Chapter 050: You’re Fired

Lin Le was momentarily stunned, then let out a light snort.

“Oh? May I ask what the reason is for expelling me?” Lin Le replied unhurriedly.

“Do I even need to say it? You’ve only just transferred here, and already you’ve caused so much trouble in class, even organizing a brawl. Our Haizhou No.1 High can’t tolerate a trashy student like you!” Ji Guihua rebuked him sharply.

“I organized a brawl? Director Ji, how can you say that with a straight face?” Lin Le retorted coldly.

Everyone in the classroom heard this clearly and was shocked.

Did they hear that right? Lin Le actually dared to insult Director Ji? Was he courting death?

No matter how formidable the Lin family used to be, this was still school. The hand of the Tianxiong Gang couldn’t possibly reach here, so what did Lin Le have to rely on?

Even the teacher on the podium was taken aback, pursing his lips involuntarily.

“You… how dare you speak to me like that!” Ji Guihua’s face turned crimson with rage.

“And how should I speak to you? Your son, Zhao Hu, is hardly a role model—surely you know that yourself? He’s the one who repeatedly started trouble, yet you shift the blame onto me. People like you don’t deserve to be in charge of student affairs!” Lin Le’s words were forceful and unyielding.

The whole class felt their blood surge with excitement. They had been at school for three years and never seen Ji Guihua put in her place like this.

For years, Zhao Hu had run rampant in Haizhou No.1 High, untouchable. Lin Le voiced what they all wanted to say but dared not—he was simply too cool!

“You… you’re utterly lawless! I’m the Dean, and what I say goes! I’m expelling you right now!” Ji Guihua tried to assert her authority.

“Is that so? You can try. I guarantee you won’t survive in Haizhou for long!” A fierce aura erupted from Lin Le, so intense that Ji Guihua staggered back two steps, nearly falling.

Lin Le’s principle had always been: if you speak reason, I’ll respond with reason; but if you play dirty, I’ll be even dirtier than you!

I guarantee you won’t survive in Haizhou! This declaration sent a chill through everyone’s hearts.

Such brazen words—perhaps only the once-feared Master Tai, Young Master Lin, could say them.

“You… you rebellious student!” Ji Guihua finally snapped out of her shock, bellowing in anger. “Come with me to see Principal Gao! Even I can’t handle you, let’s see if you dare speak like this to him!”

“Very well, I’ll go with you,” Lin Le replied with a snort, following Ji Guihua toward the principal’s office.

As soon as Lin Le left with Ji Guihua, the whole third-year Class Eight exploded with commotion.

The confrontation they had just witnessed was simply electrifying; everyone was thrilled.

In no time, news of the “Warrior Ji” being fiercely scolded by Young Master Lin swept through the social networks of Haizhou No.1 High.

When Lin Le arrived at the principal’s office with Ji Guihua, Gao Youde was dozing at his desk.

The night before, a wealthy parent had treated him to a lavish dinner and a night of karaoke, so he was still groggy.

“Director Ji, what’s the matter?” Gao Youde asked, yawning.

“Principal Gao, will you do something? This student is about to rebel!” Ji Guihua immediately embellished the story, recounting how Lin Le had contradicted her.

After hearing her out, Gao Youde’s face showed his astonishment.

“There’s actually such a thing? Who gave you the nerve to speak to Director Ji like that!” Gao Youde scolded Lin Le unceremoniously.

“Principal, this is the student who got in through your connections—his father is that Lin Tenghui from the Lin Corporation!” Ji Guihua exclaimed.

“Lin Tenghui? That bankrupt failure of a boss?” Gao Youde’s tone was dripping with disdain.

“So you’re the so-called Master Tai, Young Master Lin?” Gao Youde snorted, casting Lin Le a scornful glance.

As the principal of Haizhou No.1 High, he had naturally heard rumors of this name among the students.

“Master Tai, my foot! What a joke! The Lin Corporation went bankrupt ages ago—what’s left of ‘Young Master Lin’?” Ji Guihua hurled her insults at Lin Le.

To be honest, she had been intimidated by Lin Le’s presence earlier—as if he was about to kill someone—but now, with Gao Youde backing her, her words became reckless and fearless.

“Director Ji is absolutely right. Kid, your Lin family is nothing like it once was. Do you think you can still act high and mighty here? Frankly, it’s a miracle you were even admitted to Haizhou No.1 High!”

“What do you mean?” Lin Le sensed something in Gao Youde’s words.

“Do you think just anyone can get into Haizhou No.1 High? If it weren’t for the Lin Corporation’s generous support in its heyday, and your father Lin Tenghui begging me repeatedly, I’d never have admitted a student like you!”

In truth, Gao Youde had agreed back then mainly because he feared the misappropriation of the Lin Corporation’s donations would come to light. Otherwise, what face could a bankrupt small-time boss possibly have here?

Gao Youde’s words filled Lin Le with both pain and fury.

Back then, when his father told him he’d found a school, he’d only mentioned asking a friend for help—nothing more. Lin Le hadn’t thought much of it.

Now it was clear: for him to enter Haizhou No.1 High, his father must have swallowed a great deal of humiliation!

When the tea cools and the guests are gone, to have to come back and beg—just imagining it was painful.

Thinking of his once-dominant father, now forced to grovel before someone like Gao Youde just to get him into school, Lin Le’s heart ached bitterly.

“So his father relied on old connections and begged you before you accepted him. That makes sense—someone like you would never admit garbage like him on your own,” Ji Guihua mocked.

“It’s a pity Lin Tenghui couldn’t run a company and failed to raise his child either. I think you’re simply not cut out for school. Even here, you’ll never amount to anything. With your situation, you’d be better off working in a factory or becoming a bricklayer—that’s your only way out. Stop wasting your time and ours,” Gao Youde lectured, pretending to be earnest.

“So, in your eyes, I’ll spend my whole life as nothing but a lowly ant?” Lin Le snorted.

“What else? When the Lin Corporation was around, people might have respected you, called you ‘Young Master Lin.’ Now you’ve lost everything and your family is deep in debt. If it weren’t for our Zhao family’s kindness in letting your father use the villa to pay off some debt, you’d owe us millions more! Your family will never rise again!” Ji Guihua shouted.

“Have you said enough?” Lin Le suddenly roared.

This shout carried the full weight of Lin Le’s inner strength, surging with such force that it crashed down on Ji Guihua like a mountain.

Ji Guihua was overwhelmed by a paralyzing terror, her legs giving way as she collapsed to the floor.

“That villa was worth thirty million, yet Zhao Mingyi seized it for less than twenty million in a blatant act of profiteering! And he still hounds my father for debt every month. And you have the nerve to call him benevolent? Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?” The thought of losing his home of over ten years to Zhao Mingyi’s scheming filled Lin Le with rage, his words cutting mercilessly.

“You… you…” Ji Guihua was so agitated she could barely speak.

“Principal, did you see that? Right in front of you, he dares speak to me like this! He clearly has no respect for you!” Ji Guihua incited.

“Lin Le! What are you trying to do?” Gao Youde barked.

“I don’t want anything, except to reason with you! Zhao Hu has run rampant in Haizhou No.1 High for years—everyone knows it. As principal, don’t tell me you’ve never heard a word of it! Yet from the moment I walked in, you never heard my side, only stood here accusing me and shaming my family! How are people like you fit to educate anyone?”

“You… you have no respect for even me! You’re insane! Haizhou No.1 High will never tolerate someone like you. As principal, I officially expel you!” Gao Youde nearly exploded with rage.

“No need for you to expel me. I’ll leave myself!” Lin Le snapped coldly.

“And another thing!” Lin Le turned to Ji Guihua. “The matter between me and your Zhao family is far from over. What you owe my family—I’ll make sure you pay it back!”