Super Porcelain Marriage: Super Pull New Wife to Enter

"The director, supervisor and senior management that the company refers to, tell me what it means."

Xiao Baozi also studied with the teacher Fei Yinan hired for a period of time. Sometimes he would accidentally check how much his daughter had learned?
"Chairman, members of the board of supervisors and senior managers." Xiao Baozi answered calmly.

"Not bad." Fei Yinan nodded in satisfaction.

"It's still far away." Although Xiao Baozi was praised, he was humble, and his small face had a calmness and stability that he shouldn't have at his age.

Although he was praised by the teacher for his talent in this area, managing a listed company is not so simple. You have to learn economics, micro and macro, and this is just that you have not set foot in the fields of economics, finance, and management.

Besides, how old is she now, what she learns is all on paper, and she hasn't really practiced it yet.

"Stop your class this Saturday." Fei Yinan obviously thought of this too: "On Saturday, I happen to have a meeting to be held, you sit by and listen, and then write a summary report Give me."

"Yes." Xiao Baozi agreed readily, but she rolled her eyes delicately, and added a condition: "One copy of "Oliver Twist" and one copy of "Notre Dame de Paris". The English version is required."

Fei Yinan glanced at his daughter with a puzzled look: "Why do you suddenly like reading foreign classics recently?"

The little bun hugged his head and wailed: "I don't want to, but the books published by those bigwigs on Wall Street are all in English. I can only improve my listening and speaking skills while listening to the radio and reading world classics."

"Your English is already very good." Fei Yinan disagreed.

"Professional terms are not enough." Xiao Baozi shrugged: "But I don't want to listen to those artificial economics, it's too boring, I should do something that I should do at my age, such as listening to stories and so on of."

"Okay." Since his daughter wanted to learn, it's not a big deal, just two books, Fei Yinan didn't ask any further questions, and readily agreed.

Classes during the day, Fei Mu returned home after class at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, first studied economics and then arranged a class of management, for two full hours, until dinner at seven o'clock.

At [-]:[-], the family went out to accompany the pregnant Song Ruyi for a walk outside, and the schedule was very regular.

Which child can bear such a life?A classmate of the same age as Xiao Baozi deals with comics, cartoons, or toys every day, while he wants to soak in various economics and management, and she even volunteered to add a class. It's French.

"Sounds nice." Song Ruyi also felt very speechless about her daughter's words, and sometimes doubted whether this child ran out of her stomach. She was too good.

"Learning too much and developing too much brain power is not good for growth."

Song Ruyi often sees her daughter doing all kinds of summary homework and can't go to bed until around 10:30 in the evening. Song Ruyi feels distressed.

"That's how I came here back then."

It's better now, in the era of information explosion, everything can be found online and quickly grasped.

The backs of every big family are cultivated in this way, and they are all educated by elites. This road is hard and lonely, but after learning, they are above ordinary people.

In order for Xiao Baozi to find his own life in the future, it is worth the hard work now.

Three days later, that is the weekend.

"Mum, I don't wear this pink one." Xiao Baozi looked at the pink tutu skirt in Song Ruyi's hand with a disgusted expression on his face: "I'm not a child anymore."

Song Ruyi couldn't laugh or cry: "You are just a child."

"Which kid have you ever met who is better than me?"

"Ren Xiao."

Xiao Baozi kept his mouth shut obediently, admitting it in his heart, but muttered unwillingly: "What's so great about him? In school, I'm someone else's child that the teacher said."

"Do you want to wear it or not?" Song Ruyi didn't care what the teachers at the school praised her for. In her eyes, this was her own daughter. She dressed her daughter in pink, what's wrong?
"No clothes or no clothes, I prepared my clothes last night."

Because it was his first appearance at the company meeting, Fei Yinan had already delivered the clothes that Xiao Baozi was going to wear to the room last night.

So in the end, the mother and daughter argued for a long time, and it ended with Song Ruyi raising the white flag to surrender.

Xiao Baozi was wearing a well-tailored British-style suit and a creamy white plaid shirt, which just set off her fair skin, making her look energetic and lovely.

"Be more obedient in the future, your mother is now in a special period of pregnancy."

After getting in the car, Fei Yinan did not forget to warn his daughter.

"Then you can't force yourself to accept the aesthetics that you don't accept." Xiao Baozi still has lingering fears about the pink tutu skirt.

His daughter's personality is more like him, calm and independent, and hates all pink and soft things. It is indeed far from the intimate little padded jacket imagined by ordinary mothers.

"Just take care of her emotions." She patted Xiao Baozi on the head.

"When my younger brother or younger sister is born, Mommy won't focus on me. Can I relax then?" Xiao Baozi raised his face and asked.

"That's impossible. You will always be your mommy's daughter, and you are the first child. You have a lot of weight in your heart. Do you think she will relax her vigilance?" Fei Yinan broke his daughter's fantasy right to the point. .

Yes, Song Ruyi has never given up on trying to make her daughter a soft and cute little girl, but unfortunately, with Fei Yinan's secret push, she went further and further away from the expected path, and became a miniature version of Fei Yinan .

The home is only half an hour away from the company headquarters, and the topic of the father and daughter has shifted from Song Ruyi to the content of this meeting.

"I haven't learned about stocks yet." Xiaobao was frowning, and his little face was wrinkled into a little bitter gourd: "What if I don't understand?"

"You were not allowed to speak again."

Fei Yinan drove the car into the parking lot.

He doesn't take part in such trivial meetings as usual. Usually, the board of supervisors or senior management personnel manage them. He will only show up at board meetings.

However, he wholeheartedly wanted to train his daughter to be his successor, so naturally she would be influenced by all aspects.

Today's meeting is to summarize the trend and fluctuation of the company's stock in the stock market last month, and to analyze how to maintain a balance in the next month.

The huge conference hall has an occupancy rate of seven to eighty-eight, and they are all senior executives of the company. Since there are still about ten minutes before the official meeting, they are all sitting loosely and chatting with the people around them.

"Chairman? Why are you here?"

With a loud noise, almost everyone stopped talking and looked towards the door in unison.

It wasn't Fei Yinan who pushed the door and walked in. He was wearing a black suit clinging to Xin's long body, and was holding a cute little girl Yuxue in his hand. Her little face was tense, and so many pairs of eyes fell at the same time. On his body, he did not see the slightest panic.

"It seems to be the chairman's daughter?"

"Why did you bring the child to the conference hall?"

"Is it because you want to cultivate her abilities so much?"

Someone recognized Xiao Baozi and whispered to the person next to him.

"How many minutes are left?" Fei Yinan pulled the chair from the main seat and sat on it, then asked his assistant to move a soft stool and added four or five cushions. He brought his daughter up, just enough to show her half body.

In the last 2 minutes, all the seats in the conference hall were filled, and there was a group of at least three NO.40 people. Their heads were all looking in one direction, and they were waiting for the person at the front to speak.

"What are you all looking at me for? I'm just here to listen and how I will speak and speak, that's up to you."

Having said that, it was the first time for Fei Yinan to participate in this kind of small meeting, and it put a lot of pressure on everyone present.

All of a sudden, there was no sound in the conference hall, and the atmosphere froze.

"Ahem..." Fei's mother still couldn't stand it anymore, she stood up first and spoke.

"Actually, this meeting didn't focus much, because our company's stock market was very stable last month, with little fluctuation, only a little ups and downs at the beginning of the month. The reason was that a spokesperson for a clothing brand was hired, and because of the scandal and public relations It took a lot of effort, but after two days it was back to normal."

"Yes." With the beginning, the next step is much easier, the head of the public relations department nodded and said: "So next time, if the foreign propaganda department wants to invite such a popular star to be a spokesperson, it is best to investigate first. Does this person have black information? Don’t sign the contract when the time comes, and the company’s reputation will be damaged if the news suddenly comes out, and the stock market will also be affected.”

"That can't be completely blamed on us. Who knows that the star invited has always been a pure image of a young girl, but also thought that the brand that came in this time is in the style of a Mori girl. It can be perfectly combined with a high degree of integration. Who would have thought of her private life? It's so chaotic." The representatives of the foreign propaganda department were not to be outdone.

"Signing a contract without a clear investigation is not a formal process of the company."

"That female star was in high demand at the time. Before the black news broke out, so many advertisers rushed to sign her. Our department was afraid that someone would be poached by others."

"That you……"

The foreign propaganda department and the public relations department quarreled while talking, and the two ministers at the meeting were like two fighting cocks, refusing to give in.

The little bun dangled his two legs, staring with interest at the two middle-aged men with thick necks who blushed arguing.

"It's almost the same as the vegetable market." She tugged Fei Yinan's sleeves and whispered close to her ear.