Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 71 School Board

The leader of the group was a tall woman wearing a black robe that firmly covered the upper and lower curves of her body.

She glanced at Old Tang and said coldly: "Be patient and wait for orders."

Before he finished speaking, the captain turned on the headset and entered the special communication channel.

"Potato chips, how are you doing over there? I'm ready and can start action at any time."

"OK, you can start sneaking into Kassel Academy." A serious voice came from the headset.

"Although I have asked people to close some of Norma's permissions, you must still be careful not to expose your whereabouts before I issue instructions! Just stay in place at the designated location."

Speaking of this, Potato Chip Girl's tone suddenly changed, full of joy and teasing.

"By the way, Sanwu Niu just danced with Zhou Xuan! The two of them worked together so flawlessly, and the dance was pleasing to the eye. San Wuyi was so happy that she even spun like a top, swiss-swish!"

"Long Legs, you also know that I am not the one who stirs up trouble, but if I were you, I wouldn't be able to bear it! This is totally..."

Hearing this, Jiude's pretty face under the mask of Mai Yi couldn't help but darken.

She interrupted Su Enxi's words directly: "No, you are the one who stirred up trouble. Forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore, business matters, I'm ready to take action."

"Okay, remember to wait for my instructions." Su Enxi said in a straight tone.

……

At this time, in a conference room somewhere in Cassel College.

Frost Gattuso, the acting head of the Gattuso family, sat on the chair with a gloomy expression and repeatedly looked at the clock on the wall.

"That old guy from Angers is late again! It's already 8:12 now!" Frost frowned and said impatiently.

"Indeed, that old guy has become more and more careless in recent years! We sponsor so much real money to Cassel College every year, but he never shows us the respect we deserve!" A middle-aged man with a big belly The young white man patted the conference table angrily.

Next to him, a middle-aged man in simple clothes, twisting red sandalwood beads in his hand, who looked like a monk, smiled slightly, neither agreeing nor objecting to the complaints of the two.

"Hey, what kind of respect do you want me to show you?" A strong and powerful voice came from outside the door.

The next moment, the door to the conference room opened instantly.

Principal Angers, wearing a suit and leather shoes with a red rose on his chest, slowly walked into the conference room.

A young woman with an exquisite face that looks like a sculpture of a famous Greek artist, wearing the makeup of a European noblewoman, a black veil, an expensive waist-skirt, and a fur waistcoat is affectionately holding the arm of Principal Angers. arm.

This young woman is Elisabeth Laurent, one of the directors of Kassel College. Her family is one of the largest syndicates in Europe, engaged in mining and finance.

After Elizabeth's father died in a plane crash a few years ago, the 22-year-old young woman had to interrupt her studies at the Royal Academy of Fine Arts and reluctantly returned home to inherit hundreds of millions of assets.

It is worth mentioning that Elizabeth is a staunch supporter of Principal Angers.

Behind the two of them, Zhou Xuan walked into the conference room with a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

The girl's pale golden hair was tied high on her head, her baby-fat little face was very tight, and her expression was extremely serious.

She is Charlotte Gottingen, one of the directors of Kassel Academy.

Many members of the Lion Heart Club are from the Gottingen family.

At this time, Elizabeth had already sat on her seat, and Principal Angers stood in front of the middle-aged white school director, smiling without warmth: "What kind of respect do you want me to show you?"

"This..." The middle-aged white school director smiled awkwardly and turned his help-seeking eyes to Frost beside him.

"Okay, Angers. Everyone's time is precious. Stop talking nonsense and get to the point! Where is the bone bottle of Dragon King Norton?" Frost asked impatiently. "Although that Pompeii guy is hated and despised, he is still worth learning from you in terms of patience, Frost." Principal Angers joked with a smile.

Before Frost could reply, Angers continued: "The skeletal bottle of Dragon King Norton has arrived at the college safely and is currently in our underground ice cellar. However, this is not the main purpose of my convening of this school board meeting."

Speaking of this, Principal Ange's tone was solemn and his face was solemn: "Everyone here knows that according to the prophecy, the Dragon Kings will wake up one after another in the past few years. The old king will die and the new emperor will ascend the throne. A new era has arrived!"

"Although I am a 130-year-old man, I always feel that the school board is even more outdated than an old man like me. It's time to introduce new blood!"

Principal Ange glanced at the middle-aged white school director with a half-smile, and at the same time turned on the big screen in the conference hall and played a video.

"Look, everyone."

The six school directors and Zhou Xuan in the conference room all looked at the screen quietly, watching the powerful pure-blood dragon in the video being killed neatly and without any chance of fighting back.

"This video is really versatile... plug and play. Brother Fingel is indeed a professional among professionals when it comes to paparazzi." Zhou Xuan smiled helplessly in his heart.

The two-minute video ended quickly, and the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly changed.

Frost frowned, the middle-aged white school director had an extremely ugly expression, and the monk-like school director had his eyebrows lowered, not knowing what he was thinking about.

At this time, Principal Ange led Zhou Xuan to the center of the conference room and said with pride: "This is my most proud student, Zhou Xuan from the East, who is also the protagonist in the video. He is The biggest contributor to regaining the Dragon King Norton’s Bone Bottle.”

Speaking of this, Principal Angers paused and spoke again in a deep voice: "In convening this school board meeting, I want to initiate a proposal to make Zhou Xuan a member of the school board!"

Before he could finish his words, the middle-aged white school director suddenly started clapping the case.

He did not dare to look directly into Ange's eyes, but stared at Zhou Xuan fiercely: "Are you kidding me!? A yellow man wants to join the board of directors of our Kassel College? This is simply a fantasy!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but sneered: "You don't even look at where this place is, and you are still doing this? Everyone present is of mixed race. I wonder what the blood level of a pot-bellied white pig like you is? Do you have any? Class B?"

"Forget it, even if you have an S rank, then you are just Mr. Nan Guo. Your greatest achievement in this life should be that you were born into a good child, and that you were able to inherit your father's business and sneak into the board of directors of Kassel College to make up your name." Zhou Xuan smiled and shrugged.

"You..." The middle-aged white school director was hurt by these words, and his eyes widened with anger!

"Sit down!" Principal Ange's tone was cold, his eyes like daggers.

The middle-aged white school director was so frightened that his legs weakened and he fell down on his chair.

But suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, like a drowning man who found a life-saving straw!

"No! There are only seven seats on the school board! If new school directors are to be added, where will the shares come from? Is it possible that everyone here has to cede their shares?"

The more the middle-aged white school director talked, the more he felt that he made sense, and his face gradually turned rosy, as if the blind student next to Holmes had discovered Hua Dian.

He supported the table, stood up, straightened his waist, and looked at Zhou Xuan confidently and confidently.

Before Zhou Xuan could reply, the door to the conference room was pushed open violently.

"You don't understand the principle of planning first and fighting later! What a real idiot."

A disdainful female voice came from outside the door.

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