a month! For you, this amount might not even be enough for a meal! But this 3,000 yuan is all my family spends in a month!" Zhang Hui said sternly.

"Don’t we have titles!" The principal was anxious, what was Zhang Hui trying to do?! Was she going to get back at society?!

"Titles? Stop joking already!" Zhang Hui really let herself go: "Each year, who the titles go to, don’t you have any idea?!"

The principal hit a wall, his face turned green, he opened his mouth prepared to speak.

"Shut up!" Lu Xiaobu glared at the principal coldly, then looked at Zhang Hui: "Go on."

"Alright! Then I’ll continue! Of course, I know, choosing the teaching profession means I cannot excessively pursue wealth!"

Zhang Hui nodded slightly, then smiled bitterly: "But, is the teaching profession today still like it was before?!"

"It used to be said that a teacher for one day is like a parent for life! Maybe there was no money, but at least there was enough respect!"

"But now?! Can’t beat, can’t scold! Every day serving a bunch of ancestors!"

Then, she pointed to the nouveau riche’s son and said: "Take Li Minghao! Yes! I fawned over him! I’m low! But what can I do?! The moment I say one thing, he threatens to break my leg!"

Zhang Hui’s smile became increasingly bitter, she pointed at herself: "I’m scared! Not just afraid of being beaten! But also afraid of having nowhere to redress my grievances after being beaten!"