261: Chapter 261 The Birth of a Garden Tyrant

VIP Reception Room.

Zhang Jianguo sat with his hands on his knees, leaning forward slightly.

"Chairman Chen, there's a situation in the Sunflower Class." Zhang Jianguo wiped the sweat from his forehead. "There's a child in the class named Wang Xiaohu. His father is Wang Dana, who handles earthwork projects in the East District and donated an indoor heated swimming pool to our kindergarten. This child is used to being bossy in class. I'm afraid the young masters might be mistreated. How about I open a separate class for them?"

Chen Fan waved his hand.

"A greenhouse cannot grow a towering tree." Chen Fan looked at the three little ones standing beside him. "Let the children solve their own problems within the rules. Go process the enrollment."

Zhang Jianguo nodded repeatedly and personally ran to handle the paperwork.

Ten minutes later.

The triplets, carrying their small backpacks, were led into the Sunflower Class by a teacher.

There were over twenty children in the class.

The eldest, Chen Xingyu, found a seat by the window, took out a Rubik's Cube from his backpack, and began to twist it.

The second child, Chen Xingyue, took out a box of colored pencils and started doodling in a sketchbook.

The youngest, Chen Xingchen, was in no hurry to sit down. He walked around the classroom, looking at each child in the class one by one, and finally chose a seat right in the middle to sit down.

Activity time.

A chubby boy ran up to Chen Xingyue's desk. This was Wang Xiaohu.

Behind him followed four other little boys, all of them his lackeys.

Wang Xiaohu had his eyes on the box of pencils in Chen Xingyue's hand. They were a limited edition handmade by a French master.

"Hey, give me this to play with." Wang Xiaohu reached out to grab the pencils.

Chen Xingyue snapped her sketchbook shut, blocking the pencils. "These are mine, I'm not lending them."

Wang Xiaohu was used to getting whatever he wanted in class. He slammed his palm on the desk.

"If you don't give them to me, I'll have my dad kick you out!" Wang Xiaohu shouted.

The four lackeys behind him joined in the jeering.

The eldest, Chen Xingyu, put down his Rubik's Cube, stood up, and blocked his sister. He didn't say a word, just stared at Wang Xiaohu.

Just then, the youngest, Chen Xingchen, walked over.

Chen Xingchen pulled an exquisite tin box from his pocket. He opened the box to reveal twelve handmade truffle chocolates lying inside.

Su Wanqing had slipped these into his pocket as they were leaving this morning.

Chen Xingchen picked up a chocolate, peeled off the gold foil, and took a bite.

A rich aroma spread through the classroom.

The four lackeys stared intently at the chocolate in Chen Xingchen's hand, swallowing their saliva.

"Do you want to eat some?" Chen Xingchen asked, looking at the four lackeys.

The four little boys nodded repeatedly.

"What does he usually give you to eat?" Chen Xingchen pointed at Wang Xiaohu.

"He just gives us his broken toy cars that he doesn't want to play with anymore," one lackey whispered.

Chen Xingchen placed the tin box on the table.

"From now on, whoever stops talking to him and stops playing with him," Chen Xingchen said in a calm tone, "will get a share of this box of chocolates. I'll bring other things tomorrow."

The four lackeys looked at each other.

One of them took the lead, walked over, and took a chocolate. The remaining three also hurried over and divided the chocolates among themselves.

Wang Xiaohu was dumbfounded. He turned his head to see all his little brothers had run over to the other side.

"Come back! I'll ask my dad to get you Ultramen tomorrow!" Wang Xiaohu said anxiously.

No one paid him any attention. The four lackeys surrounded Chen Xingchen, their faces covered in chocolate.

Wang Xiaohu stood where he was, looking at his empty hands, then at how he had been completely isolated.

He held it in for half a minute before bursting into a loud wail and running off to find the teacher to complain.

Chen Xingchen threw the empty tin box into the trash and clapped his hands.

4:00 PM. Kindergarten dismissal.

Chen Fan and Su Wanqing stood outside the main gate to pick up the children.

A red porsche Cayenne braked sharply and stopped by the roadside.

A plump woman wearing leopard-print fur and a thick gold necklace pushed open the car door and stepped out. She was holding the hand of Wang Xiaohu, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying.

This was Wang Xiaohu's mother, Liu Cui.

Liu Cui aggressively pulled her son to the kindergarten gate and slammed her hand against the security room window.

"Zhang Jianguo! Get your ass out here!" Liu Cui's voice was incredibly loud.

Zhang Jianguo was just seeing Chen Fan's family out when his head buzzed at the sound of that voice.

He hurried over. "Mrs. Wang, let's talk this out calmly."

Liu Cui shoved Zhang Jianguo aside and pointed at Chen Fan, who was holding Chen Xingchen's hand.

"It was your son who bullied my Xiaohu, wasn't it!" Liu Cui's spit flew everywhere. "Dressed so shabbily, yet you dare come to Ivy to study? Do you know who my husband is? My husband is Wang Dana! Believe it or not, I'll bury you in money and make sure your family can't stay in the Imperial Capital tomorrow!"

Chen Fan didn't even give her a direct look.

He crouched down and zipped up Chen Xingchen's down jacket.

"You did well in class today." Chen Fan raised his right hand.

Chen Xingchen raised his small hand and gave Chen Fan a high-five.

Being ignored made Liu Cui completely furious. She rushed forward, trying to grab Chen Fan's collar.

Before she could get close, two members of the Shadow Guard in black jackets stepped out from the crowd, blocking Chen Fan from both sides.

Liu Cui was startled back by this display, but she continued to curse: "Calling people, are you? Fine! I'm calling my husband right now and having him bring people to tear down this crappy kindergarten!"

Liu Cui took out her phone and was about to dial.

A black Hongqi sedan pulled up behind the porsche.

Chen Haoyu pushed open the door and stepped out, holding a blue folder. He walked quickly to Chen Fan's side and nodded.

Chen Haoyu turned around and looked at Liu Cui, who was holding her phone.

"Mrs. Wang, no need to call." Chen Haoyu threw the blue folder directly onto the hood of the porsche. "Your husband, Wang Dana, was just taken away by the Economic Investigation Bureau ten minutes ago."

Liu Cui's hand froze in mid-air.

"In there is evidence of his company issuing false VAT invoices and tax evasion over the past five years. The amount involved is six hundred million." Chen Haoyu's voice wasn't loud. "By the way, all bank accounts and real estate under your family's name were completely frozen by the court five minutes ago. That porsche will also be towed away tomorrow."

Liu Cui's phone fell to the ground, the screen shattering.

She looked at the documents on the car hood, her legs going weak, and she collapsed right onto the road.

Chen Fan didn't spare Liu Cui another glance as she sat on the ground. He led his wife and children into the car parked by the curb.

Inside the car.

Su Wanqing used wet wipes to clean the three children's hands.

"Xingchen behaved like a little adult today." Su Wanqing said with a smile. "He solved the problem without even lifting a finger."

Chen Fan leaned back against the seat, looking at the streets outside the window.

"Ivy won't do," Chen Fan spoke. "This kind of school where you can get in just with money has a terrible social circle. Not just Ivy, the current private education system is entirely built on fake elites stacked with money."

Su Wanqing's movements paused for a moment.

"Then what do you plan to do? Change schools?" Su Wanqing asked.

Chen Fan turned to look at Su Wanqing.

"Changing schools is useless. I'm going to build a school myself." Chen Fan's voice was steady. "The name will be Glorious Academy."

"Build one yourself?" Su Wanqing was stunned. "Running a school isn't something you can do just with money. Teachers, textbooks, qualifications—everything has to start from scratch."

"Not just starting from scratch, I'm going to smash all the rules." Chen Fan took out a tablet and pulled up a blank document.

"Glorious Academy will not charge tuition. Admission will only be based on talent and character, not family background. I want to gather all the true geniuses in the country together," Chen Fan said.

Su Wanqing looked at Chen Fan.

"But the traditional old-money private schools and those aristocratic circles won't just watch you break their monopoly." Su Wanqing was somewhat worried. "They will certainly try to throttle us when it comes to teaching staff. The top famous teachers in the country are all in their hands."

Chen Fan tapped the tablet screen.

"If they want to keep those famous teachers, let them keep them." Chen Fan handed the tablet to Su Wanqing.

Su Wanqing looked down at the screen. It was a top-secret plan that had just been drafted.

"If they won't release the domestic teachers," Chen Fan looked at the road ahead, "then I'll send out invitations globally. With double the research funding and the world's top laboratories, I'll invite all those hundreds of Nobel Prize winners to come and be teachers at Glorious Academy. Let's see who can throttle me then."