Hope You Have the guts Not to Sign
"Money is not omnipotent, but it is omnipotent.”
"I wouldn't be surprised even if a hundred troublemakers jumped out…I didn't expect there to be only thirty.”
"Those directors, if you give them a chance, they are useless.”
Ke Lake shook his head, his tone filled with regret.
If this matter really blew up, then under the influence of the overwhelming fishing vessels, these directors might be able to keep their lives.
After all, the fishing wheel would only be of some use if it was blown up.
If the fishing vessel didn't cause too much of an impact, or if the fishing vessel only had a moderate impact, Clark could call Happy.
The Stark Group's money was enough to make some fishing vessels disappear.
So...
They were given a chance to save their own lives, but they didn't know how to cherish it!
Jean followed behind Clark and asked softly,"
"Are we really going to expel those troublemakers?”
Clark glanced at her, his eyes indifferent."
"Saint Kent Academy doesn't have an elementary school department, only a secondary school department and a university department. They aren't children, so they have to take responsibility for what they did. If there's no punishment for their mistakes, then what's the point of the police department?”
"Since they dare to cause trouble in the academy, then I dare to expel them. If you have any objections, feel free to look for me.”
"As the principal, I'll take care of anything.”
Clark took care of everything.
Jean lowered her head and did not object.
The old principal had passed away. As far as Jean Glee knew, no one could suppress Clark anymore.
Thousands of words finally gathered into one sentence:
"As long as you don't let the old headmaster's hard work go to waste, then you can do whatever you want with the rest of the matters.”
Clark did not respond directly.
Because the two of them had already arrived at the door of the principal's office.
Pushing open the door and entering the house, a few well-dressed fellows entered his sight.
Clark glanced at it and nodded slightly.
"You've all come here. I don't have to specially look for you.”
His voice was cold and unfriendly.
One of the directors frowned."
"Principal Clark, what do you mean by that?”
Although he addressed Clark as the principal, there was no respect in his words.
Principal?
He was just an eighteen-year-old kid. He was already giving him face by addressing him with respect. If he gave Ke Lake more respect, it would be disrespectful to him!
He wasn't Old Kent, so he had to respect his reputation!
Clark didn't even look up. His fingers tapped on the wooden board, as if they were knocking on everyone's hearts, causing them to subconsciously tremble.
"I know that you guys don't get along with the old man. After all, the old man has blocked your path to wealth, so it's normal for you guys to be resentful.”
"But no matter what, you've known the old man for decades, at least ten years. I had expected to see you at the cemetery today-but you have clearly disappointed me.”
Clark was talking to himself and didn't care about the director's question.
As the directors frowned, Clark spoke again,"
"If you go to the cemetery today, I will think highly of you.”
" In the end, you didn't even have the intention of going to the cemetery to pay your respects to the old man. Instead, you were prepared to destroy his efforts. You guys are really his good friends!”
At some point, his voice had turned cold.
The directors looked at each other, obviously not understanding what Clark meant.
Jean glanced at the directors from the corner of her eye, her face expressionless.
Foolish people all had their own ways of seeking death.
The old principal was able to protect you when he was alive because he knew you. Both parties could be considered friends!
Anyone with a conscience should go to the cemetery to pay their respects. For the sake of this matter, it was not a problem to keep their lives.
However, after the old headmaster passed away, not only did you not go to pay your respects, but you also secretly instructed the students to cause trouble, intending to cause a rebellion in Saint Kent Academy!
After a few changes, who would die if not you? Clark, who was not suppressed by the old principal, had never been kind by nature!
The only difference is when you die or how you die.
Jean had already determined the fate of these people in her heart.
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"Principal Clark, with such a bad incident happening on the field, I think you have to think of a way to resolve it, not to violently suppress those protesting students.”
The directors obviously didn't notice the seriousness of the matter. Instead, they directly questioned him!
Clark didn't even look up as he waved his hand at Jean.
Jean nodded. She opened her briefcase and took out some documents before handing them to everyone.
There weren't many documents. It was just a simple contract.
The meaning expressed on it was also very straightforward:
Transfer of assets, change of shares.
He would hand over his shares and positions in Saint Kent Academy, leaving with nothing, and he would be compensated with money afterward.
The directors were furious.
What was wrong with Old Kent's adopted son? Did he even have a brain?
"Principal Clark, what's with this equity transfer contract?”
One of the directors had an ugly expression on his face.
"You know the old principal's management ability. We didn't get any dividends from investing in Saint Kent Academy, and now you want to take back our power.”
Clark finally replied,"
"Dividends? Equities and assets?"
"Have you ever cared about this? Don't you still care about the special students in the school?”
The directors 'hearts skipped a beat, and a hint of surprise appeared in their eyes.
Did this brat know the inside story? Know our true purpose?
Clark finally said,"
"Now, sign the contract obediently. As for the financial compensation, I will inform the Stark Group to replenish you.”
Of course, this matter could not be considered.
But on the surface, Clark still tried to maintain the behavior of a civilized person.
After all, he was already the principal of a school. He definitely couldn't take it by force. He had to be more tactful.
Obviously, the directors didn't admit it. They sneered and retorted,
"I think Principal Clark should go to the hospital to get your brain treated!”
"You do have the most shares and the most power, but you can't kick us out just like that, not even the Stark Group!”
Be reasonable! Law!
The Stark Group couldn't be shameless!
Clark was as calm as ever.
"I hope you have the guts not to sign it.”
A seemingly familiar voice rang out in the principal's office.
The directors felt that these words were a little familiar.
One of them, who was slightly smarter, suddenly widened his eyes.
This sentence…Wasn't this what they had casually said during their discussion just now?
Looking at Clark who was sitting there silently, the director made the best decision of the day.
He took a step forward, bit the toothpick, and wrote his name. Then, he left without looking back.
Clark looked at his back and nodded."
"I made a wise choice."
Jean's expression changed as she asked softly,"
"Are you going to let him go?"
Clark's lips curled up."
"No, he's just smart and can suffer a little less.”
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