Chapter 1449 - 1439: Future Prospects

Chapter 1449: Chapter 1439: Future Prospects

When Jiang Cheng saw the people rushing up, he thought they were all just kids, so he went a little easier on them, only kicking them all to the ground so they couldn’t move.

After that, He dialed the report number, informed the team members of the location of the incident, the mission and all the relevant information, then slowly waited for the team to arrive.

It wasn’t long before the team members came in response to the call and found the parties involved to take a statement.

As soon as the officer saw that it was Jiang Cheng, the boss of Xunteng Company, his tone became much more respectful: "Mr. Jiang Cheng, would it be convenient for you to give a statement now?"

After all, in this day and age, how could an ordinary low-ranking officer dare to offend a big shot like Jiang Cheng? One careless move, and a single offhand remark from Jiang Cheng might be enough to get him fired.

Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I can of course give a statement, but I still have students in my class. Why don’t we just do it here?"

The captain of the Ink Control Squad naturally agreed with Jiang Cheng’s suggestion. He had some officers go get the instruments to test the ink-intake indexes of the suspected ink-users, while he himself personally took up a pen to record Jiang Cheng’s statement.

"Mr. Jiang Cheng, may I ask what your relationship is with these people?" the captain asked step by step according to procedure.

Jiang Cheng extended his right hand and pointed at the class monitor in the classroom, answering, "I don’t know the others, but that chubby boy there is the class monitor of the class I’m teaching."

Hearing Jiang Cheng’s reply, the captain couldn’t help feeling puzzled. Jiang Cheng was a renowned entrepreneur, overseeing countless businesses and genuinely rich enough to rival a city, but how come he’d never heard that Jiang Cheng had become a teacher?

Jiang Cheng saw the captain’s confusion and explained, "I used to be a teacher, but later the company’s business became too busy, so I had no choice but to resign from teaching and devote myself fully to running the company."

The captain heard this and couldn’t help asking, "Then why are you going back to be a teacher now?"

Recently there hadn’t been any rumors of trouble at Xunteng Company; Jiang Cheng probably hadn’t fallen into such hardship that he had to go back to school to teach for money to support his family.

"Xunteng Company has more or less gotten on the right track, and things are easier for me now."

"So I went back to First High and took on a class." Jiang Cheng smiled lightly and slowly talked about his reasons for returning to teaching.

Once the captain came back to his senses, he immediately said, "I’m so sorry, Mr. Jiang Cheng. I couldn’t help gossiping for a moment, I apologize for the offense!"

Jiang Cheng actually found this very respectful captain a bit cute at that moment, and said with a laugh, "It’s fine, I’m just an ordinary person. Your question isn’t some private matter; it’s okay, don’t be nervous!"

As He spoke, He patted the captain on the shoulder to help him relax.

The captain felt a warmth and kindness like spring returning to the earth; in his heart he not only grew a bit fonder of Jiang Cheng, but even more, a genuine respect that rose from within. It had nothing to do with wealth or status.

He himself was an officer, earning a higher salary than a teacher, yet constantly daydreaming about getting rich overnight; while Jiang Cheng, a true, bona fide tycoon, hadn’t forgotten his original intentions and had gone back to school to teach part-time.

Put side by side, he really felt dwarfed by the comparison! After that, the two simply went through the standard statement-taking process. Before long, Jiang Cheng returned to the school.

In class, Jiang Cheng publicly told the students that their class monitor had already been arrested by the officers for ink abuse and that during his time teaching them, the monitor probably wouldn’t be coming back.

The students sitting below, hearing about the monitor’s situation and that he’d been caught for ink use, all sank into deep silence.

They couldn’t help feeling some melancholy and fear. Outwardly they were quiet and calm, but inside they were unsettled.

A classmate who had once studied side by side with them, played around with them after class day in and day out, turned out to be an ink addict!

They were not only worried about the class monitor’s own future, but also deeply relieved and shaken that they hadn’t been dragged along by him to use ink.

Seeing the students’ somewhat unusual reactions, Jiang Cheng said, "I hadn’t planned to say anything, but I was afraid you’d worry about the monitor. And I also want to give you a lesson! Your monitor is your warning example up ahead—don’t insist on crashing into the wall and refusing to turn back! Otherwise, once things blow up and the truth comes out, the chain of consequences that follow will be more than you can bear now or in the future!"

Without waiting for the students to respond, Jiang Cheng gave them a big surprise exam.

The students all thought it would be a standard test paper full of multiple choice and fill-in-the-blank questions, but to their surprise, it was just a single blank sheet.

Only when the students all raised their heads one by one, their eyes full of confusion as they looked at Jiang Cheng, did Jiang Cheng offer an explanation.

"One class period to write an essay. The article must revolve around your own strengths and merits. You choose the title yourself, no limit on word count!" After saying this, Jiang Cheng walked back to the office to deal with some company matters left over from that day.

When the period ended, Jiang Cheng arrived on time to collect the papers, only to see sheet after sheet completely blank.

The A4 paper he’d handed out was still empty; Jiang Cheng roughly flipped through all of them and found that not a single person had written a word!

Jiang Cheng couldn’t help feeling a trace of helplessness and suddenly felt a surge of pity for these kids.

These children must have poor grades, with former teachers disliking them and parents annoyed by them, so they’d ended up with not even a shred of self-confidence, utterly unaware of their own strengths.

Since it was exactly lunchtime, Jiang Cheng had no choice but to let the students go eat and rest first and come to class on time in the afternoon.

As soon as the bell rang for the first period in the afternoon, Jiang Cheng gave the students a second "big gift"—another exam.

The students were feeling a bit disgruntled. Why test after test in succession? Could it be that the new teacher had to "light three fires" on taking office?

Jiang Cheng smiled, signaled for the students to calm down a bit, and said, "This time it’s also an essay: write about your dreams!"

This essay topic was very simple. No matter how lacking in confidence a person might be, everyone has their own dreams, so most of the students started writing.

The classroom was soon filled only with the "swish swish" sound of pen tips scraping across paper. When it came time to collect, there was only one person who hadn’t written anything. Jiang Cheng immediately checked the name box and discovered it was a boy named Zhou Wei. Jiang Cheng called him to the office to ask why he hadn’t written. "Zhou Wei, do you have a dream?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Zhou Wei paused when he heard this and stammered, "I... I guess I do, or maybe I don’t."

Jiang Cheng could see that Zhou Wei was hesitating, and said patiently, "Just tell me. It’s fine, we can just talk like friends."

Only then did Zhou Wei feel a bit more relaxed and say, "My dream is to become a racer!"

As Zhou Wei spoke, his eyes lit up, as if he could really see his dream coming true, himself in racing gear standing next to a race car. Jiang Cheng then asked, "Then why didn’t you write the essay? You clearly have a dream!"

Zhou Wei pursed his lips and answered, "But a lot of people think racing isn’t a reliable profession, so my family, my classmates, everyone around me tells me to give it up. They say being a racer has no future!"

Hearing Zhou Wei’s explanation, Jiang Cheng realized that the blossom of a dream really could be withered early by other people’s blows, and he couldn’t help feeling worried for Zhou Wei.