Zhang Maoting hurriedly instructed.
"Alright, leave this matter to me."
Guo Zhenhua immediately responded.
Zhang Maoting had a high regard for Guo Zhenhua's abilities; otherwise, he wouldn't have reached this position before turning thirty. Many others in the school with more senior qualifications were eyeing the position of director of education.
In an office building near Qingyun No.2 Middle School, Xia Liang was observing every movement at the school gate through a telescope.
Seeing more and more people gathering at the school gate and with less than twenty minutes left until class, Xia Liang decided the time was ripe and said to Ah Fu.
"We can get off the car now."
"Yes."
Ah Fu lightly touched his earpiece and responded softly.
Then, Ah Fu stepped forward and bowed toward the car interior.
"Young master, it's time to get off the car."
"Alright."
As a calm voice sounded, Zhou Ji slowly stepped out of the car.
