The chairman walked down the stairs with a cold face, furrowed brow, head held high, and chest puffed out, making a careful examination of the parents present.
"It's me."
Yin Ci began to speak without showing submissiveness or arrogance.
"Teacher Li deliberately tore up my son's painting and ridiculed my son without knowing what he was talking about. This is a very heavy shadow for a child, so this matter must be resolved today."
The chairman's eyelids twitched.
Teacher Li was hired because he was affordable, questioning him was undoubtedly a slap in the chairman's face.
Moreover, this was the first time he had heard such a firm demand.
"So that's what happened... What is your surname, dear parent?"
"My last name is Yin."
Yin Ci noticed the gleam in the chairman's eyes, realizing he was trying to gauge her background by her surname.
Sure enough, the chairman turned his eyeballs, carefully searching for Yin Ci's surname in his mind.