Protect Our Clan Leader

Chapter 2380: Chapter 23: Lil Junior Clan Leader! Wang Baosheng_5

The afterglow of the sunset streamed through the window lattice, casting a hazy light on the entire bookshelf on the side of the study and the densely packed files on the desk, adding an inexplicable charm.

In order to leave a stable and steady impression on his son, Wang Fugui recently had to grow a pair of seemingly serious mustaches, which made him appear much more mature and steady.

At this moment, he was writing something on the desk.

“Greetings, Father.” Wang Baosheng entered the room, bowing respectfully.

“Oh, my Kylin kid has come back from school.” Wang Fugui put down the ink brush, his face full of joy, “How has life been at the Clan School recently? Have you met any beautiful girls from other clans that you like?”

Wang Baosheng’s expression became solemn at these words: “Father, how could feelings between men and women be so casual? Since I can’t guarantee I’ll marry her in the future, I shouldn’t get involved recklessly.”

Wang Fugui’s face stiffened, and he quickly said: “Baosheng, I didn’t mean anything else; I just hope you have a happy and joyful childhood. You shouldn’t be so tense.”

“Father, as the Lil Junior Clan Leader of the Wang family, I have a heavy responsibility on my shoulders.” Wang Baosheng said seriously, “I must demand the strictest standards of myself. By the way, Father, you just returned from the State of Demon Suppression, right? How is the strategy against the Demonic World going?”

“Dealing with the Demonic Clan requires patience.” Wang Fugui said with a smile, “Our development speed far exceeds that of the Demonic Clan, so the longer we delay, the better it is for us. It’s like eating; it has to be done one bite at a time, eating too fast will choke you.”

“Although that’s the case, I personally agree with such a strategic guideline.” Wang Baosheng’s round face showed a heavy expression filled with [concern for the nation and the people], “But, Father…”

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped, looking as if he had words that he couldn’t quite voice.

“If you have something to say, just say it.” Wang Fugui waved his hand, “Between us father and son, we should speak freely.”

“I dare not, as a son I cannot speak against my father.” Wang Baosheng said weakly with his head down.

“Speak against your father?” Wang Fugui rolled up his sleeves, chuckled and said, “Today, you are allowed to say it.”

As he spoke, he secretly pondered to himself, perhaps today he might catch an opportunity to give his son a good beating.

This is indeed a tradition of the Wang family. Even when he was young, his father had also given him a beating.

Unfortunately, this kid Baosheng requires the utmost discipline of himself, whether in study or life, and acts completely by the book. As the Old Ancestor would say, he has “a very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder,” making it truly impossible to find fault with him.

“Well…” Wang Baosheng hesitated and said, “Father, you are a genius with profound strategies and never fail to plan. Even being the Commander-in-chief against the Demonic World only takes a fraction of your attention. In fine calculation, you actually have a lot of spare time, which seems quite wasteful. Here is the work structure plan I designed for you…”

As he spoke, he took out a chart and respectfully presented it to Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui reached out and took it. At first glance, the corner of his mouth twitched, almost rolling up the chart and smacking it on his son’s face.

This is too harsh. If he were to follow the work structure proposed, wouldn’t Wang Fugui have to work six to seven hours every day?

After taking several deep breaths, Wang Fugui managed to control his emotions, put down the chart, took a sip of the soothing Immortal Tea to calm his nerves, and changed the subject: “By the way, I heard you recently made a Clan School female teacher cry again? She even came to our home to file a complaint.”

“Father, did you come back specifically for this matter?” Wang Baosheng frowned slightly, saying somewhat disapprovingly, “Father, you don’t have to relax your work because of this. In fact, there is no conflict between me and the Clan School female teacher; I was doing it for her good.”

“How was that for her good?” Wang Fugui asked, “You’ve only been in Elementary Clan School for over a year, but you’ve changed several classes, each time due to conflicts with Clan School teachers. You promised it was the last time you’d switch teachers…”

“Father, I have no choice.” Wang Baosheng frowned, looking as though he too was quite helpless, “That female teacher is the worst I’ve ever had; she doesn’t prepare lessons in advance, her logic in explaining topics is unclear, and her sense of dress is unspeakable, not at all setting a teacherly example.”

“She doesn’t even know to deepen her academic research, aiming to supplement her qualifications in the future and enhance her prospects by re-sitting exams for a research degree [research scholar]. I just gave her some advice and helped plan her future path… and she cried. I really don’t understand, I put so much thought into planning for her, how could she cry and complain.”

Wang Fugui’s mouth twitched.

Listen to what he’s saying? Hearing this makes me want to beat him.

“By the way, Father, I think our family needs to reorganize the various novel manuscripts, audio-visual games, and other idle materials.” Wang Baosheng recalled the book his mother had hidden in the flowerbed and couldn’t help but suggest, “These things are neither nutritious nor addictive, and waste time and life, being utterly meaningless. I propose a thorough sweep in the Clan School, so everyone can study more efficiently and contribute more to the human race.”

“Baosheng, Father also has a suggestion.” Wang Fugui said with a serious face.

“Please feel free to give instructions, Father.”

“Father’s hands itch, and I want to give you a beating.”

“…Father, I haven’t done anything wrong… why would you beat me?”

“Then go do something wrong… so your father can catch a fault.”

“I, I can’t… I also don’t want to do wrong, I am the family’s Lil Junior Clan Leader, the future successor, I must set an example for people my age.”

“Good, you unfilial son, you dare to go against your father’s will.”

Wang Fugui squinted his eyes, finally catching an opportunity, hoisted Wang Baosheng onto his lap, and gave him a firm spanking with “cracking” sound.

“Awoo awoo!”

Tears fell from Wang Baosheng’s eyes immediately.

No matter how precocious and clever he was, he was still just an eight-year-old child, and very proud. Being given such a beating broke his composure, crying miserably.

Wang Fugui, however, felt exceptionally comfortable and satisfied in his heart.

He had longed to give this kid a beating~

For pushing others to overwork! For urging me, his father to work “996”!

Really, such a small child, and yet how could he have grown into such a person, although I was also precocious back then, I wasn’t like this at all~~ It’s truly beyond comprehension.

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