The principal smiled too hard, the fat and wrinkles on his face squeezed together, and the more attentive he looked the more disgusting he was.
“In the future, if you have any difficulties or dissatisfaction in school, please feel free to bring it up with me, our school administration will definitely try to help you solve it.”
This is not the attitude of treating ordinary students, the overly enthusiastic and flattering look makes Klara inexplicably more.
But she wasn’t interested in looking deeper into the other party’s mind’s eye anymore, and just asked.
“So I’ll go to class if I don’t drop out?”
“Of course!”
The principal, excited, ran to the door of the faculty office and pulled it open, and actually made a gesture of invitation, that is, he respectfully sent Klara away.
As soon as Klara went out the door, Jorgie couldn’t help but ask a question on the back foot.
“Principal, we can’t keep this kind of person in our school, what’s in it for you to help her?”
Jorgie didn’t understand, but the principal’s change of attitude towards Klara was too strange.
Because Klara had repeated a grade and was always at the bottom of the class, she had really ruined Oakleaf College’s reputation.
Therefore, the principal had a deep hatred for her, but today’s curt look…
“Stop it!”
The principal’s instantaneous change of face is also considered perfect, and now he is blowing his beard and glaring.
“From now on, she can do whatever she likes in school, you are not allowed to restrict her and find fault with her anymore, you hear me?”
“But she…”
Jorgie had a mind to argue a little more.
“Don’t be a but here, if you ever pick on her again, you’ll quit and go home!”
With that, he arched his fat body and walked out of the faculty office without giving the stunned Jorgie another look.
At the same moment, Davidson Group.
In the top floor conference room, there was a dead silence.
Several executives were sitting around the conference table, and they were usually considered to be dignitaries.
Basically, they were above all others, but now they did not even dare to breathe loudly.
The body’s slick cold sweat has soaked clothing, uncomfortable body but half dare not move.
In the main seat of the conference table, Stanley is flipping through the quarterly report.
The high floor conference room is very well lit, the warm sunlight on Stanley’s face, but failed to melt his face a hint of cold.
He was flipping through the documents quickly, his bony fingers lingering on each page for basically the same amount of time.
The sound of turning pages seemed very clear in the silent conference room.
Stanley did not speak for a long time, the hearts of the executives have long fallen to the bottom.
Finally the document also turned to the last page, Stanley is a hand, will be far from the document thrown out.
The executives were frightened and straightened their backs all of a sudden.
“Only eight points of profit margin.”
His thin lips were lightly opened and his tone was cold.
“Do you all not want to do it anymore?”
In an instant the executives’ faces went white, they should have known this would be the result.
Some of them were already very old, but they were in front of this young man.
They felt an unprecedented embarrassment, and the sense of oppression really made them very uncomfortable.
“Mr. Davidson, we can’t resist the general trend this year…”
One of the most senior vice presidents sitting on the sidelines was finally pushed out and spoke up shivering.
“It has not been easy for us to maintain this profit margin because…”
Several other people seemed to have received encouragement and wanted to explain a few words for their hard work day and night.
But before he could finish his sentence, Stanley’s cold eyes fell on his face.
“Is that what you think I want? I just want a solution.”
So the whole room fell silent again, and everyone sat straight up in the air.
They really do not know what to do, after all, the alternate solution is still under discussion, this kind of major decisions and how can just take a moment?
It so happened that Milo walked in at this time with his head down and fast, he didn’t look at anyone, he walked straight to Stanley’s side and whispered.
Stanley had a momentary expression of some surprise, but then nodded his head.
So Milo handed over a cell phone.
“Hello?”
He looked like he just plain answered the phone, but the atmosphere in the conference room changed again.
Everyone had been working in this company for more than ten years, and these types of meetings were not rare.
They clearly know that Stanley is not the type of work will be distracted, for example, he never answer the phone during the meeting.
And the last time he answered the phone, it was because of the great national change that had occurred.
For example, Country Y was suppressed, the oil was robbed, and the country was almost broken by the power of the whole country, which had a great impact on the economy.
And what is it this time?
A serious natural disaster? A sudden outbreak of world war? Or maybe an unbearable bubble economy?
Their minds flashed through countless disasters that could destroy anything, but they couldn’t think of anything.
There was nothing remarkable on the phone, only the pure, clear voice of a girl.
“It’s me, Klara!”
“Well, I saw it.”
Stanley lowered his eyes, his long lashes blocking the clouds churning under his eyes.
“What’s up?”
“You went and helped me with the school thing?”
She really wasn’t interested in beating around the bush with any polite words, so she was straightforward as well.
Stanley nodded gladly, realizing that he couldn’t be seen from across the room before continuing.
“It’s me.”
He just felt sorry for her, he knew Klara must be having a really hard time at school, which is why he asked the people below him to help smooth things over.
Klara was really feeling awkward, she really didn’t like to owe people favors, so she simply asked directly.
“So when will your instruments be ready for us to do the experiment.”
“Anytime is fine. You just set the time.”
Stanley looked down at the full schedule and said so anyway.
“Fine. Then let’s get a room tonight.”
The girl’s brittle voice came out, making Stanley lose his concentration.
Pop!
A crisp, foreign sound made the executives in the conference room almost cry out.
It was Stanley’s fountain pen that fell on the floor!
Taking a call in the middle of a meeting is just as well, this call could even be so shocking that Stanley couldn’t even hold the pen steady?
Their thoughts were silent, and Stanley finally came back to his senses at this moment.
To hide the dismay in his own eyes, his throat inevitably tightened.
His voice was also slightly hoarse, but he managed to keep his voice as deep as possible.
“I’ll have someone arrange it.”
Now hanging up the phone, Stanley looked up at the hastily disoriented executives, the disorientation under his eyes unnoticed.
“Mr. Davidson, what’s… what’s wrong?”