CHAPTER 205: CHAPTER 204: THE ELDER OF THE ACADEMY (2/3)

Yang Chen walked out of the villa, and Xiaowang immediately came up to him.

"Got a smoke?" Yang Chen asked directly.

"Yes!" Xiaowang quickly pulled out a cigarette and handed it to Yang Chen, then lit it for him.

Yang Chen took a deep drag, glanced at the courtyard, then walked to a tree, leaning against it to smoke quietly.

His emotions were complex.

He had always been grateful to Wei Qingzhong, and now that Wei Qingzhong had suddenly passed away, he was very sad. The suspicion that Wei Qingzhong might have been murdered made Yang Chen feel even worse.

After finishing the cigarette, Yang Chen took a plastic bag from his pocket, its opening tightly sealed, with green tea inside.

Yang Chen handed the bag to Xiaowang, saying, "Take this for testing and let me know the results."

"Sure!" Xiaowang carefully took the bag, turned around, and placed it securely in the car.

Yang Chen started to walk away.

Xiaowang rushed up, "Yang... Chen, where are you going? Should I give you a ride?"

Xiaowang’s heart skipped a beat; he almost called him incorrectly.

"No need!" Yang Chen glanced at Xiaowang and said lightly, "I can go by myself."

Xiaowang quickly caught up, waving over to the driver, "I’m free anyway, and this is also a task arranged by our leader. Brother, please help out!"

Yang Chen stopped, looked at Xiaowang.

In the past, he’d experienced similar situations himself, where tasks given by the leader had to be completed.

And his only leader... was Zhuo Jingyu.

"Alright, thank you, brother!" Yang Chen gave a faint smile.

"You’re welcome!" Xiaowang beamed, quickly opening the car door for Yang Chen.

...

Baihua Kindergarten.

Yang Chen got out of the car from a distance; the car had white plates, too conspicuous, which wasn’t good.

From afar, Yang Chen saw a figure standing in front of Chen Siyan, seemingly in an argument.

He walked over, overhearing the man pointing angrily at Chen Siyan, shouting, "Don’t think that just because you’re a woman I won’t do anything to you. Since you’re operating in our village, you need to pay hygiene and management fees, a hundred per person per month. Calculate how many people you’ve got and pay up, otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude!"

Chen Siyan was so frightened her eyes were red and about to cry.

Seeing this scene, fury surged to Yang Chen’s head.

"Hey!" Yang Chen shouted.

The man turned around.

All he saw was a foot kicking toward his chest, too late to dodge!

Bam!

The man was kicked into the air, slamming into the wall.

"Ow! Ow!" The man felt like his whole body was about to come apart, pain ripping through his front and back as he could only cry out.

"Brother!" Upon seeing Yang Chen, a delightful sparkle returned to Chen Siyan’s eyes, almost jumping for joy.

She just knew Yang Chen would show up during times of trouble!

Yang Chen nodded to Chen Siyan, walked toward the man, and stepped on him forcefully.

The man felt as if his chest would be crushed, crying out, "Don’t hit me! Don’t hit me! Ow! My bones are breaking!"

"I heard you’re here to collect management fees?" Yang Chen asked in a cold voice.

"No, no, we don’t need it! We don’t need it anymore!"

"Do you have the authority to charge fees? A certificate?"

"No, I don’t!"

"Then what fees are you collecting!"

"I won’t dare again! I won’t dare again!" the man begged for mercy.

Yang Chen kicked him away, angrily shouting, "Get out of here! If I see you collecting fees again, I’ll break your legs!"

Of course, Yang Chen used precise force and held back a lot of strength; otherwise, that kick could have killed him!

The man scrambled away in terror.

Outside, Xiaowang, watching this scene, frowned.

After thinking it over, he still made a phone call.

...

"Brother, what’s wrong with your arm..." Chen Siyan, seeing Yang Chen’s other arm in a cast, immediately burst into tears.

"Silly girl!" Watching Chen Siyan cry, Yang Chen couldn’t help but laugh and scold, "It’s just a small injury, it’ll be fine in ten days or half a month!"

"How can that be, it takes a hundred days for bone injuries to heal!"

"Your brother heals fast. Once, in the Guard, I broke a leg and was running in ten days flat."

"I don’t believe it!"

"You’ll see. Where’s the principal?" Yang Chen didn’t banter further, as there were more important matters to discuss.

"The principal is in the office, I didn’t let him come out," Chen Siyan said.

Actually, she hadn’t told Qin Zhiyuan about someone coming to demand management fees, they really had no money to spare — it was tens of thousands for one go, how could they afford that?

Yang Chen nodded, walking towards the principal’s office.

Gently pushing the door open, Yang Chen found the principal asleep on a chair.

Must be really exhausted.

Yang Chen tiptoed over and noticed the principal... had indeed aged!

A head full of silver hair, shimmering under the sunlight, made Yang Chen’s eyes sting a bit.

His face was lined with grooves bearing the marks of time, with some age spots clinging to his skin, strikingly noticeable.

His neck was draped with a layer of wrinkled skin, appearing as if it was loosely fitted.

Yang Chen stood before Qin Zhiyuan, his eyes slightly red.

The sound of Chen Siyan’s footsteps woke Qin Zhiyuan.

Qin Zhiyuan slowly opened his heavy eyelids, seeing a tall figure before him, blocking the blinding sunlight.

Focusing his gaze, he joyfully exclaimed, "Xiaochen, you’re back!"

Seeing the injury on Yang Chen’s arm, he immediately asked with concern, "What happened to your arm?"

"It’s nothing!" Yang Chen feigned a lighthearted smile, "Just a little bump, it’ll be fine in a few days."

To reassure Qin Zhiyuan, Yang Chen even deliberately raised his arm to show it was not a big issue.

Seeing this, Qin Zhiyuan finally relaxed, "You see, even after leaving the Guard, you’re worrisome, disappearing every other day!"

Yang Chen smiled apologetically, "I’ve been out looking for a wife, it took a lot to find one, I can’t let her slip away!"

"Exactly, exactly!" Qin Zhiyuan agreed, nodding earnestly, "Finding someone like Xiaoxin as your wife is sheer luck shining on you!"

"Hehe!" Yang Chen wholeheartedly agreed with this.

After some small talk, Yang Chen straightened his face, seriously telling Qin Zhiyuan, "Principal... Wei Xueqing’s father... Wei Qingzhong... has passed away!"

"What?" Qin Zhiyuan’s eyes widened in disbelief, "How did he pass away? Wasn’t he fine a few days ago? Those days we chatted well with him and Old Zhang, he was healthier than us, just gone like that?"

For the elderly, witnessing people around them pass away deeply affects them.

"The current situation is unclear, I will investigate it further, but the reason I’m telling you is that when I returned penniless, you found someone to introduce me to a job, and it was Uncle Zhong who provided the money to treat Yanyan. He is a benefactor to our family, so on the day of the funeral, let’s both go," Yang Chen said.

"Yes, yes! It’s the right thing to do!" Qin Zhiyuan nodded repeatedly.