Chapter 317 Vichy, we should go back (1)
The principal received the call and rushed over. There were many people in the room. He looked at Song Tingyu who was sitting on the chair, "Mr. Song, what's wrong? In the middle of the night, what happened?"
"I thought my son would be well taken care of after spending a lot of money living here, but I was wrong..." Song Tingyu curled his lips.
The principal didn't understand, so he looked at his staff and then at Song Tingyu, "Mr. Song, what happened?"
Song Tingyu pointed to the female teacher who had hit song Vichy before, "Tell me everything. Tell me everything."
The female teacher shuddered and told her what had happened. She lowered her head and never dared to look up because she was afraid of Song Tingyu's eyes.
But after she finished, Song Tingyu was clearly dissatisfied. He curled his lips and sneered, "That's it? Are you sure you've said it all?"
"You say it." Song Tingyu pointed to the other female teacher beside her, the one who had just bandaged her wound.
"A little friend took Vichy's things away, and Vichy bit the little friend. Then there was a commotion. We all went to talk and comfort her, but it didn't work. Then Vichy bit her..." She paused and pointed to the person beside her, "She hit Vichy..."
Song Tingyu's smile was cold, "It seems that you are not satisfied with my son?"
The female teacher quickly shook her head, "Mr. Song, I didn't!"
"I'm not deaf. I heard you say that he's nothing, right?"
"Mr. Song..." The female teacher's voice was filled with tears. She didn't know what to do anymore. The wound on her wrist was very deep. She was bitten by Song Weixi at that time, so she instinctively reached out to hit him. When she applied the medicine here, she was really angry, so she said those words. But how did she know that Song Tingyu was standing outside the office door? She also heard everything she said without a word missing.
When the principal heard what had happened, he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, this is really our fault. Look..."
Song Tingyu waved his hand and interrupted him, "This is the attitude and quality of the teachers and staff in this school. I don't think there is any need for your school to continue." This place is known as the best special children's school in Xinjiapo. The children sent here are basically in trouble. If the teachers here don't even have the patience, then what's the point of existence?
Where did his son, Song Tingyu, get the orders of others to do this to him?
"Mr. Song, please don't do this. This is individual. I admit that I can't manage it well. What happened tonight is really our fault. You can do whatever you want, but don't do this to us..." The principal absolutely believes that Song Tingyu has the ability to make their school close down!
Seeing that Song Tingyu was indifferent, the principal hurriedly pulled over the girl teacher who was already crying in fear, "We can't keep a teacher like her in our school. I will definitely fire her. Is Mr. Song satisfied?"
Song ting's face was cold, "This is not the first time, is it? My son has been here for a few months, and I believe this is not the first time he has encountered something like this. You find out what happened and give me an explanation. If you can't satisfy me, you can do it yourself!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Song. I will investigate the whole thing thoroughly. When I recruit teachers and staff in the future, I will be careful not to let anything similar happen again." The principal was so scared that a lot of sweat appeared on his forehead. He wiped his sweat and nodded repeatedly.
Song Tingyu left the office and went back to Song Weixi's room. The headmaster followed him, thinking that the matter had not been resolved tonight. He was always worried.
Song Tingyu took Song Weixi's little schoolbag and packed only a few things that he usually liked to play with. He didn't take anything else with him.
Seeing that he was packing up, the principal quickly said, "Mr. Song, is this?"
"Vichy doesn't have to live here anymore. I don't think your school has the ability to make him recover." Song Tingyu's voice was low.
"Mr. Song, what happened tonight was really an accident. I promise it won't happen again. Vichy should stay here..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Song Tingyu's eyes were full of ridicule and he raised his eyebrows, "You promise? What are your promises? How much is it worth?"
The principal's face went from blue to white, unable to speak a word.
Song Tingyu took Song Weixi's little schoolbag and walked over to pick up the sleeping little body on the bed. He walked out the door and dropped his voice, "Tomorrow, I will ask my secretary to come and handle Vichy's discharge procedures."
The driver was still waiting outside the door. When he saw Song Tingyu carrying Song Weixi over, he quickly opened the door in the back seat and let them in.
"Mr. Song, why did you bring the young master back?"
"He doesn't need to stay there anymore."
The driver nodded and didn't ask any further. He just drove out and left the school.
Back at the residence, Song Tingyu carried Song Weixi upstairs and put him on the bed.
Half a year ago, Song Tingyu found Song Weixi, a six-year-old child, but he was skinny. His height did not change much compared to a year and a half, because he could not keep up with the nutrition in this year and a half. What had he experienced? Song Tingyu did not want to mention it now, or even think about it again.
In the past six months, his body had finally improved, and his flesh had grown back. Only then did his height slowly rise.
Song ting took off his iron gray suit jacket, threw it on the chair, pulled off his tie, and lay on the bed, looking at Song Weixi, "Vichy, do you miss your mother?"
Not to mention that Song Weixi is asleep now, even if he wakes up, he basically doesn't communicate with others, and of course he won't answer him.
Song Tingyu put his arm on his forehead and looked at the ceiling, "Vichy, it's time for us to go back..."
Tian Mi squatted in the toilet for a long time before coming out with his legs limping against the wall.
She swore that there must be something wrong with the delicate and beautiful snacks at the banquet. Otherwise, why did she pull so hard?
She noticed that Su Ran was back in the room.
"I'm back." She said weakly. She really wanted to climb over and didn't want to walk.
You can't be too greedy. How can you eat so much when you see those delicate and beautiful snacks?
Well, she almost died on the toilet.
In this way, she really became the first person in the world to die on the toilet. She was famous!