Chapter 271: Chapter 270: Leadership Inspection? I Made Your Reinforcements Into Our Sharpest Blade!

The next day.

Just before dawn.

The atmosphere at the kindergarten entrance was even heavier than the sky about to snow.

Zheng Xiulan paced back and forth at the entrance.

The sound of her shoe soles rubbing against the concrete was unnerving.

Occasionally, she would lift her wrist to glance at the old Shanghai wristwatch.

Sweat trickled down her forehead.

Even though it was the dead of winter.

“Wanyi.”

Zheng Xiulan stopped walking and turned to look at the side.

Lin Wan Yi was sitting on a small stool.

Holding a paintbrush in her hand, she was testing colors on a discarded wooden board.

They were new colors.

Red like fire, blue like the sea.

“You still have the mind for this?”

Zheng Xiulan slapped her thigh anxiously.

“Old Li from the reception just said that Liu Meihua, that woman, went to the intersection early in the morning to receive someone.”

“I heard that the city bureau’s top leader, Director Qian, is coming this time!”

“He’s famously iron-faced and impartial, detests improper conduct the most!”

Zheng Xiulan’s voice trembled.

Lin Wan Yi’s hand didn’t pause with the brush.

She drew a smooth curve on the board.

“Director Zheng.”

She didn’t even lift her head.

“Soldiers come, generals block.”

“Water arrives, earth covers.”

“The painting isn’t finished, what’s there to fear.”

Zheng Xiulan was taken aback by her calm demeanor.

Just about to say a few more words.

A piercing sound of high heels came from the direction of the office building.

“Tap, tap, tap.”

Hurried and loud.

Liu Meihua had arrived.

Today, she had clearly made an extra effort.

She wore a brand-new gray Lenin suit, buttoned up to the top.

Her hair was slicked back so smoothly that not even a fly could land on it.

Her face was heavily smeared with cold cream, her lips red to the point of horror.

Like she had just eaten a dead child.

She walked to the entrance, not sparing Lin Wanyi a glance.

And directly stood in front of Zheng Xiulan.

Even reaching out to shove Zheng Xiulan aside a bit.

“Director Zheng.”

Liu Meihua raised her head, nostrils almost pointing to the sky.

“Don’t be an eyesore here.”

“I’ll take charge of today’s report work.”

“After all, the mess some people have made still needs my old face to apologize to the leaders.”

Zheng Xiulan was so angry she wanted to curse.

“Liu Meihua, you are the vice director!”

“I am the head!”

Liu Meihua sneered.

She pulled a handkerchief from her pocket, wiped non-existent dust.

“After today.”

“Whether head or not, that’s yet to be determined.”

These words were too blatant.

Clearly telling Zheng Xiulan that she wanted to seize power.

Zheng Xiulan was about to erupt.

“Beep—”

A long car horn sound pierced through the air.

Two black Hongqi sedans, swirled with dust, slowly drove into the courtyard.

The license plates were short.

These were top leaders’ cars.

Zheng Xiulan felt a tightness in her chest, quickly tidied her clothes, prepared to go forward and salute.

Her foot hadn’t started moving.

A gray shadow suddenly darted out.

It was Liu Meihua.

She ran faster than a rabbit.

High heels clacked loudly on the ground.

The car hadn’t even come to a stop.

She was already at the door of the second car—the leader’s car.

“Bang!”

Zheng Xiulan was shoved aside by her plump behind, almost losing her balance.

The car door opened.

A foot in black cloth shoes stepped out.

Soon after.

It was an elderly man in a Zhongshan suit, gray-haired, with a serious face.

Director Qian.

His face was stern like a clay statue in a temple, with not a hint of a smile.

An overwhelming presence.

Liu Meihua bent her waist ninety degrees.

The wrinkles on her face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

“Director Qian!”

Her voice was sharp and sticky sweet, enough to give one goosebumps.

“I’ve been looking forward to this day, finally, we’ve awaited your arrival!”

“I’m Xiao Liu from the kindergarten! We met at the city meeting last time!”

Director Qian glanced at her.

Said nothing.

Just gave a slight nod.

Liu Meihua wasn’t embarrassed.

She was just about to reach out and help Director Qian.

A sudden scream came from the car.

“I’m not getting out!”

“Waaah—!”

It was a child’s cry.

A heart-wrenching wail.

Soon, a small foot in tiger-head shoes kicked out wildly, hugged by the guard.

It was a four or five-year-old boy.

Looking sturdy and robust, but his face was covered in tears and snot.

Tossing and turning while crying.

“I want to go home! I want to find grandma!”

“Grandpa’s bad! Grandpa’s a big bad guy!”

The commotion.

Made everyone around freeze.

Director Qian’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

“What are you causing!”

He shouted.

The child cried even harder.

Straight onto the ground, rolling around.

This was Director Qian’s grandson, Qian Xiaobao.

Infamously the Demon Lord of Mayhem.

Usually spoiled at home, today insisted on coming with grandpa, then regretted it upon arrival.

The situation became extremely awkward for a moment.

The guard couldn’t coax him.

Director Qian couldn’t bring himself to pacify him.

Liu Meihua’s eyes darted around.

The chance is here!

This is a great opportunity to show how “loving” and “understanding of education” I am!

She swiftly pulled out a handful of White Rabbit candies that she had prepared from her pocket.

This was a rare treat.

She usually can’t bring herself to eat it.

She squatted down.

Held the candy in front of Qian Xiaobao, who was still rolling on the ground.

With a grin like a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“Oh my, whose little darling is this?”

“Crying so much it breaks my heart.”

“Come here, aunty will give you some candy.”

“It’s really sweet, once you eat it you won’t cry.”

Qian Xiaobao’s crying stopped for a moment.

He opened his eyes.

Looked at Liu Meihua’s face with blood-red lips and smiling with wrinkles all over.

That was out of fear.

In the next second.

“Wow!”

A crisp sound.

Qian Xiaobao swung his arm forcefully.

The handful of White Rabbit candies flew away.

Scattered all over the ground.

Even one candy directly bounced onto Liu Meihua’s face.

“Ugly freak!”

Qian Xiaobao pointed at Liu Meihua’s face.

“You’re the Old Witch! I want to go home! Wah—”

Crying even louder than before.

Liu Meihua became stiff on the spot.

Her smile shattered into pieces before she could withdraw.

The few accompanying officials tried hard not to laugh.

Director Qian didn’t even glance at the candy on the ground.

He waved irritably.

“Guard, take the child to the back, don’t embarrass us here!”

The guard hastily stepped forward, regardless of how the child struggled, forcefully took him to the back of the team.

Liu Meihua awkwardly stood up.

Brushed off the dust from her hands.

She was thick-skinned.

Acting like nothing had happened.

She turned around, looking again at Director Qian.

“Director Qian, kids, they’re shy; it’s normal.”

She quickly changed the subject.

Must bring the situation back on track.

“Director, please this way.”

She extended her hand, pointing in a direction.

It was towards the office building.

Opposite to the wall painted with Happy Sheep.

“Let’s go to the meeting room first.”

Liu Meihua led the way, lowering her voice.

The tone turned earnest and frustrated.

“Director, you have no idea.”

“Our kindergarten, these years, under Director Zheng’s leadership, that’s…”

She deliberately paused.

Shook her head.

“We don’t lack hardware, the bureau supports us plenty.”

“But the ideological education… has slackened!”

“It’s too slack!”

Director Qian, with hands behind his back, took large strides.

Upon hearing this, his eyebrow furrowed.

“How is it slack?”

He asked.

Liu Meihua felt delighted inside.

Took the bait.

She quickly caught up with two steps, walking beside Director Qian.

Voiced just loud enough for Zheng Xiulan and Lin Wan Yi behind her to hear.

“Some people, relying on some connections at home, act special in the kindergarten.”

“Not only refusing to obey management, but also scribbling all over our walls!”

“What kind of things are painted?”

“Not workers, peasants, soldiers, nor unity.”

“Full of bizarre and grotesque creatures!”

“What is this?”

Liu Meihua’s voice suddenly heightened.

“This is a pleasure-seeking ideology!”

“This is the sugar-coated shell of the bourgeoisie!”

“This is corrupting the soul of our revolutionary successors!”

Zheng Xiulan followed behind, trembling with anger.

About to step forward to reason.

Lin Wan Yi grabbed her sleeve.

Shook her head.

Signaled her not to move.

At that moment.

The group had already reached the edge of the playground.

In front.

There was the wall partially blocked by scaffolding.

Below the wall.

Surrounded by people.

There were parents, children, and quite a few soldiers watching the commotion.

People were gathering.

More lively than New Year.

Director Qian’s steps halted.

He looked at the crowded scene, eyebrows furrowing more tightly.

“What’s going on there?”

He pointed over.

“Why is it so chaotic? No classes ongoing?”

Liu Meihua almost laughed aloud.

Heaven helps me!

This chaotic scene perfectly validates her accusations of “disorderly management” and “noise pollution”!

She quickly stepped forward.

Directly blocking between Director Qian and that wall.

She extended a finger.

The gesture she uses to accuse others.

Straightforwardly.

Pointing at the wall partially obscured by the crowd, leaving only a glimpse of color.

She turned her head.

Looking at Director Qian.

That face covered in white powder, full of a fierce determination of righteousness.

Also the ecstasy of stepping on her opponent.

She took a deep breath.

With all her might.

Even her voice cracked.

Shouted loudly:

“Director Qian!”

“Look there!”

“That is what I reported to you, the serious, vile, must-be-eradicated ideological cancer!”

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