stjorthotic Chapter 355 The teacher complained: Your daughter made a male classmate cry.
Chapter 355 The teacher complained: Your daughter made a male classmate cry.
Lin Zhou was leisurely fishing by the fishpond at Xishan Manor when he suddenly received a call from his homeroom teacher.
The voice was trembling so badly that even through the weak radio waves, Lin Zhou could imagine the other person curled up like a quail in the office.
"Mr. Lin... I'm sorry to bother you, but Nuonuo has run into a little trouble at school. Would you mind coming over?"
Teacher Zhang's tone was almost obsequious, even carrying a hint of fear that the Lin Group might acquire the school overnight.
Lin Zhou sighed helplessly and casually put the fishing rod aside.
"Alright, Teacher Zhang, don't panic. I'm coming right now. I promise I won't tear down your school building."
He hung up the phone, turned around and shrugged at Su Qingge, who was changing Lin An's diaper next to him.
"Honey, your daughter has run into a brick wall at school, and the teacher is calling the parents."
Su Qingge rolled her eyes upon hearing this and smeared baby powder on her son's bottom with a hint of annoyance.
"I knew it. This girl's personality is exactly like yours. Expecting her to be a lady at school is like expecting a sow to fly. Hurry up and go. Don't brag to anyone at school."
Twenty minutes later.
Lin Zhou drove his unassuming bulletproof van and parked it steadily in front of the First Elementary School's Political Education Office building.
He took a deep breath, deliberately buttoned up his shirt collar neatly, and even pushed up his non-prescription glasses on the bridge of his nose to give him a serious look.
He repeatedly told himself: I am now an ordinary retired parent, I must be civilized and not resort to violence.
Lin Zhou adopted a humble, even somewhat awkward, traditional parental posture and shuffled into the homeroom teacher's office.
However, the moment he pushed open the door, the scene inside almost made him lose his composure on the spot.
Sitting on the large sofa in the office was a chubby second-grade boy, fair-skinned and dressed head to toe in designer brands.
The chubby boy was crying his eyes out, snot bubbles coming out of his nose one after another, and his custom-made British-style school uniform was covered in dried black mud.
Beside the sofa, Chen Jianguo, a multi-billionaire CEO who wields immense influence in Beijing's real estate industry, was slamming his fist on the table with a livid expression.
"What kind of talk is this! How can girls these days be so violent! They practically stuffed my son's mouth shut with mud!"
In contrast, Lin Nuonuo, the student in question, stood properly across the desk.
Her two pigtails, sticking straight up, still stood proudly.
Although the little girl had her head down, looking obedient and resigned to her fate after doing something wrong, her bright, sparkling eyes were darting around.
Her little hand was hidden behind her pleated skirt, and she was secretly making a "V" sign for victory at Lin Zhou, who had just entered the room.
"President Lin! You've finally arrived!"
When the homeroom teacher, Ms. Zhang, saw Lin Zhou, it was as if she had seen a living Bodhisattva who had saved her from suffering. She rushed over to greet him.
"Oh dear, Teacher Zhang, I'm so sorry to have caused the school so much trouble."
Lin Zhou quickly put on a humble and fearful expression and bowed slightly to Teacher Zhang.
"It's all my fault for not disciplining him strictly enough. This child is incredibly mischievous at home. I hope he didn't hurt the teacher?"
Chen Jianguo, who was cursing loudly, froze on the spot the moment he heard the words "General Manager Lin".
He turned his head abruptly.
When he saw Lin Zhou's sharp face, which he would recognize even if Lin Zhou were reduced to ashes, his arrogant arrogance was instantly extinguished like a bucket of ice water, leaving not a single spark.
"Lin... Godfather Lin?"
Chen Jianguo's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down before Lin Zhou.
Although he was considered a nouveau riche in the real estate industry, he wasn't even qualified to carry shoes for the Lin Group, a reclusive behemoth that could short-sell a country's currency at will.
Lin Zhou wore a stern expression of disappointment and glared at Nuonuo.
"Lin Nuonuo! Look what you've done! How could you beat a male classmate like this!"
"Hurry up and apologize to Uncle Chen and classmate Chen!"
His voice sounded strong and authoritative.
However, from an angle unseen by others, Lin Zhou's right hand, hidden in his suit trouser pocket, couldn't help but secretly give his daughter a thumbs up.
He was secretly overjoyed, even chuckling to himself: No wonder she's my daughter, Lin Zhou! She managed to corner the chubby second-grader in the sandpit and beat him up all by herself. Her fighting prowess is definitely a perfect inheritance of her father's excellent genes.
Nuonuo obediently shrank her neck, her voice sweet and childish, yet tinged with feigned grievance.
"Uncle Chen, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"I just thought the words Chen was saying were too filthy, so I wanted to help him wash his mouth with mud."
Hearing his daughter's brilliant explanation, Lin Zhou almost burst out laughing.
He pinched his thigh hard with his hands, barely managing to suppress the smile that was about to burst from the corner of his mouth.
At this point, Chen Jianguo didn't dare ask for any explanation; cold sweat poured down his forehead like it was free.
He slapped his chubby son on the head and forcefully pulled him up from the sofa.
"Stop crying! All you do is cry all day!"
"You must have provoked Miss Lin at school first! Apologize to President Lin right now!"
The chubby boy was stunned by his father's slap, stopped crying, and stared blankly at the scene before him.
He couldn't understand why his usually domineering father was now acting like a coward when facing this beautiful girl's father.
The atmosphere in the office suddenly became strange. The homeroom teacher, Ms. Zhang, stood aside, trembling with fear, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Lin Zhou waved his hand, the sternness on his face instantly disappearing, and he regained the calm and collected demeanor unique to top-tier conglomerates.
"Mr. Chen, it's normal for kids to fight and play around. We adults shouldn't get involved."
"However, my daughter was right about something she just said: boys should keep their mouths shut at school."
Lin Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he had a smile on his lips, the cold glint that flashed in his eyes made Chen Jianguo feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Lin is right. I'll definitely skin that little brat alive when I get back!"
Chen Jianguo wiped away his cold sweat and dragged his son out of the office in a scramble.
Lin Zhou then turned his head and looked at Nuonuo, who was sticking her tongue out at him, with amusement.
He turned to look at Teacher Zhang.
"Teacher Zhang, we'll head back now. As for the losses we've caused the school, I'll have Lao Chen donate a new library to the school later."
"No trouble at all, Mr. Lin, please take care!"
When Teacher Zhang heard that he wanted to donate a building, his eyes lit up, and he respectfully saw the father and daughter to the door.
The moment Lin Zhou stepped out of the teaching building, the facade of traditional parenthood that he had been putting on instantly crumbled.
He picked up his daughter, who was carrying a pink backpack, and spun her around twice in the air.
"Haha, Lin Nuonuo, you're amazing! You beat up the only son of a real estate tycoon like that by yourself."
"Tell Daddy quickly, what did that chubby kid do to you?"
Nuonuo wrapped her arms around Lin Zhou's neck, her two pigtails swaying proudly in the wind.
"He stole my little brother's territory and tried to steal my snacks!"
The little girl confidently swung her fist.
"Most importantly, he actually dared to say that Dad made so much money by luck. How could I tolerate that?"
After hearing this, Lin Zhou's protective instincts were completely aroused.
He carefully placed his daughter into the back seat of the van, then got in himself, and casually took a box of chilled strawberry gummies from the car's refrigerator and handed it to her.
"That's right. We need to use physical methods to teach this ignorant little fat kid a lesson."
"But who taught you to smear your mouth with mud?"
Nuonuo took the candy, skillfully peeled one open, and threw it into her mouth, chewing it with a smacking sound.
"Does this even need to be taught? I saw Uncle Yang grilling fish on the island before. Whenever the fish didn't behave, he would stuff its mouth with seasoning."
The little girl tilted her head, her eyes full of innocence and naivety.
"I call this applying what I've learned in practice."
Lin Zhou laughed heartily, then shook his head somewhat helplessly.
This girl really doesn't miss any opportunity to become a bandit.
The van slowly drove out of the school gate and sped off towards Xishan Manor.
Along the way, the father and daughter huddled together, plotting how to further expand the influence of "Class 3, Grade 1" at school the next day.
They looked exactly like two notorious thieves dividing their loot.
The car had just stopped in the courtyard of Xishan Manor when Lin Zhou hadn't even had a chance to take his daughter out of the car.
They saw Su Qingge dressed in simple home clothes, standing on the marble steps in front of the villa with her arms crossed and a slightly cold expression.
Old Chen behind her was frantically winking at Lin Zhou, signaling to the young master to pray for good luck.
Oh no, the Grand Inquisitor is waiting at the door.
Lin Zhou coughed lightly, then guiltily hid Nuonuo behind his back.
He put on a fawning smile and took small, quick steps to get closer to his wife.
"Honey, you look so beautiful in this outfit today. It makes you look like an eighteen-year-old girl."
Su Qingge wasn't buying it at all. Her gaze swept over his shoulder and fixed intently on Nuonuo, who was hiding behind him.
"Lin Zhou, don't try to fool me here."
"Go ahead and tell me, Teacher Zhang explained it all to me over the phone."
Su Qingge took a deep breath, her tone full of helplessness.
"Lin Nuonuo, what exactly made you beat up Chen like that today?"
Nuonuo peeked half her head out from behind Lin Zhou, then shrank back a little guiltily.
"Mom, I really didn't hit you for no reason."
The little girl fiddled with her fingers, making a sound as soft as a mosquito's hum.
"He started it!"
"Where did he hit you?" Su Qingge frowned, a hint of nervousness flashing in her eyes.
Nuonuo sniffed.
"He stole my spicy snack!"