He frowned and pressed the answer button, his voice filled with displeasure: "Old Li, what’s up?"
The next second, Vice Principal Ma slammed the table and stood up abruptly.
"Zhou Chu is coming too?! And it’s for that student’s issue?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was anxious, confirming Vice Principal Ma’s suspicion.
"Impossible!" Vice Principal Ma slammed the table hard.
"If Zhou Chu were coming, he’d definitely inform me! How could it be, how could it be..."
As he thought about it, cold sweat ran down Vice Principal Ma’s back.
If it was Chang Ming and another Director Zhang coming over last time, even if it was a surprise inspection without notice, Vice Principal Ma wouldn’t have been afraid at all.
Although they were from higher authorities, in terms of administrative hierarchy, Vice Principal Ma was still a notch above them.
In other words, if something unexpected happened, he could still handle it.
Like when Chang Ming and others were pressing Coach Wang, if things reached a critical situation, he could stop it immediately on the spot.
But if Zhou Chu really did come, then it would be different.
Moreover, for it to warrant Zhou Chu coming, how big of an issue must it be? What level of issue must it be?
Not even a single heads-up?
Vice Principal Ma immediately hung up the call, dialed Wang Rui straight away: "Hello, Xiao Wang! Stop the training immediately today, let the students rest as they should... Just say it’s a regular rest day! Do I have to teach you this? Why so many problems? Get ready immediately, someone might come to question you soon—still about that student issue!"
After saying this, he slammed his phone down on the desk with such force that it knocked over a tea cup, spilling the tea.
The aroma in the office became even more intense for a moment.
But at this moment, the teapot seemed to turn into oil, pouring over Vice Principal Ma’s heart, making him even more agitated.
Thinking for a moment, he picked up the phone again, found the contact labeled [Psychological Xiao Zhao], and dialed.
"Hello, Xiao Zhao? What have you been up to with Mr. Nan these past few days... Never mind, come to my office once, right now, immediately!"
After instructing this, he called the Director of Education without stopping.
"Old Li, follow Chang Ming and probe what exactly they are here for this time... What do you mean he’s not around? You don’t know where he went? He must have gone to find those two external psychological teachers, where else could he go?!"
On the other side, Chang Ming was turning back and saw the back of the Director of Education running towards the office building.
Silently counting to three in his mind, he abruptly changed his direction towards the office building of the Psychological Consultation Room.
From his route, it seemed Chang Ming intended to head straight to the sports field.
"Director Chang." A familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Chang Ming stopped, turned around, and saw it was Nan Zhubin.
"Mr. Nan, what are you doing here?"
"Didn’t we agree to meet today for something—" Nan Zhubin paused, "but Director Chang didn’t inform me you were coming. If I hadn’t stepped out for some fresh air and happened to see you, I wouldn’t even know you were here."
"Also—" The young consultation teacher glanced behind Chang Ming with a puzzled expression, "Did you come alone?"
On the evening the intervention decision was made, Nan Zhubin again contacted Chang Ming to discuss specific strategies.
It was temporarily agreed for Chang Ming to invite a higher-level leader to intervene, as the first step to break the [closed group]—
[Forcibly Introduce External Authority]
This point is crucial because the external factor introduced must be sufficiently "authoritative" and powerful enough to disrupt the original balance of the closed group.
After all—was Wang Rui the true leader of their sports team?
Perhaps, perhaps not.
But Nan Zhubin knew that thinking big wouldn’t hurt.
So he discussed with Chang Ming to bring in a sufficiently influential superior.
Of course, this request was somewhat unreasonable.
Because the current nature of the situation didn’t seem significant enough to summon a high-ranking leader.
Unless Chang Ming had a good private relationship with the superior, involving some significant favors.
Nan Zhubin was also prepared for Chang Ming to refuse.
Unexpectedly, Chang Ming agreed after some thought and then finalized the details of today’s action with Nan Zhubin.
Just as Chang Ming saw Nan Zhubin, he hesitated for a moment.
Then nodded: "I don’t want to lie, Mr. Nan."
"Right, today I came alone."
Nan Zhubin’s pupils contracted sharply.
Chang Ming came alone.
What was he planning?
That day, when discussing the intervention measures, Chang Ming’s reaction was quite unusual.
After gathering the details from Nan Zhubin, he had directly hung up the phone.
At that time, Weng Pinting and Nan Zhubin found it strange and made some guesses.
However, because they weren’t face-to-face, Nan Zhubin’s [Micro-expression Analysis] couldn’t come into play, so they couldn’t and didn’t delve deeper.
At this moment, Nan Zhubin was observing the changes on Chang Ming’s face.
[Blinking frequency is abnormal, avoiding eye contact with me.]
[One corner of the mouth is pulled down decisively, while the other slightly raises—a half-smile? A conflict in his mind.]
[The hand holding the briefcase grips tightly, substituting for a fist, while taking a deep breath.]
[On one side, there’s feeling of guilt, directed towards me.]
[On the other, there’s determination... What is he going to do?]
What determination did Chang Ming make, and for what decision did he feel guilty towards Nan Zhubin?
Nan Zhubin squinted his eyes, intentionally asking Chang Ming: "Is Director Chang planning to ignore the issue of Li Mingchen, not following our plan, and intending to make a fool of us?"
He wanted to provoke more reactions from Chang Ming with this sentence.
[Earlobes turned red, emotions excited.]
[Knuckles turned white, forming a local color difference, fingers clenched tighter.]
There was no sign of [guilt], but rather an intensified [determination].
Chang Ming said: "Of course, I want to resolve Li Mingchen’s issues and those of the other good kids, but my thoughts are different from yours, Mr. Nan."
Nan Zhubin frowned, probing: "Are you in a hurry, no matter what, should we talk first?"
Chang Ming glanced in the direction of the sports field, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Sure."
[He is waiting for something.]
This reaction was acutely captured by Nan Zhubin.
Nan Zhubin’s eyes narrowed slightly.
What was Chang Ming waiting for?
Seeing that Chang Ming didn’t intend to follow him to the Psychological Consultation Room, they chose a relatively secluded corner on the side of the sports field.
Nan Zhubin looked up and asked Chang Ming: "For today’s matter, does Director Chang have his own ideas?"