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Hongqi Primary School.

Jiang Hongxia parked the car, looked at the bright red flag fluttering on the flagpole, and thought about how to apologize to the teacher and the other parent.

After all, our child is not in the right in this matter.

Wu Jimao stayed beside her without saying a word.

He came along just to give Jiang Hongxia courage.

I went upstairs and found the teacher's office. There were more than ten teachers inside who were listening silently to a young woman's rage. Only the teacher on duty was accompanying her and speaking carefully.

"How is your school managed? How dare you accept such a wild child? Look how it has ruined our child's hair. I tell you, Secretary Yan takes this matter very seriously and he must be expelled."

"Mother Yan Fang, the school is indeed responsible for this matter, and we have severely criticized Wei Jianguo, but he is only a third-grade student. Isn't expelling him too severe?"

"Is firing serious enough? If he wasn't so young, I would have had the police arrest him right now."

"That's too harsh, that's too harsh, the children just played too much, there's no need to arrest anyone."

"What's your attitude? My child's hair was half burned, isn't that serious? You don't have the final say. Let your principal come over. If you can't make the decision, someone else will."

Jiang Hongxia paused in front of the door, took a breath, and knocked on the door with a smile on her face.

"Excuse me, is Teacher Song here?"

The female teacher who was talking to the woman saw two police officers coming and thought they were called by Yan Fang's parents, so she quickly said, "Comrade from the police, I am Teacher Song."

"Hello, Teacher Song, I am Wei Jianguo's aunt. His mother cannot come today because of work matters. I am here to represent his mother."

Teacher Song breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could say anything, the young woman ran up to Jiang Hongxia angrily, pointed at her nose and started scolding her.

"Why didn't the mother come to see such a serious matter? Is she too embarrassed to see people because she gave birth to a bastard? No wonder the child is so wild, I think he just lacks family education."

Jiang Hongxia was a little ashamed that her eldest sister couldn't come in person, especially since it was indeed her own naughty child who caused the trouble.

She was ready to swallow her pride.

I just didn't expect the other party to curse so harshly.

She still endured it, calmed down, and smiled humbly: "You are Yan Fang's mother, right? I'm really sorry, my child is ignorant and has caused harm to you and your daughter. I'm sorry!"

After saying this, she bowed seriously.

But the other party didn't accept it at all. As soon as Jiang Hongxia stood up, she slapped her.

"Snapped"

The slap was blocked by Wu Jimao.

The woman struggled twice but failed to break free. She screamed in a sharp voice, "What are you doing? Why are you grabbing my arm? The police are so great, and they dare to act like hooligans? They are acting like hooligans, the police are acting like hooligans——"

Wu Jimao didn't expect the woman to say that he was a hooligan, so he quickly took his hand back.

Seeing that Wu Jimao was scared, the woman became bolder and refused to give in. "Do you think you can bully people just because you are a police officer? I tell you, the chief of the police station is always polite when he sees my Secretary Yan."

These words have no offensive effect on Jiang Hongxia and Wu Jimao.

The police station chief was also very polite when speaking to them.

Perhaps because she saw that they remained calm and fearless, the woman was stunned.

Teacher Song quickly came up to say, "Don't get excited, Yan Fang's mother, we have something to discuss. Today we are mainly talking about the child."

Jiang Hongxia took a deep breath and suppressed her anger. "Mother Yan Fang, my elder sister does have important work today. If you have any requests for this matter, please feel free to ask."

The woman snorted heavily and waved her arms again. "There is no room for negotiation. You must be fired."

Jiang Hongxia certainly couldn't agree to this request, "Mother Yan Fang, this matter is indeed my nephew Wei Jianguo's fault. I apologize to you, but he is only a nine-year-old child. Expulsion is too severe a punishment..."

Before she could finish her words about financial compensation, the woman interrupted her, "I said there is no negotiation, Teacher Song. If you don't follow my instructions, when Secretary Yan asks about it, it won't just be a matter of expelling a student."

Even in the face of threats, Teacher Song still smiled and tried to calm her down. "Mother Yan Fang, it's not easy for children to study. Please be more understanding. Let's discuss it and see if there are other ways."

The woman refused and her finger was about to touch Jiang Hongxia's face. Seeing this, Wu Jimao quickly stepped in to block it.

As a result, the woman got angry when she saw Wu Jimao, and scratched his face with her fingers, leaving four bloody marks.

This time, Jiang Hongxia couldn't help it anymore.

She is not a good-tempered person.

The four bloodstains on Wu Jimao's face were like thorns in her heart.

She grabbed the woman's wrist and twisted it back, "You are so brave to attack the police."

The woman was not under the pressure, and Jiang Hongxia twisted her arms behind her back, making her unable to straighten her back. She half-bent her body and screamed hysterically.

"Let me go, let me go. I am Secretary Yan's daughter-in-law. You are attacking Secretary Yan by doing this. If you don't let me go, I will peel off your skin."

When Wu Jimao saw Jiang Hongxia taking action, he immediately became emboldened. He grabbed the woman's other arm behind her back, took out handcuffs and put them on her.

Jiang Hongxia's eyes flickered slightly. She carefully observed the bloodstains on Wu Jimao's face and turned around expressionlessly. "Teacher Song, we will deal with Wei Jianguo's matter later. This woman attacked the police. Let's take her back first."

Teacher Song was at a loss as to what to do and stammered, not knowing how to answer.

"I won't make things difficult for you. If her family comes, just say that she was taken away by the Dragon Group."

Teacher Song murmured and repeated, "Dragon Group..."

Such a crazy and awesome name...

After explaining everything, Jiang Hongxia escorted the woman out of the office, with Wu Jimao protecting her.

Sharp and vulgar curses echoed in the corridor.

The principal came hurriedly and only saw the backs of the three people getting into the Willys Jeep.

He was suddenly shocked.

The person who can drive now is definitely not a young policeman.

"Did the two police officers say which unit they were from?"

Teacher Song was still in shock, and after a while he answered, "I told you, it's just that the name is weird."

"Strange? Public security agencies are either police stations or branch bureaus or municipal bureaus. Could they be part of the Ministry of Public Security?"

"No, she just said two words, Dragon Team."

The principal has never heard of this unit.

Now that he has found out the background of the two people, he can explain to Secretary Yan.

He knew that Secretary Yan's daughter-in-law was a bit overbearing, so she was hiding on purpose and asked the teacher to come out and appease her.

Who knew that something so big would happen.

Guangfu Subdistrict Office.

Yan Donggui was furious when he received the call from the principal, but after years in the political world, he had long since mastered the skill of not showing his emotions, so his tone remained calm, "Principal Li, did the other party say what unit it was from?"

"I wasn't there at the time, but I heard the teacher on site say it was called something called the Dragon Group. I don't know if I heard it wrongly."

"Dragon Group?" Yan Donggui smacked the name in his mouth, and after a moment his voice rose three degrees, "Are they talking about the Dragon Group?"

"Yes, it's the Dragon Group."

"Beep-beep-"

The phone hangs up.

Yan Donggui fell into a chair, his face pale.

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