Peerless Martial Expert in the City-Chapter 219 - 218: Nervous

Huh?

Suddenly, as he was slowly pressing on the accelerator, he saw a BMW coming from the opposite direction, and couldn’t help exclaiming "Huh" while quickly pressing the brake.

Isn’t that Young Master Gao’s car?

Had he just finished a class and was preparing to go back?

It seems, Young Master Gao and I really are fated to meet like this.

Zhang Wudao recognized it at a glance, the BMW was indeed Gao Junjie’s car. He had seen Gao Junjie drive it when they had dinner together yesterday. Feeling overjoyed, he stopped his car, honked at the BMW ahead, and also rolled down the window, sticking his head out while waving cheerfully at the BMW.

"Young Master Gao, it’s Zhang Wudao!"

Wang Qiang saw Zhang Wudao first and cautiously said to Gao Junjie beside him.

This time, Gao Junjie unusually took the steering wheel himself and was not sitting in the passenger seat. His expression was as dark as ink. Hearing Wang Qiang’s words, he just gave a dark look at Zhang Wudao, who was cheerfully sticking his head out to greet him, and then he turned his head away and continued driving forward.

He didn’t say a word, nor did he show any intention of stopping to greet him.

"This..."

Zhang Wudao watched the BMW slowly drive past without even rolling down a window. The smile on his face froze, and his raised hand also stiffened in mid-air.

Could it be that they didn’t see me?

But on campus roads, the speed limit is so slow, no more than 20 kilometers per hour, how could they not see me?

But if they did see, there’s no reason for them to ignore me, right? Yesterday, he still seemed to value me so highly, so warmly, even inviting me to his home for a gathering.

Zhang Wudao thought anxiously and eventually forgot how he restarted the car and parked at the office building. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

It wasn’t until he parked and walked to the office that he felt somewhat unsettled.

"Director Zhang, the leader asked you to come to his office."

Lost in thought, suddenly he heard a voice.

"Oh, alright, I got it."

Zhang Wudao turned around and saw that the speaker was a common staff member in the office, who had just graduated and been assigned here this year. He nodded at him, then turned and walked toward the leader’s office. After a few steps, he suddenly reacted, stopped, and looked puzzledly at the staff member, "What did you just say? The leader called me over? Did he mention what it’s about?"

"Director Zhang, I’m not sure, he just asked you to come over to see him."

The staff member shook his head.

"Oh."

Zhang Wudao nodded, didn’t continue to inquire further, and turned to keep moving forward. His mind finally completely shifted from the incident with Gao Junjie to this matter, but his mood became even more anxious.

The leader asking me over, what could it be about?

It’s known that the leader seldom handles matters directly, and it’s very rare for him to urgently call me into the office like this.

Basically, he only shows up at the weekly meetings, says what needs to be said, and, having done that last week, all his instructions had been given. Moreover, the time for the weekly meeting was just yesterday. He’s calling me today, what could it be about?

During this contemplation, he had already reached the end of the corridor and stood before the door of the leadership’s office. With a heart full of trepidation, he knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Inside the office, a voice of a man with an imposing demeanor quickly responded.

"Leader, were you looking for me? Is there anything you need?"

Zhang Wudao pushed open the door and entered the office, carefully addressing the man seated at the desk who was looking down at some documents.

"Is it you? You’ve come?"

Upon hearing Zhang Wudao’s words, the man finally raised his head, looked at him, slowly picked up a document from the desk, and passed it over, "Take a look at this agreement, and if you have no objections, just sign it."

After saying this, without waiting for Zhang Wudao to respond, he added, "Even if you have objections, you still need to sign it."

If he had to sign it, regardless of having objections or not, then why even ask.

Zhang Wudao looked at him somewhat sullenly, but he dared not voice this concern and just carefully took the agreement.

"This..."

As he picked up the agreement, Zhang Wudao almost immediately noticed the words "Resignation Letter" and, in an instant, his face turned pale as he looked at the man across from him.

"Yes, it’s your own."

The leader said indifferently.

"Why... Why, Leader? Without a valid reason, I won’t sign it."

Zhang Wudao’s face was filled with panic as he looked at the man opposite him, and his voice gradually became more agitated. A flush of red tinged his ashen face.

The job in front of him, although not considered particularly top-tier, was more than satisfactory for him; with good food, good drink, and good compensation, and, moreover, the social status it conferred was unmistakable. To state that he was a student affairs teacher at Z University, his words carried significant weight everywhere he went.

It could be said that this job was his entire life’s hope, he had never thought of leaving the school or resigning from this position.

Moreover, since he had graduated, he had been in this unit all these years and had not considered looking for a job outside — leaving this job would be akin to the sky falling down on him, and that was no exaggeration.

"Just sign it. These years, you may not have distinguished yourself, but you’ve put in hard work. I want to leave you with dignity, allow you to leave gracefully."

The leader quietly watched him and after he had finished speaking, remained silent for a while before speaking softly, "You are still young, it’s not too late to make your way out there. But I have a piece of advice for you, it’s better to be honest and earnest when dealing with others outside."

"Leader, I just want to know why."

Hearing the leader’s words, Zhang Wudao’s complexion turned incredibly pale, darkness clouded his vision, and his figure wobbled — nearly collapsing. He knew, with the leader speaking thus, there was absolutely no room for turnaround in this matter.

It took him a while to barely steady himself and maintain the last bit of composure as he asked with a rough tone.

"You don’t know?"

The leader, looking at Zhang Wudao with a peculiar gaze, slowly said, "You dismissed a student named Xiao Yi these past few days, didn’t you?"

Buzz!

Upon hearing the leader’s words, Zhang Wudao’s mind exploded with a buzz, incessantly resounding.(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com), and your support is my greatest motivation.)