"Zhao Sanjia, don't toast or eat and drink!" Zhou Xun had a gloomy face and said angrily.

Zhao Sanjia casually closed the document in front of him, and his tone was indifferent, "Today's meeting, you continue, old man, I will not accompany you." ”

"Principal Zhao Sanjia Zhao, this is a collective meeting of the school's top management, what do you mean by leaving halfway now? Don't you take Zhou Shaodong in your eyes? At this moment, a slightly harsh, shrill voice sounded.

Zhang Lan.

This middle-aged woman, who was taken down by Zhao Sanjia from the position of head of the personnel department not long ago, saw that Zhao Sanjia was about to go away, so she immediately jumped out to target Zhao Sanjia for Zhou Xun.

All the people who can participate in the conference and discussion, in addition to their own ability, are also good at words and feelings, see the wind and steer, and know how to take refuge in the new master at the critical moment.

As one of the high-level executives, Zhang Lan naturally knows that Zhou Xun is Zhou Zhenghe's own grandson, and the future Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts will become an industry under Zhou Xun's name sooner or later.

If Zhao Sanjia was still in power and in charge of the Academy of Fine Arts, Zhang Lan naturally did not dare to skip the old principal and make eye contact with Zhou Xun.

But when Zhou Xun was seriously disoptimistic about Zhao Sanjia, and even had the intention of banning his position as principal, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Zhang Lan.

What's more, Zhao Sanjia didn't care about his face some time ago and gave himself such a big dismount, how could Zhang Lan not hold a grudge against Zhao Sanjia?

Therefore, she wanted to hold it well, so she didn't wait for Zhao Sanjia to leave, so on behalf of Zhou Xun, she accused Zhao Sanjia in front of him.

Zhou Xun really looked better after Zhang Lan came forward to accuse, and even glanced at her quite optimistically.

This gave Zhang Lan the confidence to continue to show off his might.

Zhang Lan raised his head, looked at the direction where Zhao Sanjia was, and said in a tone that was neither yin nor yang, "Zhao Sanjia, we recognize that you are the president of the Academy of Fine Arts, and we also know that under your management, the Academy of Fine Arts has developed well over the years, but don't forget, after all, the Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts is Zhou Shaodong's industry." ”

"Now Zhou Shaodong is not qualified to fire a teacher who is not worthy of the name? You're taking yourself too seriously, aren't you? Do you really think that the Academy of Fine Arts is your home? ”

Several high-level school officials around looked at each other, knowing such an occasion, it is best not to rush to show their attitude, so as not to get into trouble.

"You seem to be happy to fire Ning Chen?" Zhao Sanjia asked.

Zhang Lan snorted, his face was not red and his heart did not skip a beat, "I'm just talking about things, not to mention that Ning Chen started beating people on his first day in office, such a teacher is not qualified to stay in the Academy of Fine Arts, so as not to lower the overall quality of the teachers of my Academy of Fine Arts." ”

"That incident, what is going on, you and I both know it, don't pour dirty water on others at this time." Zhao Sanjia said.

Zhang Lan was squeezed by Zhao Sanjia for a while, and his face was immediately embarrassed.

Zhou Xun glanced at Zhao Sanjia meaningfully, knowing that this pedantic old man was determined to protect Ning Chen, his index finger knocked on the table, and said lightly, "I see that President Zhao is indeed old, and I can't understand who is in charge of the Academy of Fine Arts." ”

"In that case, let's abdicate the position of this headmaster and give way to Xian."

Zhou Xun's seemingly understated words caused an uproar in the whole scene.

No one could have imagined that Zhou Xun really wanted to take Zhao Sanjia under the knife, and once he lost the position of principal, Zhao Sanjia would say goodbye to the Academy of Fine Arts completely.

Such a decision is too cruel for an old man who is in the position of the principal, diligent and hardworking, and has worked hard for 30 years.

"Whatever you want." Zhao Sanjia waved his hand, looking unhurried and impatient.

Why Zhou Xun was so targeted at himself and even Ning Chen, Zhao Sanjia knew better than anyone else.

However, Zhao Wanqing is her own granddaughter after all, if for her own glory and future, as well as the position of the principal, she will give her granddaughter to such a swinger who has no ambitions and likes to mess with flowers.

For him, it's not worth it.

simply didn't do anything, went out of the house, and left the place of right and wrong of the Academy of Fine Arts.

"It's your own choice, I hope you don't regret it!" Zhou Xun stopped drinking.

Zhao Sanjia's pale eyebrows were raised, and he swept over Zhou Xun and Zhang Lan lightly, that kind of indifferent and contemptuous look like a bone spur, which made Zhou Xun and Zhang Lan feel cold at the same time.

This man of the hour, who carried out drastic reforms and brought the Academy of Fine Arts to the ranks of top universities, is indeed old, but he still has the momentum of being old and strong.

Especially the eyes just now, the sharp edge is terrifying, and the cold is terrifying.

Even if the Academy of Fine Arts is under the control of the Zhou family, the outside world's impression of the Academy of Fine Arts is that it is completely tied to Zhao Sanjia, without Zhao Sanjia, there would be no Academy of Fine Arts today.

The Academy of Fine Arts is a representative enterprise of Fengtiancheng, but Zhao Sanjia is the belief of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Once faith collapses, the Academy of Fine Arts will no longer be the original Academy of Fine Arts.

Zhou Xun was suddenly a little afraid in his heart, so unscrupulously attacking the only hero of the Academy of Fine Arts, if it caused public anger, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But it has come to this, and we can only do it head-on.

"People are watching the heavens, and some things are too ruthless, which will provoke God's curse." Zhao Sanjia smiled, waved his hands, and left the conference room leisurely.

Zhou Xun, Zhang Lan, and even the rest of the school's top management looked at each other.

"Zhou Shaodong, President Zhao's position is not easy to move, and it can't be moved, I hope the board of directors can seriously consider it." A senior executive finally hardened his mind and expressed his concerns.

Zhang Lan directly scolded, "The Academy of Fine Arts is the Zhou family's industry, and it is not Zhao Sanjia's turn to show off his might, why can't he move?" Can he still turn the tide? ”

Zhou Xun raised his eyes, glanced at Zhang Lan deeply, and did not speak.

Zhang Lan shut up.

After a while, Zhou Xun handed the documents on the table to Zhang Lan, "Go and dispose of Ning Chen first, and let him get out of three days." ”

Zhang Lan took the dismissal notice about Ning Chen, her eyebrows were raised, her expression was like she had gotten a Shang Fang sword, and the whole person became full of confidence, she said, "I promise to complete the task assigned by Zhou Shaodong." ”

Zhou Xun pushed his forehead and reminded, "Let's dismiss the meeting." ”

After Zhao Sanjia left the conference room, he stared at the art academy that he was watching growing, looking lonely.

As the head of the school, his courage and ability are the only heroes who led the rapid rise of the Academy of Fine Arts.

But now that he is in this place, he was actually bluntly threatened by a young son of the Zhou family, and if he didn't obey obediently, he would be asked to get out of the Academy of Fine Arts, which was too deceitful!

He made a phone call halfway and told Zhao Wanqing about himself.

After Zhao Wanqing put down the phone, her brows were heavy, and then she sighed long, this Zhou Xun is really unscrupulous in order to get himself.