Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 670 - 289 The Next Person to Trick

The time between 9:00 p.m. on Thursday and 9:00 a.m. on Friday vanished in a whirlwind of activity.

When Han Lie steadied himself against the wall to leave, he startled Liang Wu considerably.

She generally wouldn't comment on the boss's personal life, but today she couldn't resist advising him, "Boss, take it easy. It all belongs to you anyway, what's the rush?"

"I'm not rushing!"

Brother Lie tried to save face, straightening his back. HISS…

"It's clearly those two who are too fierce, not letting go once they've got hold. But look at the outcome, I can still go to work as normal. What about those two?"

Liang Wu took in the sight of her boss, Han Lie, shuffling his feet, his body weak but his words still stubborn, and almost failed to suppress her laughter.

AHEM! AHEM! I can't laugh!

"Alright, come and eat. I ordered you a herbal nourishing soup for lunch."

Han Lie kept silent, feigning indifference.

So, the little assistant knew that her suggestion had been accepted.

After breakfast, Han Lie continued working at the company. He soon received notification from the international trust department—the internal meeting was over, and the filing application had been sent.

After drinking the soup at noon, he slept for another hour. In the afternoon, Han Lie returned to the university.

Final exams.

He went straight into Principal Zhang's office and sat down. Counselor Liu Hong, a smile plastered on his face, brought over six sets of exam papers. Then, Principal Zhang personally proctored the one-man exam.

Man, that Principal Zhang sure is a chatterbox...

"You're not picking option B for this question?"

"Wrong again, wrong again!"

"Seriously, how did you pass your professional qualification exam?"

"Forget it, forget it, I'll fill in the multiple-choice answers for those two subjects for you!"

With a wry smile, Han Lie pushed over two exam papers and then countered, "With these kinds of questions, I could score ninety-seven or ninety-eight on my own. But with our exam system, wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to score high and compete with others for scholarships?"

Han Lie was being very thoughtful, but Principal Zhang nodded vigorously, self-assured.

"Appropriate, of course! It's my school; I can give the scholarships to whomever I want! And if you don't take the scholarship, who else among the rest is worthy?"

Illogical arguments, underhanded maneuvers, disregarding fairness—the scourge of academia!

Han Lie silently cursed Principal Zhang for a while, then made a suggestion, "Forget it, I really don't want it. Just give the freshman spots to Xi Luting, Xia Hongjuan, and Mi Peiyang. Give the sophomore spots to Wang Tianqing, Yin Qin, and Tan Xuan, and the junior spots to Liang Wu and Yan Qing..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

This time, it was Principal Zhang's turn to have a headache.

"What are you doing, making wishes here? There are only so many spots in one department. Should we just give them all to your Literature and Art Department, huh?"

"That works too!"

Diehard Lie, while filling in answers on the test paper, cheekily fished for benefits. "Then I'll give you our internal list later. We don't need the special awards; just give each person a third-place scholarship as a gesture..."

"HA!"

Principal Zhang scoffed disdainfully, "Audacious! Do you think I have the power to do whatever I want in this school?"

Han Lie lifted his head and glanced at him, laughing. "You alone certainly wouldn't be able to, but add me to the mix... and covering half the sky shouldn't be a problem!"

HISS... Seems like... there's no flaw in that logic?

Principal Zhang frowned deeply and asked, "What's in it for you?"

Han Lie replied nonchalantly, "I just want everyone to know that working with me comes with great benefits."

Principal Zhang shook his head with a wry smile. "The things in the school..."

Han Lie cut him off. "For us, they're indeed trivial, but for them, the psychological impact might not be so small. Can you do it or not?"

Seeing that Big Brother Lie was getting impatient, Principal Zhang promptly caved.

"I can, I can! Later, you give me the list, and I'll find someone to handle it... Anything else, God Lie?"

Han Lie was about to reply "no" and continue with the test when he suddenly remembered someone and immediately changed his response.

"Actually, there is one thing."

"What is it?"

"That counselor of our class, Liu Hong. You should fire him."

Han Lie spoke plainly, but Principal Zhang's eyes widened in shock. "No way? He's quite a smart guy. How did he manage to offend you so badly?"

Uh, it's a matter from a previous life...

After his rebirth, Liu Hong never even got the chance to disgust Han Lie, as the overpowered Han Lie had already skyrocketed to prominence. Liu Hong, that Smiling Tiger, could only lament not finding an opportunity to suck up to Han Lie and truly didn't dare to provoke him again.

But on another timeline, Liu Hong had shown Han Lie just how despicably low some scum in a third-rate institution could stoop.

Although with Han Lie's current status, it wasn't worth his time to hold a grudge against him, wasn't it just a matter of saying a word?

"It's not that he offended me; he's just really disgusting," Han Lie answered concisely.

Principal Zhang didn't ask further, casually nodding his head. "Okay, I'll get your department head to find an excuse to get rid of him. I'll ensure he'll never find work in the college circuit again."

See, it's that simple. So the old saying goes: A man must not be without power for a single day. All the annoying trifles in life stem from a lack of ability. Men, focus on striving—that's the right path.

Around 4:00 p.m., Han Lie, who had scored in the 70s on average, stepped out of the principal's office and returned to his dormitory.

As he pushed the door open—Huh? Quite a novelty!

Little Dongbei and Ding Ding were both in the dorm for a change. Additionally, Huang Wei and three younger guys were there, smoking and shooting the breeze.

The moment they saw Han Lie, the air went still.

Huang Wei, who had been gallivanting outside for an entire semester, froze, the cigarette in his mouth dropping to the floor with a soft TAP.

His lips trembled, opening and closing several times, but he still couldn't manage to call out "Brother Lie" before Little Dongbei did.