Fang Jianhong was not willing. He took the phone from Ma Haitao, bowed and said respectfully, "Hello, director Ma. I'm Jianhong. I'm with Haitao. I wonder if you have any misunderstandings about the children? Haitao is the victim. He was wounded without doing anything. Now he is being treated in the hospital. Is director Ma free? I want to hurry up and report to you face to face. "
"Director Fang." Director Ma is no stranger to the leaders of Ivy League, a famous noble school, and his attitude is slightly relaxed. He says, "are you sure Ma Haitao didn't do anything?"
"Here - I still have some understanding of Haitao. If he does something wrong, he will confess to our teachers. But this time, he was really aggrieved. Now his eyes are red. "
there was a silence on the phone. It is obvious that director Ma was moved by Fang Jianhong.
"What are you going to do?" Asked the horse director in a voice.
"When the hospital's identification results come out, we want to submit these medical records and the students' confessions to the education department." Fang said. "In any case, we have to give back justice to our students. We can't let them suffer. The students' mind is the simplest and the most innocent, but the view of right and wrong is very important. If they are wronged this time, it may have a profound impact on their lives. "
in order to persuade director Ma to stand on his side, Fang Jianhong even uses some knowledge points in pedagogy. If you don't help us to get justice for your son, you can't blame me when your son abandons himself and goes astray. Besides, Fang Jianhong is familiar with Ma Haitao, who is already very crooked. What he said will certainly come true.
Director Ma naturally understood the meaning of Fang Jianhong's words, and said with a cold hum: "I have been studying hard for many years and can't bear a small setback. Is there any problem with the teaching quality of Ivy League school?"
Fang Jianhong had a cold sweat on his back and hurriedly made up for it, saying, "director Ma, I'm just worried about this kind of thing. Haitao is your child and my student. Who doesn't want him to get better and better? Do you think so? "
"I'll get to know more about it." Ma said, and then hung up.
When Fang Jianhong returned his mobile phone to Ma Haitao, he said strangely, "is there any pressure on your father? Ma Haitao just called to talk about this matter. He already knew it over there, and immediately said something to apologize - which real God moved there? "
Lin Yubin's face was gray and said, "it's illegal to oppress people with power. How can they do such a dirty thing? How can such a person be a teacher? "
Fang Jianhong glares at Lin Yubin, who apologizes and scolds Zhuque for being shameless.
Ma director is called ma literature. He is not the director of Huacheng Education Department, but the top deputy director. Of course, having such a Buddha in the Education Hall is enough for Ma Haitao to crash into a high school.
Ma Wenxue hangs up the phone, but also has a headache.
Although his immediate superior just said hello to him and asked his son Ma Haitao to apologize for others' forgiveness, he also agreed verbally, but he was dissatisfied after all.
His son was injured and admitted to hospital. He also made an apology to the person who hit him. If something happened, where would his face be? Moreover, director Fang Jianhong's words also make sense. Ma Haihai is his own son after all. If he gets to the top of the bull's horn because of this, he can't pull it back -
PA!
He slapped the desk in the palm of his hand, then walked to the hall director's office at the easternmost end of the corridor with his tea cup.
Wang Wenhai is the head of the education department and the official seal that he controls this department. In the hall, Ma literature has no strength to challenge him.
Subordinates often joke about Ma literature and the name of director Wang Wenhai, saying that one is "Literature" and the other is "Wenhai". From the name, they know that Wenhai is bigger than literature.
What others say is the truth. Horse literature has no room for refutation.
Of course, every time he hears such a comparison, there is a stabbing discomfort in his heart.
Ma Wenxue knocks on the door and Wang Wenhai is on the phone. Seeing Ma Wenxue coming in, he glanced at him strangely, and motioned him to sit on the sofa for a moment.
Wang Wenhai hung up the phone, looked at Ma Wenxue with a smile and asked, "literature, what's the matter?"
"I know that there is no lack of good tea in the director's office. I have brought all the tea cups here, just to ask for a good cup of tea." Ma Wenxue joked, deliberately drawing the relationship closer.
"You old horse, do you lack good tea in your office? I think you are too stingy to drink in your own good teahouse, so you always want me. " Wang Wenhai said angrily.
Ma Wenxue was shocked. Wang Wenhai said he was too mean. Did he already know his intention?
Some people say that the way to be an official has four unique characters: bold and careful.
Ma literature has been immersed in officialdom for many years, but there are still some researches on these four words. No matter the boss or the subordinate, every word they say has deep meaning.Is this "too stingy" just about Ma literature's tea collection or something else?
However, since we are here, we must untie our hearts. Otherwise, Wang Wenhai was shocked to withdraw from his speech, but he was despised even more.
Ma Wenxue said with a smile, "I've drunk tea from the director of the hall, and I think the tea in my office is no match.". The mouth has been raised. The director can't let me down. "
Wang Wenhai sighed softly and said, "are you here for your son?"
"Yes. To be honest with the director, I called the boy just now, scolded him severely, and said that I would go back to break his leg, but director Fang Jianhong of their school took the call, scolded me a few times, and said that this time I made the child suffer injustice. That kid is stubborn as a cow at ordinary times. Today, he even knows to wipe his tears. Director Jianhong also said that they would wait until the doctor's appraisal results came out and send the confession books and medical records of several students to the education department together. At that time, things would be very noisy. " Ma Wenxue looked at Wang Wenhai sincerely and said, "let me ask the director of the department how to deal with this matter."
Wang Wenhai's mouth was full of sarcasm, but it disappeared in an instant.
Wang Wenhai looked at Ma literature and said, "literature, you see one thing first --"
when you talk, you touch your mobile phone and send a video to Ma literature's mobile phone.
Ma Wenhai just clicked on the video, in which came his son Ma Haitao's abusive voice like a bad little gangster -
if he can't scold, he will fight, but if he can't fight, he will cry. Then lie on the ground and pretend to be dead -
the contents are just too ugly. Ma Wenxue never thought that his clever and sensible son had such a side in front of him.
If Ma Wenxue is hit by lightning, he knows that he has been completely hit by those bastards.
People there have such evidence in their hands, and they can pass it to Wang Wenhai's book. It's hard to be good about this.
Wang Wenhai looked at Ma literature and said, "have you seen it clearly?"
"Director, I was hoodwinked by that bastard." Horse literature voice dry said.
"Old ma, I saw it in your face and in our education hall. I'm going to make it big and small - this video is over here. That's why I called you and asked you to say a word to Haitao and apologize to others, and it was over. "
"But since you think your son has been wronged, Ivy's side is going to get a justice for their students. It seems that it can't be suppressed - this matter is up to you." Wang Wenhai said. "I'm sure you can handle it fairly."
"I will. I will deal with this matter impartially, and I will never be partial or palliative because one of them is my son. " Ma Wenxue nodded heavily and said, "I feel very sad.".
He knew that his son was going to be unlucky, and so was Ivy - if they were not, it would be their own.
"Pit dad." He cried sadly in his heart.
When Fang Yan came downstairs with a group of students, he happened to meet the bald man who had parked his car and ran upstairs.
Seeing Fang Yan, the bald man asked, "has the matter been solved?"
"No solution." Fang Yan said.
"Then how can I leave?"
It's not just the bald man with doubts, but Huang Haoran and others also feel strange.
Mr. Fang has made Fang Jianhong, the director of Ivy League education, like that. Surely they will not give up?
"Someone will help." Fang Yan said with a smile. He turned around and looked at Huang Haoran and others, and said, "I don't want you to write a review. I don't think you will feel that you have done something wrong in your heart. I want you to write down the development process of things, and then think about whether there is a better way to solve the problem - there will be my Chinese class tomorrow afternoon, and then I will ask you for the answer. "
"Good teacher Fang." The students agreed.
Fang Yan looked at the bald man and said, "let's go. Drive me back. "
The students all laughed and said, "Mr. Fang, are you here in a bald battery car?"
Love these guys all know that the bald man's car is a battery car. Only I have high expectations of him.
The bald man drove Fang Yan to the door of the hospital, and a white BMW stopped in front of them.
Tangcheng pushes open the door to get out of the car and laughs at Fang Yan sitting in the back of the battery car.
Fang Yan jumped out of the battery car and looked at Tang Cheng and said, "you bastard, dare you come to see me? You hurt people and run away, don't you want to be shameful? Who are you going to ask to wipe your ass? "
"Don't scold, I know you're not angry." Tang said jokingly.
"-" Fang Yan was very depressed. He felt that he had been completely seen through by these students.
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