Chapter 1142: Blackmail
Chapter 1142: Blackmail
Principal Hong smiled, showing no intention of arguing with Mu Jianling, and asked with a grin: "Jianling, why are you calling me? Could it be that your spiritual power has improved again?"
Among all the staff at Lanyue Star Military Academy, the most powerful is undoubtedly Mu Jianling.
And, among all the staff, the one with the most tactless mouth is also Mu Jianling.
However, among all the staff, the one who is most dedicated to the students is also Mu Jianling.
...
Mu Jianling took the initiative to call, immediately prompting Principal Hong to respond. Principal Hong understood Mu Jianling’s temperament, sharp tongue but a soft heart, so naturally, he didn’t fuss over trivial matters.
Mu Jianling seldom contacts Principal Hong unless there’s something important.
Mu Jianling’s face looked grim, his dark eyes deep and speaking with seriousness: "Have people from Munong City requested Ji You’s data from you?"
Principal Hong wasn’t surprised to hear this, he chuckled and shook his head: "No, they haven’t."
Mu Jianling’s eyes darkened: "I don’t want any evasions or half-truths, do they have it or not?"
Who exactly is the boss here?
Principal Hong seemed a bit helpless, and with a smile, he said: "Yes, they have."
Upon hearing the word ’yes,’ Mu Jianling’s face visibly darkened, the cold smile on her lips grew more sinister: "Hong Jiang, what did you give them?"
Upon hearing this, Principal Hong felt a headache coming on, he raised his hand to rub his brow: "Of course, I gave them everything."
The air suddenly felt stifling.
Mu Jianling’s dark eyes grew even darker...
Principal Hong said: "With just some insignificant data, he can’t determine anything. If we were to hide and cover up, we might inadvertently reveal other information, so it’s better to straightforwardly give them Ji You’s information."
Mu Jianling said with a stern face: "You underestimate Munong City. Do you think he’s been the chief of the research institute for 300 years just because he’s old?"
Principal Hong’s mouth twitched.
Mu Jianling’s sharp tongue didn’t spare even her own grandfather. Just because he’s old? As one of the longest-lived people in human history, Munong City is indeed very old. He’s 398 years old this year, and in two years, he’ll break the 400-year mark. If he succeeds, he’ll set a new record for human longevity.
Thus, Munong City is indeed very old.
Principal Hong smiled: "It’s not just about being old; strength is crucial too. Dean Mu is extremely powerful."
Mu Jianling furrowed her brow tightly: "You shouldn’t have given Ji You’s data away."
Principal Hong said: "A mix of truth and falsehood is better than giving away nothing; otherwise, it’s just a case of plugging one’s ears while stealing a bell."
Mu Jianling didn’t reply.
Principal Hong thought for a moment and asked: "Did you remind that child to secure an entry ticket?"
Mu Jianling glanced at him sideways without a definite answer.
Principal Hong said: "In this inter-school competition, if we secure a place, we’ll be able to increase the number of spots. Not only Ji You, but many other students at school are outstanding in strength and character, and they need more entry tickets. Tell her not to be careless."
"I trust her when it comes to handling things." When Mu Jianling said this, the look and tone were confidently assured: "Ji You is the finest student I’ve taught all these years, no second to none."
Principal Hong’s ears twitched: "Huh?"
What’s going on today? Jianling praised Ji You so outrightly in front of everyone?
Mu Jianling clearly had no intention of explaining and said: "Hanging up."
Then—
Mu Jianling saw Principal Hong across the screen sipping from a small shot glass while his leg shook, and suddenly, a slightly chubby figure flashed across the camera, causing Mu Jianling to pause her hand from disconnecting.
"Old Wang?"
Director Wang froze when he heard Mu Jianling’s word and reluctantly raised his hand to greet Mu Jianling: "Jianling, you chat with Old Hong, take your time, I won’t interrupt."
Saying that Director Wang was about to sneak away.
Mu Jianling coldly said: "What was the reason for changing Ji You’s reward from 30 days to just 10 days?"
Director Wang: "Cough cough..."
Director Wang glanced at Principal Hong, seeing his innocent and detached demeanor, realized he couldn’t rely on shifting all the blame onto Old Hong’s head, so he squeezed a smile and said: "Changing it to 10 days is actually a positive thing. If it was the 30 days you suggested, it would be indeed helpful for Ji You. But think about it, what’s the real difference between 10 days and 30 days?"
As Director Wang said this, he suddenly heard a notification sound from a training room. He focused and saw the purchaser was Ji You, and he smiled proudly, saying:
"It proves that 10 days is more likely to inspire these kids to intensively train and practice hard."
"See~"
"Aren’t they already practicing like crazy?"
...
The words of Director Wang were like long-winded ramblings, and Mu Jianling ignored him and said: "Since you’ve taken away her rightful 30 days, naturally you have to compensate from elsewhere."
Director Wang: "..."
Oh no!
Director Wang felt something bad.
Mu Jianling said: "She is in a rapid physical explosion phase and needs lots of Candy Beans and sugar pills. How about this—give her 10 of each."
Director Wang: "!!!"
Director Wang almost thought he was deaf and blind, hearing all sorts of magical hallucinations...
"Isn’t that too much?"
"So many? I tell you Mu Jianling, I don’t have a single Candy Bean."
Mu Jianling said: "I don’t care, whether you borrow, owe, or steal, you have to provide them."
Director Wang: "..."
Director Wang hesitated then reluctantly nodded: "Okay, I’ll give her 10 Candy Beans and 2 sugar pills."
Mu Jianling: "10 pieces."
Director Wang: "4 pieces."
Mu Jianling: "10 pieces."
Director Wang: "4 and a half pieces."
"..." Mu Jianling’s mouth twitched and said: "10 pieces."
Director Wang gritted his teeth, slapped his leg, saying: "Stop nagging, 5 pieces."
Mu Jianling smiled: "Alright."
Thinking Mu Jianling might continue repeating endlessly, the moment she agreed, Director Wang felt a bout of toothache, he clapped his hands feeling unsettled, saying: "You really intimidate me. Does Old Wang truly owe you all? Sitting at home, money just slips away, truly an unforeseen disaster, unforeseen disaster."
Oh!
Overall, Director Wang felt heartache thinking of the money leaving his pockets.
Mu Jianling paid no attention to his whining, she decisively clicked and ended the communication.
Quick, decisive, and efficient.
Then—
Ji You, suddenly receiving Director Wang’s generous gift of 10 Candy Beans and 5 sugar pills, was left puzzled:
—Since when did Old Wang, the miser, start distributing wealth?
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