Nurturing Manual

Zhang Zhiyuan saw how serious the child was, and suddenly said that he was not going to participate. Something must have happened to him, and he refused to say it. Zhang Zhiyuan said seriously, "Is it a problem with the school?"

Shen Huan didn't know how to tell Zhang Zhiyuan that he affected the game because of being taken care of by him. He always felt like he was blaming Zhang Zhiyuan, and he didn't know who reported it.

The person in front of him was silent, and Zhang Zhiyuan was silent for a long time. How wronged he was, he didn't even dare to file a complaint, and the anger in his heart was slowly rising.

"It's okay, I'll go to your school to ask." Zhang Zhiyuan was about to call Assistant Chen with his landline.

Shen Huan panicked and stopped Zhang Zhiyuan, "Godfather... no, forget it, it's okay if you can't participate..."

Zhang Zhiyuan frowned, and this time he didn't follow his little lover's temperament, "If you don't want to talk about it, godfather will ask someone to ask."

It's not a glorious thing at all, if it really makes Zhang Zhiyuan go to school, it will be embarrassing, Shen Huan swallowed his saliva, "I was raised by my godfather... It seems that the school found out, and I'm afraid it will affect the school spirit..."

Zhang Zhiyuan's hands froze, and he said in a deep voice, "Then it's even more impossible for me to ignore it. This is all because of my carelessness, which made it difficult for you to do in school. Be good, it's okay."

Zhang Zhiyuan patted the back of Shen Huan's hand reassuringly. Shen Huan was still a little distracted, and only vaguely heard him telling Assistant Chen that he would go to Q University.

"Together?" Zhang Zhiyuan looked at the dazed little lover, and extended his hand to him, "You wait for me in the car later, and you will be back soon."

This kind of small matter was originally handled by the assistant, but Zhang Zhiyuan went to Q University in person and found a teacher in Shen Huan's department.

The atmosphere in the department head's office was a bit stiff. Zhang Zhiyuan sat on the sofa with an indifferent face, and tapped his fingertips on his joints, "Dean?"

The dean of the department was being called, and tremblingly took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his sweat, "Mr. Zhang, I don't know why you came all the way here?"

Zhang Zhiyuan showed the state he had when he was talking about business, with an extremely serious expression, "Why did you disqualify Shen Huan from your school's ERP competition?"

The head of the department still has an impression of Shen Huan, who is a top student in the department, "This...I asked their counselors, and they said that Shen Huan gave up voluntarily. staff called."

The counselor didn't report the matter of the photo to the department. Seeing Zhang Zhiyuan, his heart skipped a beat. What's going on?

As soon as the head of the department greeted him, he asked about the counselor's situation. The counselor knew that Shen Huan was an excellent student with her, and it was for his face that he didn't report it. He still protected Shen Huan by doing so.

Zhang Zhiyuan acted as if his own child had been bullied and wanted to ask the school for an evaluation, "For the competition, let's give a reasonable explanation."

But in the eyes of the counselors, that's not the case. The school should not interfere in the students' private affairs, but if it involves nurturing, speaking out will affect the school and Shen Huan's reputation. No matter how rich, powerful and wealthy Zhang Zhiyuan is, he should not Take it to the table.

"Mr. Zhang, some photos of you and Shen Huan have been left in my hands. Shen Huan is not allowed to compete because he is afraid that if the news is revealed, he will be difficult to behave."

Zhang Zhiyuan moved slightly, and then said, "Teacher, please show me the photo."

After all, the counselor came prepared, took out the notebook from the bag, and turned out the mail to show Zhang Zhiyuan.

Zhang Zhiyuan calmly flipped through the photos and the text in the email, sat up straight with a smile, "It says nurturing..."

The photo is not explicit, but there is a scene of two people kissing, regardless of whether it is synthesized or not, there is always an ulterior relationship.

The head of the department started to sweat again nervously, for fear that Zhang Zhiyuan would make excessive demands.

Zhang Zhiyuan said in an unhurried manner, "First of all, it's not about nurturing, Q, do Dalian students have to take care of things like dating?"

Everyone, including Assistant Chen, was taken aback for a moment. Zhang Zhiyuan calmly said the word love, which cheered them all up.

The counselor twitched the corner of his mouth, "Dating...you and Shen Huan?"

Zhang Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter? When dating in Q University, age is also a problem?"

"No...not..." The counselor waved his hands again and again.

Zhang Zhiyuan continued, "Furthermore, is it the school's fault that the school draws conclusions without knowing the relationship between me and Shen Huan?"

The head of the department nodded again and again, and Zhang Zhiyuan spoke up. It wasn't their fault, but their fault, "We must thoroughly investigate this matter, deal with it seriously, and deal with it seriously."

Assistant Chen sighed in his heart. His boss has changed. He is no longer the mature and stable Mr. Zhang, but he is talking nonsense for a small lover.

Coming out of the office, Zhang Zhiyuan felt refreshed. In front of outsiders, he admitted that he and Shen Huan were in a relationship. A word of praise.

Ever since Zhang Zhiyuan got off the car, Shen Huan was in a state of panic. Zhang Zhiyuan's identity should not deal with this kind of thing. It was too ostentatious, and it was not a good thing. He was always worried that it would bring Zhang Zhiyuan more trouble.

Shen Huan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, he was not at ease in any way, he tossed and changed seats in the car.The driver turned around and said, "Master Shen, don't worry, how about I find you a book to read?"

How could he be in the mood to read at the moment, but he didn't want to scurry around like a headless chicken, "Yeah."

The driver glanced at the co-pilot. Assistant Chen put a stack of documents on it. There was also a thick leather-bound book on top. The driver flipped through the first page and glanced at it. "Nursing Manual", that's right.

"Look at this to pass the time." Handed the "Nurture Handbook" to Shen Huan.

Shen Huan casually opened the first page, "Nursing Handbook", what is it?How could there be such a thing in Zhang Zhiyuan's car? Shen Huan said casually, "You still have novels ready."

The driver waved his hand, "I know how to read these, Assistant Chen. I didn't expect Assistant Chen to bring this kind of idle books to work. I really can't tell. I usually like this kind of tone when I look vigorous and resolute."

Shen Huan also had a chill. Assistant Chen actually likes this kind of novels written by little girls?

Turning over a page casually, Shen Huan's eyebrows were twitched together. This is not a novel at all. It is clearly written by hand. Looking at the familiar handwriting, Shen Huan couldn't help shrinking back, his eyes almost moved from the maintenance manual. Can't move up.

The more I flipped back, the more familiar I felt. This is not Assistant Chen's novel, it is clearly Zhang Zhiyuan's reading notes.

What about "President's Husband, Don't Worry", "Marry a Billionaire Chief", "The Domineering President is Coming Menacingly", each novel has a summary of the full text, as well as a detailed record of the climax of the story, and Zhang Zhiyuan's experience at the end.

In the section on Playing Hard to Get, Zhang Zhiyuan drew a cross with a red pen and marked, "Not applicable, not recommended." On the one hand, he was frightened, and on the other hand, he was apprehensive. Zhang Zhiyuan remembered what these ghosts were doing.

Until the last page of the notebook, there were several rows of large characters, "Supplemented by nurturing, and finally reaching the ultimate goal of falling in love with Shen Huan."

what... what?Zhang Zhiyuan wants to fall in love with himself!

Shen Huan's hands trembled, and he hurriedly closed the notebook. Why, then he said it straight away, why did he want to refuse and greet, and dodge.

There was no time for Shen Huan to think about it, the car window was knocked, and the driver reminded, "Mr. is back."

Shen Huan put the notebook back in place, and opened the door to Zhang Zhiyuan with his usual expression, "Godfather."