Zhang Junhao was completely speechless, this old thing has been the principal of an elementary school for decades, and he has long become a bureaucrat, and it is impossible to expect him to lead the rise of the Wei School.

Zhang Junhao stopped wasting time with Huo Zeyuan, turned around and left, and returned to his office. He found a delicate purple clay cup on the table, which had already been brewed with tea, and two brand new kettles against the wall, which should have been filled with hot water.

Zhang Junhao took a sip, yes, it should be a first-class West Lake Longjing tea, although it can't be compared with what I drank at Kong Bohua's house, but it's not bad, it seems that the school's logistics department is still very concerned about himself, the vice principal.

After drinking tea, Zhang Junhao began to figure out, how to solve the school's security problem?

If Huo Zeyuan does not cooperate, it will be impossible to rebuild the security team of the school in a short time, so we can only find a way to build on the existing security forces.

The existing security team of the school is only about 20 people, and it looks more like hooligans than hooligans, and even the security uniforms are old from a few years ago, and the soil is slag, and the equipment is even more tattered, and they usually hold wooden sticks picked up from the school grove.

Zhang Junhao decided to change the style of the security team first, people rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles, and he plans to pay his own funds to first set up a new uniform and equipment for the security team.

The old-fashioned computer still can't connect to the Internet for the time being, so Zhang Junhao had to use his mobile phone to access the Internet, and ordered dozens of sets of the latest security uniforms and equipment in an online store specializing in security supplies.

While the students were doing recess exercises, Zhang Junhao walked out of the office and talked to a few security guards, in order to show that he had to be closer to the people, he specially distributed a few boxes of soft Chinese cigarettes, and made several security comrades happy to close their mouths.

The heart-to-heart talks with the security guards still yielded results, and among the more than 20 security guards in the security team, half of them were veterans, and a few were special combat personnel. Their own vegetarian zhì is good, but after falling into this big dye vat, they still drift with the flow.

"Xie Jun, I didn't expect you to be a special combat soldier and discharged...... It's too condescending to be an ordinary security guard with your plain zhì. Prepare well these days, and wait for the organization to put a burden on you......" Principal Zhang gently patted the shoulder of the security guard in front of him, said with a smile, turned around and left.

Xie Jun is 25 years old this year, went out to serve as a soldier at the age of 18, and the recruits have excellent training results, and directly entered the special operations brigade, and were promoted to non-commissioned officers in three years.

After he was discharged from the army, he was not given a job by the local government, and later he was hired as a security guard at the health school. At first, he also planned to use what he learned in the special operations team to make a good career, at least to mix up with a security captain or something.

Who knows that he doesn't have a strong relationship, he doesn't have the ability to drill the camp, and he can't get ahead at all by relying on the ability he has trained in the army.

In just half a year, Xie Jun's pride and enthusiasm were completely wiped out, and he went with the flow, followed everyone around, and waited to receive a salary of 1,080 a month.

Latest, Xie Jun felt even more bored, and planned to resign after this month's salary was paid.

Who knew that the new vice principal actually promised to put a burden on him.

Other bosses in the security team may not understand the meaning of this sentence, but he understands that adding a burden to the organization means that he has to be promoted.

Xie Jun looked at Principal Zhang's back and whispered to himself, "You, okay?" ”

Back in the office, Zhang Junhao found that Gu Jingjing was helping him change the tea leaves, and after a moment's pause, Zhang Junhao suddenly understood that it was not logistical that he could drink hot tea, it was completely handled by this female classmate.

"Teacher Zhang, you're back, I'm ...... Ah......" Zhang Junhao suddenly entered the door, Gu Jingjing looked a little overwhelmed, and in a panic, hot water spilled and burned his hands.

Zhang Junhao hurriedly grabbed Gu Jingjing's hand and blew, "It's not in the way, right?" ”

Gu Jingjing hurriedly retracted her hand, her face flushed, and her face was shy. She lowered her head, not daring to look at Zhang Junhao, and said in a voice like a gnat: "Teacher Zhang, I'm ...... I saw that you didn't even have tea in your office, so I took it upon myself to get ...... for you."

"Huh!" Zhang Junhao smiled and said, "This is a good thing, what are you nervous about...... The tea is fragrant and nice, thank you! ”

When Gu Jingjing heard Zhang Junhao's praise, her heart was full of joy, and her expression was no longer so nervous.

"By the way, this tea shouldn't be cheap, right? You have the five hundred dollars. Zhang Junhao is very grateful to Gu Jingjing for his concern, but he is the principal, so he can't take advantage of the students, this pot of tea is enough to weigh two or two, at least several hundred.

"No...... I don't want money......" Gu Jingjing saw that Zhang Junhao gave him money, took a step back, turned around and left.

Zhang Junhao was stunned for a moment, and put away the money with a wry smile, it seems that Gu Jingjing regarded him as a benefactor.

Principal Huo, who was in the office next to him, saw Gu Jingjing running away from Zhang Junhao's office as if she was frightened, her heart tightened, and she said secretly: "Could it be that Xiaozhang can't hold it, and he is insulting a female classmate?" "I want to chase it out and ask, and considering that Xiao Zhang has a big background in the group, it is better to make less trouble for the time being, but young people, there will always be some trouble, and when things get bigger, it is not too late for him to come forward to solve it, but it is a pity that the watery cabbage was arched by this little pig.

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There was only one class in the afternoon, and school ended at half past four. Zhang Junhao walked out of the office, stood at the door and looked at the passing students, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional, the age of the flower season can't be ruined like this.

He walked to the school gate, and before he left the school gate, he was surrounded by a group of people, who were carrying a one-meter-long steel pipe in their hands, looking like they were hanging out.

Zhang Junhao saw Li Jianhong in the crowd, and he knew that this group of people was coming for him.

Zhang Junhao smiled and said, "Li Jianhong, what are you doing?" I remember you were expelled from the Guard School? ”

Li Jianhong looked at Zhang Junhao viciously, didn't pay attention to him, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, hit me, kill me!" ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately picked up the steel pipe in their hands and approached Zhang Junhao.

Zhang Junhao didn't run, just stood in place with a big grin, without fear on his face.

Seeing this, the security guard near the gate hurriedly shouted: "Principal Zhang, come in, come in......"

Zhang Junhao turned his head and said, "I said brothers, as school security guards, should you come out and drive this group of thugs away?" ”

There were at least forty or fifty people in Li Jianhong's group, and the security guards of the school didn't dare to come out to drive them away, but just urged Zhang Junhao to enter the door.

Zhang Junhao no longer paid attention to the security guard, and took a few steps forward, with an awe-inspiring face.

"Zhang Junhao, don't think that you are some kind of vice principal, I don't dare to do it. Brothers, give me a ...... to death" Li Jianhong was full of hatred for Zhang Junhao. In his opinion, if it weren't for Zhang Junhao, he would still be the prince of the school, calling for wind and rain, so happy.

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