Chapter 390: Being Charged Protection Fees

In Chang Hao’s view, if Ye Bufan were to become the homeroom teacher, he would definitely not have a good outcome. The final result would be him being bruised and battered, his reputation ruined, and then being expelled from the school.

So he changed his mind and was no longer in a hurry to get rid of Ye Bufan.

Since Ye Bufan was under his control, he had to properly deal with this kid to show the arrogant Lu Banxia how useless the man she chose was.

After laughing, he said with a mocking expression, “You surnamed Ye, do you really think anyone can be a teacher? I bet you won’t last three days in Grade Two, Class Five. You’ll soon run out with your tail between your legs.”

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, “Is Director Chang that confident? What should we bet on then?”

Chang Hao gritted his teeth and said, “Whoever loses will go to the playground and bark like a dog three times in front of everyone.”

Ye Bufan said without hesitation, “Alright.”

Seeing him agree so readily, Zhang Yunxiu couldn't help but shake her head. He was truly a newborn calf unafraid of a tiger, ignorant and fearless.

This new Teacher Ye obviously didn't know what was going on with Grade Two, Class Five, and was so easily tricked by Chang Hao.

As the Principal, he naturally knew how difficult the students in Grade Two, Class Five were to handle. They didn't even give him, the Principal, Face, let alone a new homeroom teacher.

If it were really that easy to deal with, so many teachers wouldn't have ended up in the hospital.

However, since the two had already made a bet, he couldn't say anything, so he could only say to Chang Hao, “Director Chang, please take Teacher Ye to Grade Two, Class Five to familiarize himself with the situation. Let him meet and get to know the students, then he can start his work.”

Ye Bufan said, “Principal Zhang, there’s no need. Just tell me where the Grade Two, Class Five classroom is.”

He really didn't like Chang Hao lingering in front of him, and he didn't need anyone to lead the way or introduce him.

Zhang Yunxiu said, “Oh! It’s on the second floor of the teaching building, the third classroom after you go upstairs. There’s a class sign on the door.”

At this moment, the bell for the first class just rang, and Ye Bufan said, “Alright then, Principal Zhang, I’m going to class.”

After speaking, he turned and left the Principal’s office, walking towards the teaching building.

As soon as he left the door, Chang Hao sneered, “Principal, where did this fool come from? Isn’t he looking for death?”

Zhang Yunxiu said, “I’m not sure about that. It was entirely the Mayor’s instruction.”

“Principal, let’s turn on the monitor and see. I bet he’ll run out within three minutes of entering the door, and he might even end up in the hospital.”

Zhang Yunxiu was also a bit curious about Ye Bufan, wondering why the Mayor arranged for a doctor to come and be a teacher, and specifically assigned him to Grade Two, Class Five.

Hearing Chang Hao say this, he turned on the large monitor screen on the wall.

However, the monitors inside the classrooms had long been smashed by those guys in Grade Two, Class Five, so they could only watch the doorway through the corridor monitor.

This was enough for Chang Hao. He looked at his watch and started timing.

Ye Bufan entered the teaching building. At this moment, the class bell had rung, and the students had all returned to their classrooms for class. The corridor was empty.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, a tall girl suddenly walked over. She was at least 1.70 meters tall, and by her age, she should be a student at the school.

However, she wasn't wearing a school uniform, her Face was heavily made up, and her explosive hair looked like a bird's nest, almost making her original appearance unrecognizable.

She was wearing a black, form-fitting tank top, revealing large areas of colorful tattoos.

Below, she wore shorts that couldn't be any shorter, and her long legs were also covered in tattoos.

The girl was constantly chewing gum, with a look of disdain and cynicism, a complete little delinquent.

Seeing the girl block his path, Ye Bufan's lips curled into a smile. It seemed this school was a bit interesting; it had all kinds of people.

The girl stood on the stairs, and combined with her original height, she had a condescending air: “Let me introduce myself, I’m Hai Mingzi, the big sister of Class 2 Year 5. Are you our new useless homeroom teacher?”

Ye Bufan didn't get angry; he smiled and said, “Homeroom teacher, yes, but not useless!”

“Whether I’m useless or not, you’ll find out in a bit. Ten useless people have come before you, and they all said the same thing before.

As a result, seven ended up in the hospital, and three haven't been discharged yet.”

Hai Mingzi said, “How about this, I’ll give you a chance. Pay me 3000 yuan in protection money, and I’ll cover you while you’re at school, at least ensuring you don’t get hurt.”

“What did you say? You mean you want me to pay you protection money?”

Ye Bufan was so angry he laughed. He never expected that on his first day of work, a student would come to collect protection money from him. If this got out, it would definitely be a trending topic.

“That’s right, pay me 3000 yuan, and I’ll guarantee your safety.” Hai Mingzi said very formally, “Don’t think you’re losing out.

If you really get beaten into the hospital, 3000 yuan won’t even be enough for your medical expenses.”

Ye Bufan controlled the urge to burst out laughing and said, “Since I’m here to be the homeroom teacher, I have the ability to manage this class well. Since you are a member of our class, I advise you to go back to class now.”

“You’re asking for trouble. When you come begging me, it won’t be 3000 anymore. It’ll be double by then.”

After Hai Mingzi finished speaking, she ignored Ye Bufan and strode out of the teaching building.

“Class has started, where are you going?”

“None of your business!”

Hai Mingzi left without looking back, and Ye Bufan smiled as he watched her retreating figure. Rebellious young girls like her would be dealt with sooner or later, just not now.

He went up to the second floor, looked at the class sign, and then walked over.

Inside the Grade Two, Class Five classroom, although the class bell had already rung, it had no effect on the students there. Everyone was doing what they wanted: some were reading novels, some were watching videos, and some were making calls.

In the corner, only Yu Wanlu, dressed in a white dress, sat there studying diligently, wearing large headphones, seemingly to block out the surrounding noise.

Although she seemed a bit out of place in Class 2 Year 5, no one dared to provoke her, because she was the woman Zhu Mingyu, the class monitor, had his eyes on.

Zhu Mingyu's father, Zhu Yucheng, was the Mayor of Jiangnan City, so he naturally became the class monitor of Grade Two, Class Five.

He appeared tall and thin, with large eyes, somewhat handsome, and inherited his father Zhu Yucheng's high intelligence. His mind was very sharp, but unfortunately, he never used it for proper things.

At this moment, seven or eight students were chatting around him, and a student with a tattoo on his arm asked, “It’s already this late, why isn’t Hai Mingzi here yet?”

His name was Wu Zihao. Influenced by gangster films, he had aspired to be the underground ruler of Jiangnan City since childhood and was considered a leader in the class.

“Does that even need to be said? She must have gone to collect protection money again.”

This time, it was a tall guy who spoke. He was nearly 1.95 meters tall, looking both tall and strong. A basketball spun continuously in his hand, as if stuck to his finger.

His name was Liang Zhijie. He had exceptionally good physical fitness and great talent in basketball.

It was said that the provincial basketball team had already extended an olive branch to him and was about to come for an assessment. Once he passed, he would immediately become an official member of the provincial team.