In the huge city thousands of miles away from Farah College, in a super grand mansion council room, the old headmaster, the headmaster, and some men and women with unfamiliar faces were standing respectfully.

In the main seat of the council chamber, a gray-haired old woman was sitting with her back straight, her face full of seriousness.

Although her hair was as white as snow, her skin was very delicate, and she didn't want an old man to have it. On her face, you can't find a wrinkle at all.

The old principal and the others didn't dare to take a breath at that time, and they lowered their heads one by one, looking like they were listening to the teachings.

"Yuan Chun, let's talk about it!" the gray-haired woman spoke lightly, her voice as serious as her complexion: "Fifty years, what progress have you made?

Yuan Chun is the name of the old principal.

was named by the woman, and the old principal's body trembled imperceptibly, and then he got up and went out of the ranks.

In the eyes of the children of the surrounding families who were worried or watching a good show, the old headmaster respectfully stood out and said in a deep voice: "Homecoming, Yuan Chun is incompetent, and the income and expenditure of Farah Academy over the years can be equal. ”

"Hmph!" Hearing this, the woman snorted coldly.

The old headmaster was shocked, and hurriedly said: "But the head of the family, please give me another chance! The disciple only needs five years, if the Farah Academy has not improved at all after five years, then the disciple will be willing to be punished!"

The woman didn't immediately answer the old principal's words, but looked around: "Tell me, is Yuan Chun's promise credible?"

Immediately, someone said disdainfully: "Family Master, every time the family assesses, Ce Yuanchun will say this, but after so many years, isn't Farah Academy still the same half-dead appearance?"

The crowd chimed in.

And with every one more word of those people, the face of the master of the strategy family will become ugly.

The old principal's face was swollen and red, but he couldn't refute it, after all, he had led Farah Academy for so many years, and Farah Academy had indeed not improved at all.

He couldn't argue with that.

"Family Master, the disciple has something to say!" Just when the face of the family master was about to reach the extreme, a calm voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone followed the sound and looked, only to see that Principal Ce was indifferently coming out.

Seeing Principal Ce, the face of the head of the Ce family looked a little better: "Yuan Bin, what do you want to say?"

Principal Ce clasped his fists and saluted respectfully: "The disciple doesn't think that Yuan Chun is making a big deal this time, on the contrary, the disciple thinks that in the next campus qualifying competition, Farah Academy is very likely to make a good name and achieve a good ranking!"

The master of the family raised his eyebrows lightly: "Oh?"

The children of the Yigan family exploded again: "What are you kidding?

"Hahaha, Farah Academy's ranking is infinitely high, that was nearly a hundred years ago, and the principal at that time was not Ce Yuanchun! Ce Yuanbin, you can't open your eyes and speak with a conscience just because Ce Yuanchun is your younger brother!"

"That is, instead of investing a lot of money in a garbage place like Farah Academy every year and losing all your money, it is better to keep the funds to improve the strength of the disciples in the family headquarters!"

"That's right!"

In the commotion of the children of the Yigan family, the head of the Ce family did not immediately express her opinion, she raised her hand, suppressed the endless ridicule, and then looked at the principal of Ce lightly, and asked: "Yuan Bin, is there any basis for what you said? If you intercede for him just because he is your younger brother, then the head of the family will not agree!"