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Chapter 381 A Fool Wants to Rise to Power? Jiang Chen's Top Headhunter

"puff--"

Standing to the side, listening to Jiang Jianwen's self-praise, Wang Dagou almost spat out the tea he had just drunk.

He couldn't stand it any longer, so he took a step forward and started to argue back in a loud, gruff voice.

"Uncle Jianwen, you're kidding me!"

"I'm thinking you can't even recognize all the pinyin characters. Last time the village literacy campaign asked you to sign your name, you even misspelled your own. How dare you be the principal of an international school?"

"What are you teaching? How to lie through your teeth, or how to carry a dictionary around and swindle people?"

Wang Dagou's words were like a sharp knife, brutally and directly tearing away Jiang Jianwen's disguise as a "cultured person".

Jiang Jianwen's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

He was speechless for a long time after being rebuked, pointing at Wang Dagou, trembling with anger.

"You...you...you brute!"

"Vulgar! An insult to civility!"

"I...I was discussing the family's long-term plans with my nephew Chen! How dare you, a mere servant, interfere!"

He got desperate and started biting people indiscriminately, regardless of the situation.

"Hmph! Disrespectful to elders and ignorant of the importance of teachers! Someone like you doesn't deserve to stay by Nephew Chen's side? You'll only corrupt him sooner or later!"

It looked like Jiang Jianwen was about to put on a tantrum.

Jiang Chen, who had been silent all along, finally slowly put down his teacup.

The lid and body of the blue-and-white porcelain cup collided, producing a crisp sound that, though not loud, instantly silenced the arguing in the courtyard.

"Uncle Jianwen, sit down and have a cup of tea to calm down."

Jiang Chen's tone remained calm, revealing no emotion.

Jiang Jianwen thought Jiang Chen was on his side, and suddenly felt emboldened. He glanced triumphantly at Wang Dagou and boldly tried to sit down on the stone bench opposite Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen, however, seemed not to notice his actions and continued speaking to himself.

"Uncle Jianwen, there may be some things you don't know about the school."

"Such a big project, I can't manage it all by myself."

"Therefore, I have entrusted the entire matter to the top headhunting firm in the provincial capital."

"The selection of the principal, the formation of the teaching team, and even the design of the school's curriculum will all be handled by a professional team."

Jiang Chen's words were tactful, but the meaning was very clear.

This is none of your business, and it's not your place to interfere.

"A headhunting firm?!"

Jiang Jianwen had obviously never heard of this term before, but he instinctively sensed that things were slipping out of his control.

He panicked and forgot all about manners. He pulled out the college diploma he had bought and slammed it heavily on the stone table, causing the water in his teacup to spill.

"Nephew Chen! You mustn't make a foolish mistake!"

"Outsiders are never as reliable as family! They're all after your money! Only I am truly concerned for the future of the Jiang family!"

He pointed at the fake diploma and spoke with great enthusiasm.

"Look at this! This is a legitimate degree! It's nationally recognized!"

"I understand education! I've dedicated my life to education! You can only rest assured when you entrust the school to me!"

Jiang Chen's gaze didn't even linger on that poorly printed, error-ridden piece of waste paper for even a second.

As if he hadn't heard Jiang Jianwen's words, he casually took out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number right in front of Jiang Jianwen.

And then, the hands-free button was pressed.

The call was answered almost instantly.

A man's voice, sounding extremely shrewd and capable with a strong voice, came from the receiver, carrying the utmost respect.

"Mr. Jiang! Good morning! Regarding your request, we have initiated the highest-level 'S-level Talent Search Program,' and the entire Asia-Pacific region's database of education experts is now open to you! Do you have any further instructions?"

Jiang Chen leaned back in his armchair, tapping the table lightly with his fingers, and spoke in a calm tone that left no room for doubt.

"The person I need is not an ordinary education expert."

"What I need is a top-tier educator who understands international education, has a global perspective, and is also familiar with the current state of basic education in China."

"I want him to assemble an all-star founding team that spans both Chinese and Western cultures within three days."

"As for salary, tell him that the principal's annual salary starts at three million, with no upper limit! Team members will also receive excellent compensation!"

"Money is not an issue, I only have one request."

"This afternoon, I'm going to meet the principal in person here!"

"Three...three million...annual salary?!"

Upon hearing this number, the headhunter on the other end of the phone became so excited that his voice changed, as if he had been injected with adrenaline.

"Mr. Jiang, rest assured! We guarantee the mission will be completed!"

"Forget three million, even if you don't provide the funding, the prospects and scope of your project will be enough to make educators from all over the world scrambling to get involved! I'll contact those at Harvard and Yale right away!"

When Jiang Jianwen heard the words "three million annual salary," he was completely stunned, as if struck by lightning.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was agape, and his mind was completely blank.

Three million...

He has never seen 300,000 in his entire life.

They hire a school principal, and the annual salary is three million?

What is this college diploma that I bought for ninety yuan?

Jiang Chen hung up the phone, his gaze finally falling on Jiang Jianwen's face, which had turned a deep purple, his tone still calm.

"Uncle Jianwen".

"You heard that, a three million job."

"That certificate you bought for ninety yuan... probably won't be enough to keep things in order here."

These seemingly casual words were like a resounding slap across Jiang Jianwen's face.

His pitiful dignity and illusions were shattered in the face of the cruel reality of a "three million annual salary".

"I...I..."

Jiang Jianwen's face flushed red and then turned pale. His lips trembled for a long time, but he still tried to stubbornly defend himself.

However, Wang Dagou was already impatient.

He reached out and grabbed the back of Jiang Jianwen's Zhongshan suit by the collar.

Just like an eagle catching a chick, they easily lifted up this "pedantic scholar" who weighed a little over 100 pounds.

"Alright, alright, stop embarrassing yourself here!"

As Wang Dagou spoke, he strode towards the courtyard gate.

"Principal? I think you'd be better off going back to feeding pigs!"

"Bang!"

Jiang Jianwen was unceremoniously "invited" out the door, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

His treasured Kangxi Dictionary also fell from under his arm and crashed to the ground with a "thud," scattering its pages everywhere.

Embarrassed.