Chapter 97: None But You

Chapter 97

Ye Jianjun felt a surge of pride upon hearing that Huang Wei was now willing to help him. He didn’t even consider Huang Wei’s influence in You County. Although the Justice Sect had begun to transform, its power in the underworld remained intact. Thinking of this, Ye Jianjun glanced curiously at his nephew—this was no ordinary young man, truly remarkable!

“Xiaofeng, how did you come to know Leader Huang?” Ye Jianjun asked with genuine curiosity. Ye Feng had only recently returned, yet his tone on the phone with Huang Wei seemed as familiar as old friends. Just a brief mention had her agreeing immediately—if their relationship were ordinary, this wouldn’t happen.

Ye Feng looked at Ye Jianjun, sensing his uncle’s curiosity. “Heh, Uncle, do you remember what happened the day I came back?” Ye Feng smiled slightly and sat down, taking a sip of his drink.

“That day, you dashed straight across the road and almost got hit by a luxury car. Then a rather beautiful young woman stepped out of the vehicle, and she carried herself with quite the presence. Could she be Huang Wei, the leader of the Justice Sect?” Ye Jianjun was no fool and naturally made the connection.

“Heh, yes. By the way, Xiaowei asked me to send her regards to you. You don’t need to worry about your matters anymore,” Ye Feng said with quiet confidence. He had full faith in his wife’s abilities, especially after dealing with the leftover problems from Hua Qiang and others. The Justice Sect’s roots were indeed deep and unshakable.

Ye Jianjun nearly choked on his drink upon hearing this. To think that Leader Huang Wei would have Xiaofeng send her greetings—it was almost overwhelming. “Xiaofeng, you have to tell Uncle what kind of relationship you have with Leader Huang. If it was just ordinary, why would she be so eager to help you?”

Hearing this, Ye Feng’s cheeks flushed slightly. How was he to explain? It was better if the family didn’t know the full extent of his relationship with Huang Wei. After all, with several wives in the picture, complications could arise. Ye Jianjun, reading the subtle clues on Ye Feng’s face, smiled knowingly. “Heh heh, it’s enough that I know. Come on, let’s finish our drinks. We still have classes this afternoon.”

“Alright,” Ye Feng replied. After all, a vice-principal drunk in class would hardly inspire respect. And nowadays, students were fierce—if displeased, they’d plaster your name on a bulletin board or report you to the education bureau.

Meanwhile, in a room of the county middle school’s teachers’ dormitory, a man around thirty and another in his early fifties shared a small drink, their faces beaming with satisfaction. “Uncle, you’re sure this time my matter will be settled, right?”

The older man chuckled. He recalled his own struggles years ago. “Yifan, don’t worry. This time it’s yours for sure. When have I ever lied to you? Besides, Deputy Director Li at the bureau has already made clear his stance. This will be settled in just a few days. You just need to behave yourself for now.”

The younger man beamed with joy. He trusted Deputy Director Li Lingyun implicitly, the education bureau’s deputy director responsible for personnel matters, whose words carried great weight. “Thank you, Uncle. A toast to you! If this goes through, I’ll make sure to take good care of you.”

Seeing his nephew’s ecstatic grin, the older man laughed heartily. “Ha! Once this is done, we’ll have real influence at the county middle school. I want to see how Ye Jianjun acts then. That guy, even though he’s principal, always has to be polite to him, but Ye Jianjun treats him with indifference. Damn it.”

The older man was Yang Xiuke, the principal of the county middle school. The younger man was his nephew, Yang Yifan. Not long ago, a student had committed a serious violation, and Ye Jianjun, as vice-principal responsible for education, had dealt with it harshly. The student’s parents called Yang Xiuke to plead for leniency, offering gifts and favors. Yang Xiuke agreed immediately.

He then personally approached Ye Jianjun to intercede. But to his surprise, Ye Jianjun flatly refused. Yang Xiuke’s resentment grew, but there was nothing he could do.

At the subsequent meeting, Ye Jianjun garnered overwhelming support, and the decision was finalized smoothly. Yang Xiuke felt humiliated; despite being principal, it was so difficult to get things done. Hence, he began plotting to get more allies into decision-making positions.

Seizing this opportunity, Yang Xiuke approached his patron, Deputy Director Li Lingyun of the education bureau. He explained his situation and offered a few thousand yuan to curry favor over a lavish dinner. Satisfied and well-fed, Li readily agreed.

“Uncle, rest assured. I’ve always behaved well. With Deputy Director Li supporting us, everything’s set!” Yang Yifan boasted. This was as good as done—no surprises expected. His uncle was just too cautious.

“Well, that’s good. With Li overseeing this, you can relax,” the older man replied. “Though, you say you behave well? Always ogling beauties, staring at girls during exams while missing cheating incidents—how is that ‘well-behaved’?”

“Come, Uncle, a toast! Once I become director of discipline, everything will be easier. I’ll make Ye Jianjun see what’s what—when I was deputy director, he often gave me attitude for no reason.”

Within the school, the difference between director and deputy director of discipline was vast. The director wielded real power over the school; the deputy director only had minor authority if on good terms with the director, otherwise relegated to insignificance.

Ye Jianjun himself was in charge of discipline and also held the director position, giving him considerable power. He was highly capable and saw no need to share authority, especially since he considered Yang Yifan incompetent, having risen only due to Yang Xiuke’s influence. Consequently, he never took Yang Yifan seriously.