Chapter 548 Punishment! Announcement hereby! 【2 updates】


    After Yong Dongyue for many years and as a person he promoted him, the director clearly knew how snobbish Yong Dongyue was.


    In order to take the position of president of the Calligraphy Association before he was fifty, Yong Dongyue could be said to have done any tricks.


    As he advanced, he had put many people''s lifelong efforts under his feet.


    But before Yong Dongyue took power, he was accustomed to disguising himself and knew how to take advantage of the situation.


    It was not until he became the president of the Calligraphy Association that he gradually began to reveal his face and minions.


    After many older generations retired, Yong Dongyue began to carry forward his power and devote himself to developing the Calligraphy Association into his one-man show.


    They all work under Yong Dongyue, and they are some of them held some measures, so they can only listen to Yong Dongyue.


    In the face of the older generation with great influence like Mr. Fu, Yong Dongyue would choose to put away his wolves ambitions and treat them respectfully.


    I guess even Yong Dongyue himself would not have thought that he just followed his habits to please others, but ended up being self-defeating.


    Thinking of this, the director only felt funny and relaxed.


    Even if he lost his position, at least he would not have to be oppressed by Yong Dongyue.


    He lowered his head, followed Yong Dongyue''s pace, and returned to the conference room.


    "Help the elderly, welcome you..." When I saw the senior executives of the Calligraphy Association and the judges of this youth calligraphy final were all there, Yong Dongyue''s expression changed slightly and he realized something was wrong.


    "Here you come." Mr. Fu looked faint, "There is no place, don''t sit."


    Hearing this sentence, Yong Dongyue''s heart skipped a beat, but his face was still full of smiles and said respectfully: "I don''t know what the **** is so anxious to find me?"


    Mr. Fu didn''t accept his trick at all, but just asked lightly: "Are you leaving by yourself, or will I send you away?"


    “…”


    The entire conference room was silent.


    Yong Dongyue''s face finally changed completely, and he was disbelief in his eyes: "Help the elderly?!"


    "It seems that you know very well what you did." Mr. Fu looked cold, "You want to use this award to please me. I don''t need it at all. If you don''t give it to me, I will ask for it for her!"


    On the surface, this incident was just that Ye Wanlan was treated extremely unfairly and awards were awarded with undercover operations.


    But Mr. Fu Lao knew that similar things had happened countless times in the mainland, so this time Yong Dongyue dared to copy them.


    If it weren''t for him and Ye Wanlan''s meeting because of the endgame of Go, wouldn''t it be left alone this time?


    Calligraphy is supreme in the eyes of Mr. Fu Lao, and it is absolutely not allowed to be insulted like this.


    Yong Dongyue was even more incredible, and he felt like a bolt from the blue.


    One night, he actually made Mr. Fu mobilize so many people to step down directly?


    It took him more than 20 years to get to this position, with fame and fortune in his body, and he can only live his life after retirement.


    How could it be ruined at such a critical moment?


    Absolutely not possible!


    "Helping the elderly, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings!" Yong Dongyue was so anxious that he burst into cold sweats on his forehead. "I just made a mistake in the award evaluation. The first place was Miss Ye."


    "Misunderstanding? I don''t see it." Mr. Fu said indifferently, "I always think Ms. Ms. Miao Fanghua is very good. Whether it is in her skills, her behavior, and her character, they are above you."


    Miao Fanghua is the teacher who was in charge of Ye Wanlan in the first round of the competition this morning.


    Yong Dongyue''s face turned pale, and his lips trembled: "Help, help the elderly..."


    "Go and invite Ms. Miao." Fu Lao ignored him, but ordered the assistant beside him, "Take the position of the president of the association, and she will be very busy next time."


    The assistant responded and walked out quickly.


    "Help the elderly!" Yong Dongyue''s head was proud for a long time, and finally lowered his head completely. He cried bitterly, "Help the elderly, I''m just a ghost-loving moment. You can''t treat me like this because of this matter. I will change it! I will definitely change it!"


    "One thing?" Fu Lao looked at him coldly, "I have received a lot of good things about you here, such as plagiarism, stealing, stealing, and taking kickbacks... You, as the president, are so moist!"


    Just now, Yan Tingfeng sent an email to his cell phone, which was full of evil things that Yong Dongyue did. He did these things very concealedly, and he held the power of the president of the Calligraphy Association in his hand. Even if a victim jumped out, he would choose to disappear because his voice was too small or he was coerced and tempted.


    With a "bang", Yong Dongyue''s legs were weak and he collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely.


    Mr. Fu has been living in seclusion after retirement, which is even harder to find than Yan Tingyue. How did he know these things? !


    Yong Dongyue knew clearly that after these things were exposed to Mr. Fu, he would not only be the president of the Calligraphy Association, but he would be punished by law!


    "Help the elderly." The door of the conference room was knocked at this time. It was Miao Fanghua, who respected her very much, "You look for me."


    "Yes, Xiaoyou Miao, come here." Mr. Fu smiled a little, "I will explain some things to you, and you will be fully responsible for taking over the president''s work in the future. Thank you for your hard work during this period."


    Miao Fanghua was also shocked. She soon realized that it was the matter of today''s selection.


    After the finals, she was extremely angry and raised objections, but the superiors told her not to meddle in other people''s business and do her duty well.


    Miao Fanghua said with a serious expression: "Yes, help the elderly!"


    **


    Lin’s house.


    Ye Wanlan finished picking all the medicinal herbs. She washed her hands and asked Yan Tingfeng: "What did you give to the elderly?"


    In this kind of thing, Yan Tingfeng naturally would not hide it from her. He smiled slightly and said lightly: "Some things the president of the Calligraphy Association did."


    "The action of the 723rd game is fast." Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows, "As long as you want to investigate, no one can escape your eyes."


    Yan Tingfeng heard this and his eyelashes moved gently: "Last year... we met for the first time, I asked them to check you, but I haven''t found it."


    Ye Wanlan was very calm: "Then I will add another qualifier, except me."


    "Yes, except for Xiao Wan." Yan Tingfeng smiled thoughtfully, "But in the future, if you are here, there is no need for them to check you again."


    "Alan." Lin Huaijin poked his head out of the window and shouted, "It''s time to eat, come here with Xiaoyan."


    "I understand, uncle." Ye Wanlan wiped his hands dry, "Let''s go."


    Xu Peiqing and Lin Ruyu were also here, and five people gathered at the dining table.


    "My third brother''s cooking skills are getting better and better." Lin Ruyu smiled and said, "If I come to have a free meal every day in the future, Brother Third brother, don''t bother me."


    "You are indispensable." Lin Huaijin also smiled, "Eat quickly, the food will be cold and it will not be delicious."


    Lin Wuyu pinched the chopsticks, thought for a while, and said, "After get off work at noon, I saw the calligraphy finals online. I just want to say that Alan did a beautiful job."


    "Thank you for your praise, aunt." Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "I have strong tolerance, but I don''t need to endure many things."


    "That''s right." Xu Peiqing also nodded, "Alan, even if the Calligraphy Association bans you, there is no need to worry about your strength. Your strength is here. I see that many people on the Internet are supporting you."


    "They are afraid they can''t ban Xiaowan." Yan Tingfeng peeled a shrimp, put it into Ye Wanlan''s bowl, and smiled faintly, "There are some presidents who can''t do it anymore."


    "...What?" Lin Huaijin and Lin Ruyu looked at each other, but they had not yet reacted.


    Yan Tingfeng did not speak again, but picked up another shrimp. .


    His fingers are slender and white, and even if he does the action of peeling shrimp, he is very elegant and expensive.


    At this time, this matter is still being discussed online.


    [A person in the circle just received the news that the Calligraphy Association softly banned Ye Wanlan. In the future, she would be unable to move around in the calligraphy circle. 】


    [Ye Wanlan is too crazy. The genius nowadays really doesn’t know what modesty means. 】


    [I firmly stood firmly in this matter and tried to make the ripple at night, the Calligraphy Association is just unfair! Are you still playing undercover operations in public games? Then what else is it? Why not just give Fu Qiao the first place. 】


    [There is no way, this is the decision of the Calligraphy Association. Unless the president of the association is replaced, Ye Wanlan will have to suffer this loss. 】


    Just when the topic was so popular, the official website of the Calligraphy Association refreshed a latest announcement.


    Tag red, bold.


    [I would like to remind all calligraphy friends: Yong Dongyue, President of the Calligraphy Association, Bao Bowei, Vice President, and Lu Zihao, Senior Member... Now, he has resigned due to personal gain and fraud. I hereby announce it! 】


    Thank you for your support, see you tomorrow~~