Quick Wear: Domineering System on Your Own

After dinner, the two returned to the classroom. The classroom became quiet again in an instant. No one dared to speak, for fear that they would be taken to the swimming pool by Lingjiu by accident.

Not long after, the head teacher called Lingjiu. Lingjiu stood up and walked towards the head teacher calmly.

Jiang Xi was a little worried. After Ling Jiu left, other people also started to talk about it.

"I heard that Zhao Qianqian's father came to the school and is now in the principal's office, demanding an explanation."

"Ah! I hope Lingjiu is okay!"

Xie Yuan and Cheng Xun didn't react much. After all, it was obvious that Lingjiu was not an ordinary person, and it was not certain who would be unlucky in the end.

The head teacher said to her, "Zhao Qianqian's parents are in the principal's office. If you have any questions, please tell them clearly. If they want to take action, don't worry, the teacher will protect you."

Lingjiu is a good child. She checked her test paper and found no mistakes. Moreover, since she came, she heard from teachers of various subjects that Xie Yuan started to listen to the lectures seriously.

She couldn't let people from Class 3 bully her students.

Lingjiu smiled lightly: "Don't worry, teacher, I will be fine."

The head teacher looked at Lingjiu seriously and asked, "Did you bully her?"

Lingjiu nodded.

"You're quite strong then."

Lingjiu was stunned for a moment: "My appetite is still okay."

The head teacher said solemnly: "You are growing up at this age, so it is normal to have more strength if you eat more."

The two continued walking towards the principal's office.

As soon as she entered, several pairs of eyes were staring at her.

She found a chair and sat down: "Go ahead!"

Zhao Qianqian's mother was almost furious: "Whose child are you? You are so uncultured! The teacher hasn't even sat down yet, but you're already sitting down."

"Why are you bullying our Qianqian? Our Qianqian is so well behaved. Kneel down and apologize to me immediately."

The head teacher frowned. This was too much. The principal and the director had not spoken yet, so she couldn't interrupt.

The principal smiled and told them to calm down: "It's just a fight between classmates, it's not that serious."

Zhao Qianqian's father slammed the table and said, "You must fire her today, otherwise, we will withdraw our investment."

The principal curled his lips in his heart. After donating 10 million, he really thinks he is the boss of the school. The real boss is sitting in front of him.

Lingjiu glanced at the principal and said, "I'll add another 2 million."

The principal was drinking his tea and nearly spit it out.

Zhao Qianqian's parents also stopped arguing. "What did you say? 2 million? Everyone brags, but even if I sold you, I wouldn't even get 2 million."

"I've done some research, and there's no wealthy family in this country named Ling. Who knows where you came from? How dare you bully my daughter? I'm going to make you disappear from City A."

Lingjiu stood up and poured himself a glass of water, then took a sip: "Did you only check the domestic area? Disappearing from City A is a good idea."

As she spoke, she picked up her phone and started to make a call. After a while, the call was connected: "Shi Er, I've found a company I've set my sights on. I don't want to acquire it. I want it to go bankrupt."

"The company's name is Zhao Group." She glanced at Zhao Qianqian's parents.

The two of them shuddered.

Not long after, the couple's phones rang at the same time. They picked up the phone, and it was unclear what the other party was saying. Their faces were paler than the other.

After hanging up the phone, he slumped to the ground, then looked at Lingjiu and began to beg for mercy: "Please be magnanimous and let our company go! We are the ones who looked down on others. I'm sorry, please."

"Letting you go is easy. Just disappear from City A!"

The two were heartbroken and quickly made a decision: "Okay! We will disappear from City A."

Compared to having nothing, at least they still have a house now. They can sell the house and start over somewhere else.

After the couple left, Lingjiu stood up and took out a card holder from his school uniform pocket. He pulled out a card and handed it to the principal: "2 million, no password."

The principal took the card tremblingly and said, "Really? I thought you were joking just now."

Lingjiu picked up a candy on the table and ate it: "I never joke."

After swiping the card, the principal returned it to Lingjiu: "Is the Duke of Ling abroad yours?"

Lingjiu took the card and put it into his card bag: "My father."

"So, things that can be solved with money are not a problem for me at all. After all, the inheritance they left me is so huge that I can't spend it all even if I spend ten billion a day." After saying that, he turned and left.

The principal shed tears of envy and shouted in his heart, I can do it, please let me spend it.

Director Li and the head teacher didn't expect that the new transfer student had such a prominent background.

After returning to the classroom, Jiang Xi walked over to Ling Jiu's desk and asked her, "Are you okay?"

The candy was too sweet to eat, so she spat it out, wrapped it in a tissue, and handed it to Xie Yuan: "Of course, they are the ones in trouble, not me."

Xie Yuan looked at the candy in his hand, confused.

"Throw it away."

Xie Yuan threw it into the trash can.

Jiang Xisong breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. I was afraid that I might get you punished."

Lingjiu drank some warm water and said, "Don't worry, I just donated 2 million to the school. No matter who gets into trouble, I won't get into trouble."

Jiang Xi didn't know how he returned to his seat. His mind was full of 2 million and the donation of 2 million.

Xie Yuan also frowned: "Are you crazy?"

Lingjiu glanced at him and said, "None of your business."

Xie Yuan immediately stopped talking and his brows were no longer furrowed.

No matter how much she donated, it wasn't his money. He agreed to ignore her. He was really rude.

The afternoon was spent taking exams again. There were no classes tomorrow, the weekend, so Lingjiu planned to take Jiangxi for a major renovation.

The school bell rang, and Lingjiu got in the car and said to Shiyi, "Let's go to the West District."

Shi Yi didn't ask any more questions: "Okay, Miss."

The West District is not strictly supervised and there are relatively few cameras, so people often come here to fight.

When Lingjiu arrived, they hadn't arrived yet. She found a cafe not far away, sat down and ordered a cup of coffee.

Soon, about twenty people appeared in the distance, including students and idle people from society, all holding weapons such as baseball bats.

After a while, Xie Yuan and his men appeared. Although their number was not as large as the opposite side, they also had weapons in their hands.

The two of them were talking about something, and Lingjiu stood up and walked over there.

"Just fight, what's there to talk about? Stop wasting time." A familiar voice came from behind. Xie Yuan turned around stiffly. It was indeed her.

Lingjiu stepped forward and stood opposite Zhao Lin: "I heard that you challenged my little brother to a fight?"

Heard? Who told you that? Xie Yuan frowned. "Leave quickly. It's dangerous here."

Zhao Lin looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him, his face flushed a little: "Classmate, what's your name? Do you have a partner? Do you want to date me?"

Xie Yuan cursed angrily: "Zhao Lin, you are looking for death."

Zhao Lin put his hands on his hips and said, "Looking for your sister, are you still going to fight? After the fight, I still want to pick up girls."

Lingjiu's mouth curled up slightly: "Fight, but not with him, with me!"

Xie Yuan tried to pull her back but couldn't move her: "Stop messing around, hurry up and leave, this isn't playing house."

Zhao Lin smiled and said, "I can't bear to hit you. Go play over to the side for a while. I'll come back to you after I finish my business."

Lingjiu pushed Xie Yuan away: "Fighting is so slow."