Pretending to be calm, the staff member looked at Rong Si and said, "Kid, you're still young. If you don't want to go to a second-rate school, you can just study for another year. There's still time."
Rong Si looked at him with a dangerous gaze, his tone bone-chilling. "What if I don't?"
The staff member was stunned, and his heart pounded heavily.
He had to admit that the boy had frightened him earlier.
For a moment, this child had been like a dangerous beast as if he would pounce on him and tear him apart in a moment!
"Whether you want to go back to school or not is your business. It has nothing to do with me! You can do whatever you want. Also, if you have nothing else to do, please leave. Don't hinder my work."
Rong Si didn't intend to argue with him. He looked at Song Wanqiu. "Mom, let's go."
