Lin Nianhe certainly didn’t plan to be a hands-off manager.
She needed to maintain good relationships, gain support from the school, and establish connections with other universities to promote cooperation.
However, these were matters for the future. Right now, the most important thing was to enjoy the drama.
"Who? Who reported for abusing my power?"
At the Director’s house, she was negotiating rent with the families who clung stubbornly to living in her house. Just as she was at her wits’ end, soone ca saying they needed to investigate her for abuse of power.
The Director couldn’t understand it!
Who was bold enough to report her?
Didn’t they want to live peacefully in this alley anymore?
Almost instantly, she thought of Lin Nianhe. Her intuition told her that only this girl would dare to report her.
Thinking this, she beca unafraid.
Lin Nianhe had only been here for a few days. What did she know? What evidence could she have?
She hadn’t even had ti to straighten up when the investigator said, "Oh, the complainant filed the report under their real na. It’s okay to tell you—it’s Xia Dong. You should know him, right?"
The Director was stunned.
Xia Dong?
Xiao Xia?
That reticent guy dared to do this?
He, he...
Actually, he did know quite a few things about her.
Not to ntion, the fact that several families had occupied his house all these years and couldn’t resolve it was no small matter.
The Director’s face gradually turned pale, her mouth wide open, unable to make a sound.
Seeing her like this, the young investigator knew what was going on. He directly had his colleagues take her away, not forgetting to tell the gathered neighbors: "If you have any evidence, you can also tell privately. We will investigate thoroughly and show no rcy."
Hearing this, the neighbors had mixed expressions.
Those close to the Director realized their days of recklessness were over, and that there was a high chance they would be dragged down by her. Their faces fell, looking at the Director with expectant eyes—hoping she’d die before implicating them.
The neighbors who had been bullied for years had complicated feelings. On one hand, they were looking forward to the end of their suffering days, on the other, they worried that the Director might still deceive the authorities and, should they report her, they could face her revenge.
With such thoughts, no one dared to deliver the final blow for a while.
On the outskirts of the crowd, Lin Nianhe, with Wang Shui by her side, stood on the steps, happily watching the commotion.
Wang Shui nudged her, asking quietly, "Did you instigate this?"
"Yes," Lin Nianhe openly admitted this ti, "Uncle Xia knows a lot, and since he moved out, he has no attachnts and reporting her causes him no psychological burden. Plus, he was very willing to do it."
That day, the last thing she discussed with Xia Dong was this matter.
She had expected so upheaval, but didn’t expect Xia Dong to act so quickly.
Honest people are the deadliest when pushed too far.
"Well done."
Wang Shui praised her, then added, "Otherwise, with such a ddleso Director, running our tutoring class smoothly would be too troubleso."
"Hmm." Lin Nianhe furrowed her brows slightly, "I hope the successor is capable."
"With such a precedent, it can’t get much worse... but I always feel like this isn’t over yet."
"Coincidentally, I also think it’s not over yet."
...
From being investigated to being dismissed, it only took a day for the Director.
When the street announced the punishnt, the always observing neighbors finally started acting, furiously throwing stones into this dry well.
So people even threw stones into her house, breaking several windows.
Her house’s troubles weren’t as simple as just stones—those families had been entrenched there!
While she was Director, she turned a deaf ear to Xia Dong’s experiences. Now, it was her and her family’s turn to endure it all.
She wanted to sell her house, but as soon as outsiders ca, within three steps, enthusiastic neighbors would spill the beans on the antics of several families, scaring the visitors away.
Ti after ti, nobody knows what she was thinking when she approached Lin Nianhe.
"Xiao Lin, does your school still need a house? I’ll sell mine to you," the auntie was very enthusiastic, "My yard is much bigger than this, just for ten thousand yuan, how about that?"
Lin Nianhe smiled brightly, listened to her seriously, and then said—
"No deal."
The auntie’s face fell: "Why?"
"Because I have no money," Lin Nianhe pulled out his wallet, which only had ten yuan in it, "How about you give a discount, and sell it to for eight yuan?"
The aunt was so angry that she rolled her eyes.
Just as Lin Nianhe was about to leave, he heard her say viciously: "Fine, you won’t buy it? If you can manage that work-study program, I’ll take your surna!"
"Better not, the Lin Family doesn’t need a parasite like you."
Lin Nianhe scowled and shut the yard door.
"You..."
The aunt cursed on the street outside the door.
Lin Nianhe pondered in the yard what she might do to him.
Actually, without thinking, it’s nothing more than those underhanded things.
So trouble, but no need to worry too much.
She dared to do this, naturally she was prepared.
That evening.
The trio held a small eting in room 208, discussing the biography Wen Lan wrote for Principal Wu.
At Auntie’s house, her two nephews, full from eating and drinking, were listening to instructions.
"I’ve been watching yard 88 these past few days, the people hired by that girl always leave at five o’clock sharp. Tomorrow night I’ll find an excuse to keep her."
"And then? Beat her up?"
"Beat her up? We can’t let her off that easy!" spat the aunt, "Kidnap her and throw her far away in the mountains!"
"Ha, Auntie, didn’t you say that girl seems to have so background? Is this really okay?"
"Can’t you manage it when no one is watching?"
"This..."
"What? Getting cold feet?"
"How could I! Just a little girl, let’s do it!"
The room was suffused with conspiracy, the lights dimming a bit.
They didn’t know that at that mont, on a train heading to Beijing, two young n were lying in their bunks looking up at the stars.
"Tomorrow we’ll be in Beijing."
"Yeah."
"Why aren’t you sleeping yet? What are you thinking about?"
"I’m wondering... all those old cars in Beijing, could the Autobots be hiding there?"
...
The next day.
Lin Nianhe originally hadn’t planned to go to yard 88, but after dinner, the dorm supervisor auntie told him that a neighbor was looking for him because there was noise in yard 88, making a racket for half a day.
"Hmm? Then I’ll go take a look." Lin Nianhe’s lips curved slightly.
The auntie stopped him: "Have you lost your mind? If there’s a thief, what can a young girl like you do? Stay in the dorm, my son is in the security departnt, I’ll have him bring a few guys to check."
"It’s alright, auntie," Lin Nianhe said with a smile, "they don’t know, but there are people I hired watching the yard in yard 88, I guess they mistook them for thieves, I must go to clear this up myself, others talking won’t help."
The auntie hesitated for a mont, still not daring to let Lin Nianhe go alone, insisting her son and two other young n accompany her.
After considering for a mont, Lin Nianhe didn’t refuse and went out of the school gate with the three young n.
When they arrived at yard 88, the lights were bright inside, and before they even entered, they heard screams like a pig being slaughtered.
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