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Zhang Zhengyan was furious. His grandfather was already over a hundred years old, and it was difficult for him to even speak. His body was so weak that he could only lie on the wheelchair.

If the lordmaster heard this phone call, wouldn't he die of anger? Thus, he very impolitely scolded, "Brat, who do you think you are? If you dare to speak like this, I will make you suffer the consequences of your actions."

But he didn't expect that after he said that, his grandfather, who was lying on the wheelchair just now, had already stood up, his whole body shivering.

"You unfilial grandson, you actually … How dare you speak like that, quick... Give me the phone. "

Zhang Zhengyan was shocked. The old man had used all his strength to stand up just now, and now he was trembling.

He had no choice but to give the phone to the old man.

Zhang De did not dare to be slow in the slightest. He carefully picked up the phone with a slight tremble in his voice: "Is it Sage Jiang?"

Jiang Ning sighed. It was only then that he remembered that Zhang De was already over a hundred years old, and he was half a step into the coffin.

"It's me, you don't have to call me Master. Just call me Jiang Ning."

Instantly, Zhang De cried and said with a trembling voice, "It really is Sage Jiang. I never thought that I, Zhang De, would still be able to hear Sage Jiang's voice. I will die with no regrets."

Following that, Zhang De said respectfully, "Sage Jiang, if you have any instructions, I'll give you a proper arrangement even if I have to stake it all on this old bones of yours."

Jiang Ning did not hold back and said: "It's nothing, I need you to arrange for a place in Ning City primary school."

He didn't expect that Daoist Master Jiang would actually tell him to do something, so he immediately said, "Spiritual Master, don't worry, not to mention one, there are a hundred of them, I have already arranged them for you. Although I have already retired from the position of principal, my grandson can do this."

Upon seeing this, Zhang Zhengyan immediately opened his eyes wide. Who was this young man to make his grandfather waste so much effort to please him? He had never seen his esteemed grandfather being so humble to anyone before.

Jiang Ning saw that they were almost done, so he said, "Then I'll leave it to you. Tell the person in charge to contact me on the phone. By the way, where are you? I'll come and see you sometime."

When Zhang De heard this, he was very excited, "Sage Jiang, I'm still in the same neighborhood as before. I haven't seen you in a long time, I want to see you."

Jiang Ning agreed and then hung up the phone. He then looked at the group of people from Chen Family and said lightly: "I've settled the matter. The person in charge will call me later."

Zhang Hai had a face of disbelief as he sneered, "Jiang Ning, don't think that I will believe your lies just because you made a fake phone call. You piece of trash, what ability do you have to arrange a school for Little Yong?"

Little Yong was the son of Zhang Hai and Chen Feeng.

Yulan also said, "For some people, they obviously don't do anything, but still like to stick their heads out. Their acting skills are quite outstanding, but they can't arrange things for Little Yong in the future. I want to see how you are going to get off the stage."

Zhang Hai nodded and then looked at Jiang Ning without any hesitation, "I think it's better to leave the matter to Chen Lan. As long as Chen Lan is willing to eat a meal with Zheng Shaofeng, it can definitely be done."

This Zhang Hai was simply too much. He fiercely said, "I can make the arrangements, but the final decision is mine. If you want me to agree later, then kneel down and beg me."

Zhang Hai was furious. He didn't expect Jiang Ning to be so arrogant. He scolded, "Trash, don't pretend for me. It can't be fake. How dare you tell me to kneel down and beg you!"

At this moment, Jiang Ning's phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

After he picked it up, he heard Zhang Zhengyan ask, "Is it Spiritual Master Jiang? I'm Ning City Elementary School's Principal Zhang Zhengyan. Can you please arrange someone to tell me?"

Jiang Ning recognized the voice as the one that scolded him. He smiled lightly: "What, you're not scolding anymore?"

Zhang Zhengyan immediately started sweating profusely. He actually didn't like this Sage Jiang either, but since his grandfather was beside him right now, did he dare to be disrespectful?

Thus, she immediately said, "Daoist Master, you must be joking. How could I dare to scold you? Don't worry, I will take care of the things you requested."

Jiang Ning nodded, "Sure, tell the client the specifics."

With that, he handed the phone over to Zhang Hai.

Zhang Hai was stunned and asked, "Trash, what? I didn't answer everyone's call."

Jiang Ning said: "This person said he is Zhang Zhengyan, the principal of Ning City Primary School. He will arrange for the slots to be given to him."

Zhang Hai was surprised for a moment and immediately mocked: "A big shot like Zhang Zhengyan, do you think we can contact him as soon as you say so? There's no logic in lying. "

Even though he said that, he still picked up Jiang Ning's phone. He wanted to expose Jiang Ning's lie so that Jiang Ning would be embarrassed.

However, just as he picked up the phone, Zhang Hai heard a voice that he wanted to hear even in his dreams.

"I am Zhang Zhengyan. Say it, who would you like to arrange?"

Although Zhang Hai didn't know Zhang Zhengyan, he immediately recognized him when he heard his voice.

Suddenly, his expression changed. He asked carefully, "Are you really Principal Zhang Zhengyan?"

Zhang Zhengyan had a stomach full of anger. There was actually someone who was suspicious of him. He impatiently said, "If it's not me, who else? I don't have time. Hurry up and tell me the student's name. I don't have time to waste time on you."

Immediately, Zhang Hai nodded like a dog as he flattered, "President Zhang, it's my son Zhang Yong. Actually, your school has a record. A few days ago, he failed to take the exam."

Zhang Zhengyan immediately understood what was going on and said, "Okay, your son will be admitted to school as soon as possible."

Zhang Hai was very excited. These few days, he just wanted his son to go to Ning City Elementary School by begging his grandpa, but he didn't expect that things would actually work out.

But at this moment, Jiang Ning said, "Wait, Zhang Hai, have you forgotten what I said?"

After saying that, he snatched the phone away and said to Zhang Zhengyan, "Zhang Zhengyan, don't be in such a rush. Wait for my notification."

Zhang Zhengyan was a bit unhappy. Why was there so many things going on with this Daoist Master Jiang?

But he looked at his grandfather who was on the side and felt a bit helpless. He could only say to Jiang Ning, "Okay, then I'll wait for Sage Jiang's reply."

With that, he hung up.

Jiang Ning fiddled with his phone and looked at Zhang Hai with a faint smile.

Zhang Hai was suddenly sweating profusely. For the sake of his child, he had worried so much. However, for him to kneel in front of a trash like Zhang Tie, didn't he, Dr. Returning Sea, lose too much face?

At this time, Chen Feeng, Zhang Hai's wife at the side, also realized that Jiang Ning really had the ability to solve a problem. She suddenly became anxious and begged, "Chen Lan, help me beg your husband. Want Zhang Hai to kneel down, isn't that too embarrassing?"

However, Chen Lan smiled and put on a helpless expression. "Sister Feng, you all know that I can't control my husband. He acted presumptuously today and didn't ask for my permission."