The richest man Yang Fei

The two chatted and entered the classroom.

Seeing Yang Fei coming in, Jiang Xiaojia waved his hand happily, and shouted again: "Brother Yang Fei!"

"Xiaojia!" Yang Fei walked over with a smile and sat on her seat. "At this time, what parents' meeting are you having? What are you mainly talking about?"

Jiang Xiaojia said: "I don't know either! When the teacher comes later, you can ask him!"

Yang Fei hummed.

Parents meet in classrooms, and children run out to play on the playground.

Guo Bingshan came over and asked, "Mr. Yang, are you here for Jiang Ting?"

Yang Fei hummed, thinking that it was not unusual for Guo Bingshan to know Jiang Ziqiang's daughter.

Guo Bingshan paid another layer of respect to Yang Fei.

Being able to replace Jiang Ziqiang and hold a parent-teacher meeting for his daughter shows that Yang Fei and the Jiang family have an extraordinary friendship!

Guo Bingshan said: "Mr. Yang, let's drink tea together when you have time."

Yang Fei smiled and agreed.

Once the teacher comes in, the parent meeting will begin.

Parents’ meetings in schools are all the same. In poor schools, parents’ meeting may not be held every six years; in ordinary schools, parents’ meeting is held once a year; in good schools, parents’ meeting can be held twice in a semester.

Jiang Xiaojia's school holds parent-teacher meetings twice a semester.

What the teacher talked about was nothing more than tuition and miscellaneous fees, academic performance and the like.

Each parent paid a miscellaneous fee of 50 yuan, and listened to many clichés such as home-school communication and emphasis on education.

To Yang Fei's relief, Jiang Xiaojia performed very well in school, and was praised by the teacher no matter in terms of academic performance or classroom performance.

The parent-teacher meeting lasted for more than an hour before adjourning.

Before leaving, the teacher asked, "Who are Jiang Xiaojia's parents?"

Yang Fei was about to leave when he heard this and raised his hand: "I am."

"Please stay here, other parents can leave," the teacher said.

Yang Fei stayed behind.

After the other parents had left, the teacher said to Yang Fei alone: ​​"Are you Jiang Xiaojia's brother? This is the first time I see you."

Yang Fei hummed.

The teacher said: "It's like this, Xiaojia's grades are very good, and he is also very disciplined, but there is one thing that makes us teachers very worried."

Yang Fei thought to himself, a little girl, what can the teacher worry about?He patiently listened to him.

"Xiaojia has a tendency to fall in love early." The teacher said such words with a serious face, which almost didn't surprise Yang Fei.

"What?" Yang Fei lost his voice, "Puppy love? This is impossible, right? How old is she? Not even ten years old!"

The teacher said: "Yes, this is what worries me the most."

Yang Fei pondered: "Teacher, since you said that, you must have discovered something?"

The teacher took out a small textbook with the word composition written on it, and handed it to Yang Fei: "This is her notebook. Fortunately, I saw it. Otherwise, who would believe that a little girl of a few years old actually has a secret love?" Object?"

Yang Fei still didn't believe it, so he took it and opened it to read a few pages.

The teacher said: "This is probably Xiaojia's diary. It was accepted as a text by the Chinese class representative."

Yang Fei looked at it and said, "It's nothing? I only remember the trivial things in life."

The teacher turned to the last few pages and said, "Look here. What did she write?"

Yang Fei browsed quickly.

The teacher stood by, pointed to the words on the notebook, and said: "Look, at night, I was very scared. I got into the arms of my big brother, and my big brother hugged me. I put my face on his hot body. Listening to his powerful heartbeat, I am not afraid anymore. Look, is this something a child should write?"

Yang Fei was stunned, and then laughed and said: "Teacher, you misunderstood. I think this date was written yesterday, and I know what happened. The big brother Xiaojia wrote is me. His grandfather passed away, and his parents They all went back to their hometown for the funeral. That’s why I took care of her. Because she saw her grandfather’s death, after she came back from the hospital, she had a nightmare at night. She dreamed of the dead grandfather. She said that she dreamed of a ghost, so she was afraid. I hugged her. With her, she sleeps peacefully."

The teacher said: "So that's the case! Fortunately, it was a false alarm. I thought..."

Yang Fei said with a smile: "No matter what, I have to thank you. Such things are indeed not to be underestimated. You are good at teaching Chinese. Xiaojia is so young and can write such a good diary. Maybe it will be a diary in the future. Everyone!"

The teacher said: "Yes, yes, especially good seedlings like Xiaojia, our school and teachers attach great importance to it. President Wan Xing's father passed away? It's really good that Xiaojia can continue to study gone."

Yang Fei thought to himself, this teacher must know the occupations of Jiang Xiaojia's parents, but that's okay.

After chatting with the teacher for a few words, Yang Fei left.

When he came to the car, he saw that Guo Bingshan hadn't left yet, and he seemed to be waiting for him.

Sure enough, when Guo Bingshan saw Yang Fei approaching, he stepped forward and said with a smile, "Mr. Yang, is Xiaojia okay?"

Yang Fei said, "It's okay."

Guo Bingshan rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Children's education is really a big problem! Well, Mr. Yang, it's better to meet you by chance than to meet each other. Let's have a cup of tea!"

With a thought, Yang Fei thought that the police station where his father was located happened to be under the management of Guo Bingshan. Although Guo Bingshan's position was not high, the county magistrate was not as good as the county magistrate. I just want to invite Guo Ju to have a cup of tea!"

When Guo Bingshan heard this, his face immediately glowed, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, please!"

Chapter 367

When he came to the tea room, Guo Bingshan was very good at coming and greeted everything properly.

Yang Fei thought, even if the other party knew his identity, he probably wouldn't ask him for anything. The reason why he made friends with him was nothing more than Jiang Ziqiang's connections.

The other party has something in mind, and I also have something in mind. If two people have a relationship of interest, they can talk about it together.

After three rounds of tea, Guo Bingshan got involved with Jiang Ziqiang.

Yang Fei kept his secret, and only said that he was commensurate with Brother Jiang Ziqiang, but he didn't need to explain to what extent.

Guo Bingshan continued to guess and was even more convinced that the relationship between Yang Fei and Jiang Ziqiang was not trivial.

On the one hand, it was because Yang Fei came to hold the parent meeting on behalf of Jiang Xiaojia. On the other hand, Yang Fei himself was a rich man in the province. Can such a person have simple connections?

Guo Bingshan substituted tea for wine, drank a few cups with Yang Fei, and chatted about cracking down on counterfeiting.

Yang Fei laughed and said, "My family members are all policemen. I know better than ordinary people the hard work of the policemen. To be honest, this kind of commercial anti-counterfeiting should not have alarmed you. Didn't it increase your workload?"