Chapter Sixty-One Inappropriate

  Zhu Zi's eyes gleamed with a hint of gold, but he didn't rush to speak, quietly waiting for the fat man to break the silence.

  A middle-aged man walked up and clasped his fists: "Are you Director Zhu?"

  Director... This name is called Shu Tan, Zhu Ziming smiled and said: "May I ask, brother, what brings you to find me?"

  "Alas..." He sighed: "It's still because of that unfilial son of mine."

  "Oh?" Zhu Ziming looked puzzled: "May I ask, elder brother, which student is your son."

  This nouveau riche knew that the Dean of Studies was a nominal position, but he was actually the big boss behind the Mingli Academy. He rarely came to the academy, and today he finally met him.

  The fat man said: "My son is called Yang Xiong, just because of his class division."

  Zhū Zǐ Míng Dào: "The matter of dividing classes... the exams are already over, and the list of class divisions is about to be announced. Big brother, you came here, but it seems you've asked the wrong person, taken the wrong path."

  Yun Cai Nu said faintly: "If you want to know which class your son is in, go ask the teachers, this Dean of Studies doesn't handle such matters."

  Zhu Ziming glanced at her, this talented woman is really good-hearted and has even learned to help herself create momentum. From now on, she must be nurtured more, the two swords will unite, and they will deceive the world!

  "Hmmph..." Zhu Ziming couldn't help but reveal a sly smile as he thought of this, while Yun Wenyi looked on with both shyness and anger, feeling like she was somehow tainted by association.

  Yun Wenyi just wanted the two of them to stop speaking in riddles and get straight to the point, so they wouldn't have to probe each other's thoughts and feel anxious.

  The stout man glanced at Yun Cai Nu, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. Indeed, she was the number one beauty of Lingyun City, truly a stunning beauty beyond compare. Unfortunately, she was the young lady of the city lord's family, almost making him dare not think about it.

  "Cough...cough..." The fat man coughed lightly twice and said concisely, "Although the class hasn't been divided yet, I know how many catties he weighs, so he can only be assigned to an ordinary class."

  "Yang Xiong," Zhu Ziming said thoughtfully, "his ranking in this exam is indeed relatively far behind, it's hard for him to get into an ordinary class."

  Mr. Zhu said it tactfully, but how could the fat man not understand the implication? Your son's grades are set for an ordinary class, don't expect more.

  This rascal is too stupid, the fat man had a mournful face, as if he had lost his mother, Yun Wanjing pursed her red lips, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh out loud, so as not to ruin Zhu Ziming's careful plan.

  Brother Zhu, you rarely come to the academy, I'm afraid you don't even know the ranking of the students in the academy, let alone know a certain student. Yan Yulin sighed, this Brother Zhu is really trying to cheat people to death.

  The stout man looked ugly and said: "This son of mine is really not promising, he has truly disappointed me."

  "Reading is not a matter of one or two days, but rather an accumulation over the years. Your son has simply not yet grasped it. If he understood the benefits of reading, he would certainly work hard at it and achieve something."

  "Really?" The fat man exclaimed excitedly.

  The fat man asked again: "Then how can he be enlightened?"

  "Ah, this is a bit difficult, but as the saying goes, 'near vermilion one becomes red, near ink one becomes black', just don't let him come into contact with those unlearned and uncouth young men outside."

  Is the color of the nearby red, and the color of the nearby black? The fat man's eyes lit up, today he was originally going to see which class his son was in, so he waited outside for a long time, but really couldn't wait any longer, so he came to ask.

  However, when he heard that his son was assigned to an ordinary class, he was immediately disappointed. But after hearing the instructor's words, the fat man came to his senses. If he let him stay in the ordinary class, he would probably be ruined. He couldn't let him be corrupted by bad influences.

  Those who are close to vermilion are red, and the fat man hurriedly said: "Director Zhu, can I ask you for a favor?"

  "Got it!" Zhu Ziming smiled and said: "What's up?"

  A stout man looked embarrassed and said, "Can my useless son be transferred to a superior class? If he stays in an ordinary class, I'm afraid he'll just fool around and not learn anything."

  "Brother, it's not that I don't want to help you, but the academy has a clear rule that class assignments are based on ranking. If I were to disrupt this order, it wouldn't be right."

  Something didn't feel right, but it actually felt quite suitable. Yun Wanyan listened to his strange tone and wanted to laugh but couldn't make a sound, her pretty face was flushed with redness, her beautiful eyes had a hint of smile, her eyebrows were like a painting, her white dress was as white as snow, she was truly a stunning beauty who could topple cities.

  Yan Yunli was stunned, her heart racing with excitement. It was hard to imagine that Yun Zonghai, who was so cruel and evil, had such a beautiful and talented sister. Alas...

  "Director Zhu, just be flexible about it," the fat man said hastily.

  Which parent doesn't want their son to become a dragon, this nouveau riche is the same, but since the family has gradually become wealthy, the son has been dressed in brocade and jade, but has become fond of being idle and useless with some rich young masters, spending his days idly in Lingyun City.

  The only comfort is that although the son does not like to read books, he never does anything bad or causes trouble, and is still a down-to-earth person.

  Zhū Zǐ Míng still found it difficult: "This won't work, it's not suitable."

  Yun Wanjing looked at him with a worried and anxious expression, even more so than the student's father. This performance was truly exquisite. She secretly gave him a white eye, truly more cunning than a fox.

  Looking at Director Zhu's expression, which was even more painful than his own, the fat man finally understood what he meant. He quietly took out two pieces of paper from his pocket and said in a low voice, "This is my little intention, I hope you can accept it, Director Zhu."

  Looking at the 500 taels of silver notes on the table, Zhu Ziming blinked his eyes and said with a straight face: "Old brother, what are you doing? You really look down on me too much. Am I that kind of person?"

  You're that kind of person! And a very ruthless one at that, Yun Wenyin thought to herself.

  Yan Yin smiled wryly, "This Zhu brother's means are truly endless."

  The fat man almost cried, Director Zhu, don't tease me anymore.

  "Director Zhu, this is a small contribution I made on behalf of the Academy!"

  "This is more like it! Master Zhu grasped his hand: 'Then thank you, elder brother, for your kindness.'"

  He saw him accept the silver ticket, the fat man thought to slap his own forehead, if it wasn't for direct bribery, but changed to such a subtle way, it would have been fine long ago.

  "It's nothing, it's nothing... I have something to attend to, so I'll take my leave first," the fat man had already known that this matter was settled and didn't want to stay any longer, so he bid farewell with a fist bump and left.

  Director Zhu is indeed skilled in making money, the fat man has deeply understood his thoughts, but he can't help but take out silver, sighing that such foresight is truly unmatched.

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