A meal at noon, eating was boring.

Except for the red medicine that doesn't understand the world.

Nalan Guanyin, Murong Qingyi, Ning Chen, the three of them have their own hearts, even if Ning Chen forced a smile several times and tried to liven up the atmosphere, but unfortunately the effect was not great.

Murong Qingyi held chopsticks, lowered his head, and occasionally served vegetables to Ning Chen.

As for Nalan Guanyin, he didn't even touch the dishes and chopsticks at all.

She sat there, like a petrified sculpture that had been petrified for a long time, even on her face there was no superfluous movement, and the whole person was calm and terrifying.

It's in another place in the same Fengtian City.

There is still a table of boring feasts.

Zhou Xun knocked on the dishes and chopsticks aimlessly, raised his head several times, and looked at the old man sitting opposite him.

This is a very old, but in good spirits, with kind eyebrows and a ruddy face.

Zhou Zhenghe.

Zhou Xun's grandfather is also the actual controller of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Because of his interest, he and his friend Zhao Sanjia co-founded Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts, and with the continuous improvement of teaching quality and the accumulation of heritage, the Academy of Fine Arts has also become a well-deserved brand-name enterprise.

Even as a representative enterprise of Fengtiancheng, it has been publicized year after year.

Neighboring cities and even the whole province, when it comes to Fengtian City, it is inevitable that the Academy of Fine Arts cannot be avoided, so it can be seen that the great value of the Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts and the importance to the entire Fengtian City.

"Tell me, what are you looking for me?" Zhou Zhenghe raised his eyes and looked at the absent-minded Zhou Xun and asked.

Zhou Xun did have something on his mind.

He wanted to get control of the Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts, and then ...... expelled the so-called lecturer who worked at the Academy of Fine Arts, Ning Chen.

The reason why Zhou Xun targeted Ning Chen so much was because of Zhao Wanqing in the final analysis.

Zhao Wanqing is his heartfelt woman, how can she tolerate outsiders getting involved?

In any case, Zhou Xun has to use all means to rectify Ning Chen, so that this guy can understand that his woman is not something that anyone can possess!

In fact, the day before, Zhou Xun had already targeted Ning Chen, but because he was too reckless and Cao Zhen blocked him, he lost face at the scene for a while.

This also deepened his personal grudge with Ning Chen.

Zhou Xun didn't have the heart to stay at the scene that night, so he left before the banquet began.

After half a day of investigation, he learned that Ning Chen was a lecturer at the Academy of Fine Arts, and as for other aspects of information, he didn't bother to pay attention to it because it was too trivial, as long as he knew this, it was enough.

And, from a certain point of view, Ning Chen is a subordinate of his grandfather, and it is easy to transfer or even fire Ning Chen.

However, Zhou Xun felt that such a punishment was too unfulfilling.

He wanted to take away the control of the Academy of Fine Arts, and then put it in front of Zhao Sanjia and Zhao Wanqing, telling these two that if he didn't obey his will, he Zhou Xun could easily ban the position of principal.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xun was a little excited.

He restrained his expression and replied to Zhou Zhenghe opposite, "Grandpa, you said, am I your favorite person?" ”

"Oily cavity slippery." Zhou Zheng scolded with a smooth smile.

Zhou Xun scratched his head and continued, "I know that grandpa loves me the most, in this case, my grandson now wants to do a big career in a dignified manner, I don't know if grandpa supports it or not?" ”

Zhou Zhenghe raised his eyebrows, how did this grandson, who has always been idle and unambitious, become sensible?

However, if the prodigal son does not change his money, it is a good thing after all, so he naturally has to support it.

So he nodded, expressing his attitude.

"That's good." Zhou Xun was excited, clapped his hands, and said with his eyes dripping, "Can Grandpa ...... Assign the ownership of the Academy of Fine Arts to my name? ”

"Huh?" Zhou Zhenghe raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts is the largest industry under his name, and it is also the capital of his foothold in Fengtian City, for him, it is half of his life.

Zhou Zhenghe didn't expect that as soon as Zhou Xun opened his mouth, he asked for the property rights of Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts.

It's not just a lion's mouth.

"Why did you fall in love with Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts?" Zhou Zhenghe asked.

"Don't you care about this, do you want to give it or not?" Zhou Xun was coquettish, looking very expectant.

"Let me think about it again."

Zhou Zhenghe has always been resolute and resolute, but when it comes to Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts, he has to be cautious.

Zhou Xun was disappointed, but he thought that the old immortal who had been dying recently would die sooner or later, and he was not in a hurry at the moment, so he begged Zhou Zhenghe to sign a document on personnel appointments and dismissals.

The content of the document implicates Ning Chen's recall, to put it bluntly, it is a notice of dismissal.

Zhou Zhenghe didn't know why Zhou Xun did this, but after thinking about it, that is, to expel an inconsequential person, in order to fulfill his grandson's wishes, he signed it casually.

If he was also on the scene in the friendship match a few days ago, Zhou Zhenghe would definitely not sign it.

If he continued to pay attention to any situation in Feng Tiancheng, he would still not sign this name, and even became afraid to sign.

Because with the wisdom and foresight of Zhou Zhenghe when he was young, he would inevitably see that Ning Chen, who had never met before, was faintly changing the pattern of the entire Fengtian City.

But now, because of his incomplete information, a single thought, almost brought the entire Zhou family into a situation from which he could never recover.

At this point, Zhou Zhenghe did not expect.

Zhou Xun also paid a heavy price for this.

But that's all for later.

After Zhou Xun got the document signed with Zhou Zhenghe's name, he drove directly to Fengtian Academy of Fine Arts in the afternoon, he first looked for Zhao Sanjia, and then contacted all the school executives.

In the end, he sat in the chairman's position in a grand manner, and was quite domineering with the documents in his hand still on the table, glanced at Zhao Sanjia obliquely, and said in an unkind tone, "This person, I don't like it, please let him get out!" ”

Zhao Sanjia subconsciously flipped through the documents, and after a long time, he asked rhetorically, "Do you know what Ning Chen means to the Academy of Fine Arts?" ”

"It's not my concern, please let him fuck off." Zhou Xun's tone was cold, and when he said this, he propped himself on the table with one hand and smiled evilly, "If Ning Chen doesn't get out, I'll let you get out!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the whole scene became heavy.

Zhao Sanjia's face was even more pale for a while.

"Principal, if you really can't do it, you ......" A school senior reminded Zhao Sanjia not to be rash, after all, the document has the autographs of Zhou Zheng and the chairman.

Refusing to carry it out is to disobey Zhou Zhenghe's will.

At that time, I am afraid that even his position as the principal will become a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it will be difficult to protect himself.

Zhao Sanjia shook his head, his attitude was very resolute, "If Ning Chen leaves, then I will also go." ”

"Are you ......" Zhou Xun was taken aback, and at the same time, his face was bruised, and he was quite angry.

This Zhao Sanjia is really not good at oil and salt, pedantic, and he actually did not hesitate to give up the position of principal for the sake of Ning Chen.