The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 62.062
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Cheng Huan is not in the mood to care about the psychological shock caused by her son's failure to become a TV. All her attention is now on the fire rectification opinions broadcast on TV.
As we all know, fire protection and taxation are the only ones who don’t want to check or come to check, and there is no problem that can’t be found. This time the kindergarten was exposed to fire hazards and ordered to rectify. Combined with the previous blood draw of the stars, Jiang Mingyuan said that he would teach a lesson. What is going on can hardly be clearer.
At the time, she actually wanted to go to kindergarten for an explanation, but she was stopped. What did that man say? Cheng Huan touched his chin and recalled the situation at that time.
It seems to be saying, just leave it to him?
Now it seems that it is done quite well.
Cheng Huannao made up for the man's secretly rubbing, and couldn't help but laughed. The star turned his head when he heard the sound, somewhat inexplicably: "Mom, what are you laughing at?"
"Laughing, you don't have to go to class." Cheng Huan returned to his senses, and the smile hadn't subsided. He waved, and the stars came close to her.
"Why don't you go to class?"
"Because the kindergarten teachers have all gone home." Cheng Huan said nonsense. The rectification time stated in the news was two months. Not only did he not have to go to school before, but the enrollment of students after the year would definitely be affected.
In fact, even if the kindergarten can be opened before school starts next year, if this happens, many parents will definitely not dare to send their children there again.
Things are similar to what she thought. As soon as the news came out, the parent group was upset. The kindergarten teacher who was the group owner hung up an early holiday notice to eliminate the disappearance. No news was bombarded. .
The news in the group was swiped too fast. Cheng Huan was about to quit after reading a few messages. Before she pressed back, she found that she had been pulled into another group.
The new group was built by a very active parent, who brought everyone in except the teacher, and she said the first sentence as the group leader.
[Mum Dudu; Okay, in this group, we will discuss what to do. 】
There are only parents in the group without teachers, and there is no need to hesitate to speak. Parents are clamoring, some say that they want to withdraw the kindergarten tuition, some say to respond to the opening of the kindergarten early, and more are considering transferring to their children. What school did you go to?
The kindergarten next to the community is not low in tuition, and it can barely be regarded as an "aristocratic school". Basically, there is no shortage of money to send children to it. So during the negotiation, it was also another kind of sky-high price.
As aboriginals, the parents know much more than Cheng Huan and the people who came here. Cheng Huan looked at it for a while and learned a lot of kindergarten names from them.
Most of these kindergartens are not too far away from the community, and the fees are high. Among them, the "Mars Kindergarten" appears most frequently.
[Dad Kaikai: That kindergarten is difficult to enter, and basically does not accept foreigners. Can anyone of you find a relationship to get in? 】
Following a bunch of no, sometimes complain that this kindergarten is too arrogant.
Cheng Huan: "..." The name of this kindergarten is a bit familiar, it seems to be the one Jiang Mingyuan said before?
Is it hurting others for her own business, which made Cheng Huan feel a little guilty. She put away the phone, took the star on one side into her arms, and tentatively asked: "Baby, do you want to change to a kindergarten? "
"Why change?"
"Because the kindergarten is closed now, we have to go to school in another place."
"Then can I not go to school?" Xingxing stood on the sofa and got tired of her: "I want to be with my mother."
Cheng Huan: "..."
"This won't work."
The little guy made a long voice. He pouted, not very happy: "Then change it."
"Good." Cheng Huan kissed his face, and asked him insincerely: "Do you have a school you want to go to?"
This is actually a nonsense. The stars are just a little bigger. What school do you know?
Cheng Huan thought so, so he was not ready to hear a useful answer, and only paused symbolically.
However...
"I want to go to Mars Kindergarten."
"Mom, there are a few good schools here. Take a look...Huh? How do you know about this kindergarten?" Cheng Huan was surprised.
Xingxing took apart a pair of waterwheel building blocks and was trying to find the base piece from the inside. He stopped his movements and recalled: "Dad said."
It turned out to be waiting here, thinking that he is really as calm as he looks.
Cheng Huanchu was a little surprised when he heard it, and when he was surprised, he wanted to laugh. After laughing, he agreed: "Well, let's go to Mars Kindergarten."
After all, this kindergarten has a good reputation among parents. Parents always hope to give their children better things.
Furthermore, she felt that Jiang Mingyuan should be given a little more confidence. At the time, he said that he could do it with the trouble of the kindergarten. Then he said that he would not let Mrs. Jiang bother them, so he should be able to do it.
After all, she has been waiting for so long, and she hasn't waited for someone to come to find fault.
After making this decision, Cheng Huan felt that a stone in her heart had been removed, and the whole person became a lot easier. She took a deep breath and continued to discuss with Xingxing about the conditions of changing the school.
"If we change schools, we will move. How about moving to Dad?"
The action of the stars stopped. The blocks fell from his hands without holding them. His eyes widened and his expression was stunned. After a few seconds, the little guy changed his expression, cheering and jumping In Cheng Huan's arms, he said he wanted to move.
"Are you so happy?" The kid jumped so hard that he almost couldn't hold him. Cheng Huan tried his best to maintain his balance before sitting down without embarrassment.
Xing Beng bounced hot on his body and finally stopped. He smiled blindly, and said with joy, "Mom, are we moving today? Dad said the new house is very big!"
Yes, I thought my son didn't know anything, but the father and son had already passed the anger. Cheng Huan snorted inwardly, pretending to be angrily pinching Xingxing’s nose, and said viciously: "Little traitor, what else did Dad tell you?"
"Dad said that mom didn't want to move." Xingxing Urn said in a deep voice, and then a little face collapsed: "Mom, don't you want to live with Dad? But other children's parents live together. ."
In front of his son, Cheng Huan would of course deny: "Nothing."
She said: "It's just that something was delayed before, don't you think we are moving now?"
It seems that something makes sense, Xingxing nodded thinking about it: "Then mom, let's tell Dad, let him pick us up."
Without waiting for Cheng Huan to stop, he dialed Jiang Mingyuan's phone.
Jiang Mingyuan was still working overtime for a meeting. An executive on the left was talking. Halfway through the conversation, the phone rang suddenly.
Everyone looked at each other with admiration for the owner of the phone in their eyes. Who didn't know that the boss was in a bad mood recently, so he dared not shake it when he was in a meeting.
A group of executives looked for the source of the ringtone with an attitude of watching a good show. They looked at it, but found that the sound came from the front.
They seem to have been suddenly shot in slow motion. They turned their heads slightly stiff and slowly, and looked to the front of the conference table, and they saw the face of the boss who had always been unsmiling, showing a gentle expression on his face. , Said something to them, wait a moment, and took the phone out of the conference room.
The door of the meeting room is closed behind you, and the people inside are scratching their hearts and making eye contact. But no one dared to go out and eavesdrop openly.
Jiang Mingyuan didn't answer the call for a long time. He returned two minutes later and opened the door to announce good news.
"The meeting is over. I'll talk about the rest tomorrow. Everyone has worked hard." He nodded to the crowd and turned to leave. I don't know if it was an illusion, his pace of leaving seemed to be much faster than before.
The boss is gone, and the others will naturally not stay. They took a long breath and packed their things to prepare to leave.
Qi Shan finished typing the last paragraph, turned off his notebook and got up. Before he could leave, his arm was poked, and the person who poked him showed a particularly gossip expression and asked, "Hey, is the boss in love? Do you know? Tell us quickly."
Qi Shan smiled awkwardly and impolitely.
He did know, but the boss didn't speak, would he dare to reveal the matter? Do you want to work?
"I don’t think it’s a relationship. Didn’t I hear that the boss has a son before? It should be to pick up his son from school." Before he turned down, the person on the other side spoke first. Still looking for Qi Shan to judge: "Am I right?"
"I don't know this too well, the boss didn't say it." Qi Shan took the notebook and got out of the crowd: "I still have work to do, so let's take a step ahead."
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Since receiving a call from the star, Jiang Mingyuan has been eager and eager from top to bottom. He felt a little unbearable even for the not-too-long drive. He looked at his watch no less than ten times along the way before finally reaching the residential building. Down.
The elevator door opened, he took a deep breath and walked out, standing at the door and ringing the doorbell.
If there are footsteps inside the door, Jiang Mingyuan tried his best to control and couldn't slow down his excessive heartbeat. The door opened, his expression was the same, but he couldn't help but smile: "You promised to move here. ?"
When I asked this question before entering the door, it seemed very anxious. Cheng Huan thought about it, and became happy in his heart. She hummed, found his slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed it over: "Why are you here now? Have you eaten it tonight?"
"Not yet." Jiang Mingyuan bent over to change shoes, feeling full of energy and no need to eat at all. He put the shoes away, got up and followed behind and asked: "The house over there is already cleaned up, do you have time tomorrow? I have someone to help you pack things up, okay?"
"No, most of the things in the house belong to the landlord. I just need to pack some clothes and toys. You don't need to find someone."
"There are a lot of light toys, how can you come here alone?" Jiang Mingyuan disagreed. He reached out his hand to catch the leaping son, and followed Cheng Huan into the kitchen: "Or if you move in a few days, I will be free. Come to help you clean up?"
Cheng Huan lowered his head to fillet the fish, and the black fish was sliced into even thin slices. This is to be used to make sauerkraut fish later. She listened to Jiang Mingyuan's words obviously more than usual, and the corners of her mouth kept a pleasant arc.
"Let's do it." She agreed with Jiang Mingyuan's second suggestion, and then instructed someone: "Help me wash the sauerkraut."
Jiang Mingyuan had no objection, put down the star, picked up the sauerkraut in the dish, and washed it carefully under the tap.
When he finished washing, Cheng Huan just finished the fish fillets. She put the fish on the plate, cleaned the cutting board, changed the knife, and prepared to cut the sauerkraut.
"Let me come." Jiang Mingyuan has nothing to do in cooking, but he can still cut a dish. Cheng Huan didn't be polite with him, handed a knife to get out of position, and removed the fish bones and fish. The head and fish tail are marinated with seasoning, set aside, find a piece of garlic, break it apart and give a few stars: "Help mother peel the garlic."
The star took the garlic, because one hand was still leaking from his fingers, he squatted down to pick it up, and peeled it off like his mother.
The kid had no similar experience before, and the pits and pits of a garlic peel were not cleaned. His fingernails were short, and it was hot after peeling a few hands.
"Mom, my hand hurts." He changed his hand to hold Garlic, his eyes fixed on the tip of his thumb, his face wrinkled tightly.
"What's wrong?"
"Where does it hurt? Let me see."
Two voices sounded at the same time. Jiang Mingyuan and Cheng Huan turned around together, and they both bent over and approached the star simultaneously, and then they met a piece of their heads halfway through.
They were not fast, and their faces didn't hurt when they hit each other. It was not a big deal. It was just that they turned their heads and didn't move one after the other, which caused Cheng Huan's lips to wipe Jiang Mingyuan's face.