The audience was slightly quiet for a moment.

After a while, a mentor said: "If we want to leave Mowu in the future, will there be any restrictions?"

Fang Ping said with a smile: "Teacher Chen, you are joking. Everyone is free and no one restricts anyone. In this era, do you think such a thing will happen again? If it really happens, just scream, those ninth-grade strong men

A person who can kill us can also do things that restrict personal freedom?"

Someone else said quietly: "Then you, Fang Ping, will you be considered a school leader from now on, and will you still be considered a student?"

"I haven't graduated, so of course I'm a student!" Fang Ping said with a smile: "If this doesn't conflict, shouldn't students contribute to the school?"

"In the future, do we need to turn over the income we earn in the cave to the school?"

"The teacher is joking. This is what you have gained through life and death. Of course it belongs to you. Of course, try to sell it to the school. The school's purchase price will not be lower than that of several major companies. Now the school's production line is expanding and it is in urgent need of raw materials."

Another person said: "I have several graduated students who want to return to school as tutors. Is the school still hiring?"

Fang Ping said with joy: "Of course, but... currently the school only recruits tutors from the middle level. Of course, if they are above the third level and are not very old, the school will also recruit."

"Will school credits further reduce the difficulty of obtaining them?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out, and it is very likely!"

"If someone becomes disabled or dies in a cave, will there be any changes to the pension system?"

Fang Ping said solemnly: "What I hope to see is that the disability or death rate will be further reduced in the future. Of course, the cave is too dangerous and no one can guarantee this. For the instructors and students who are disabled or sacrificed, the school can only

Will take more care and will never save money on this!

For the descendants of the deceased mentor, the school will take extra care, recruit a group of students specially or make an exception.

Moreover, my advice to future students is not to enter the underground caves if they are not in the third level.

Of course, there will be no shortage of special training.

In addition, in order to increase the students' sense of crisis, I plan to make all warriors informed of the true situation in the cave starting from next year!

I even allow some students to drop out!

If you feel that you cannot accept the fact that you have to enter the cave in the future, then drop out of school!"

There was another uproar in the audience.

After a while, Wu Kuishan, who had been silent, said lightly: "I heard that you are planning to open a network sharing system with various schools. If other schools need to exchange Mowu's resources, how will the price be defined? If Mowu cannot

If you are satisfied, how should you deal with yourself?”

Fang Ping smiled and said: "In terms of price, I am going to agree with each school on a unified credit system! The difficulty of obtaining it will be unified, and the value will be unified. Of course, if students from other schools want to redeem magic weapons resources, the price will be twice that of our own school!"

Wu Kuishan frowned and said: "Even if it is twice as much, it is actually only equivalent to the value of our previous credits before the reform. Then Mowu will definitely be in short supply!"

"The raw material exchange system will be adopted in the early stage."

"The elixir and weapon companies will not give up. You will attract many unnecessary opponents to Mowu."

“Wuda’s strength is not afraid of these companies!”

"Do you think other martial arts players will try their best?"

"Of course, they have all benefited and formed a new community of interests. Why not? And I am not including them all at once. It is only a part in advance."

"The pressure on Mowu will be great."

"Where can motivation come from without pressure? If you are afraid of wolves and tigers, you can't do anything. Of course, I also know the principal's worries. When necessary, I will stand up and take responsibility. In the worst case, I will hide in a cave.

Once you hide and come out again, I want to see who comes to hold Fang Ping accountable!"

Fang Ping's words were loud and clear, and many people who heard it were excited.

Wu Kuishan said nothing at this moment.

After a moment of pause, Huang Jing said softly: "Do you have any other opinions?"

There was no sound in the audience.

"Since it doesn't happen, then let's settle it!"

Huang Jing stood up and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, principal and principal Liu and I will keep an eye on Mowu and it will only get better!"

Fang Ping also smiled and said: "Please teachers to supervise. If you have any opinions, you can always put them forward. If you have any opinions, you can correct them or encourage them. After all, students are still young, and there are some things that are not well thought out."

In the audience, Old Man Li yawned and said: "It's all trivial matters. Why bother with these things? What about the Power of Heaven and Earth training room? Get it out as soon as possible."

Lu Fengrou also said calmly: "I don't care who is in charge of the school. As long as our benefits are not deducted, I can do whatever else I want."

Tang Feng also said: "As long as the students are getting stronger and the casualty rate is getting lower and lower, I have no problem with it."

"I hope the school will treat everyone equally and no longer treat me differently in the School of Liberal Arts."

"The manufacturing college only has this requirement."

"We hope to add more tutor positions as soon as possible. Currently, we are under great pressure in terms of teaching."

"..."

The deans and sixth-grade instructors of each college spoke one after another.

Tutors at other levels didn't say anything. It didn't matter who was in charge of the school. Their own treatment would not be affected and the students would have more opportunities. Then there would be no problem.

Fang Ping agreed one by one, with a smile on his face, and quickly announced the adjournment of the meeting.

Things are simpler than imagined.

After the others left, the next moment, Fang Ping suddenly lay on the ground!

Wu Kuishan looked at him coldly and said softly: "Boy, you can take care of the school, but... you remember, once anything happens to the school, you need to bear all the responsibilities!"

Everyone else watched indifferently, and no one stepped forward to help.

Old Li pretended not to see it, and Wu Kuishan was probably very angry now.

What should I do if I don't let Wu Kuishan vent his anger and drive him crazy?

As for Fang Ping...what is he planning?

Fang Ping didn't care either. He lay faceless on the ground and said with a grin: "Don't worry, principal, I still have this responsibility. If anything goes wrong in the school, I will take full responsibility for it!"

But...as I said, I will go into the cave first to avoid the limelight, and when I come out again, those who bully me will look good to them!"

This was said with gritted teeth!

Lao Wu, today you pressed me down to the ground, and tomorrow, I will beat you until your nose is bruised and your face is swollen!

The corner of Wu Kuishan's mouth twitched slightly, and he slightly increased his mental strength. The person was gradually pushed into the ground.

You can do it, you are so brave, you are still threatening him now.

Moreover, from what this kid said, the burrow is like his home. Others regard the burrow as a desperate place, but he treats the burrow as a refuge, which is fine!

Wu Kuishan said no more, turned and left.

As soon as he left, Fang Ping jumped out of the ground and said with a grin: "After today, Mo Wu will change his surname to Fang!"

Old Man Li and the others pretended not to hear anything. Tang Feng, who was about to leave, twitched his lips, feeling that he might not have done something good this time.

Can this little bastard really make Mo Wu better?

Everyone left one after another, their moods were indescribably complicated.

It is said that the martial arts club and the school committee are jointly governed...but in fact, everyone else on the school committee has given up on the idea of ​​management. Mowu has now become Fang Ping's sole proprietor.

"Hopefully we're right."

At this moment, many people had such thoughts in their minds.

Even Old Man Li felt a little uneasy when he saw Fang Ping's playful expression. He was only 19 years old... he was still a young man after all!

"I hope the teacher won't hit me when I die."

Old Man Li is a little unsure. If he dies in the future, will he be beaten by the old principal?

Think about it... the possibility is not low.

ps: I recommend this book, "Real Estate Players" by Mr. Pixiu. It is an urban masterpiece. You can take a look.

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