"Haha——" Lian Hua laughed out loud. After talking to Xiaobai about his father that day, she was watched closely by her son. He was afraid that she would really find a man to come back.
In the end, she couldn't laugh or cry, so she finally made up her mind to send her son to kindergarten. The apparent reason was to let him learn Chinese characters and Chinese language, but in fact, it made Xiaobai never have such leisure time. Monitoring her son around the clock was really terrifying.
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"You're still laughing! Mommy has turned bad when she returns home!" Xiaobai stamped her feet, "Even if you want me to study, I still have to go to elementary school and junior high school. It's embarrassing to be with a brat!"
"Xiao Bai, you have to learn to play with other peers, otherwise your life will be boring." Lian Hua advised, "Mommy knows that you are a little genius, and there is no problem in going to elementary school now, but you have to study hard
Enjoy your childhood. Relaxation time in kindergarten is rare. Mommy insists that you must complete kindergarten! You can’t skip a grade until you are 6 years old and enter elementary school. By then, you can jump directly to college!”
"...Okay, I listen to mommy." Seeing Lian Hua's stubbornness, Xiaobai had no choice but to compromise, "But mommy has to pick me up after school in person, and she must take me to eat delicious food!"
"Okay, as long as you behave." Lian Hua kissed the phone, hung up the phone, and continued to immerse herself in the files and data on the table. The curve of the corner of her mouth remained raised, and her tired mood was lifted by her son's call.
stand up.
The landline phone on the table suddenly rang, and the caller ID was from Liangfeng, the president's secretary outside. She pressed the speakerphone and continued to approve documents while asking: "Hey, Liangfeng, what's wrong?"
The anxious female voice said in panic: "President, someone is going to break into your office! Ah - don't rob me, I am here - ah!"
The sound of physical collisions and arguments came from the microphone, Liangfeng screamed, and the microphone seemed to be snatched away by another person.
"Hello? Liangfeng, what's wrong with you, are you okay?" Lian Hua grabbed the phone and asked with a frown.
"Hey!" There was an angry female voice on the other end of the phone, "Are you the new president? On behalf of all the employees in the design department, I ask you, do you understand design, and how long are you going to work on it? I'm going now
If I come to you, you'd better give me an explanation as to what's wrong with Zhan's plan! Don't give directions blindly if you don't understand, Shengshi Hualian is the hard work of each of us!"
The phone was hung up with a bang. Lian Hua shrugged helplessly while holding the beeping receiver.
It's a situation like this again. Whether it's FL or Shengshi Hualian, almost every designer has come to question her, but some are peaceful and some are angry. The person who came today is obviously the irritable kind.
It seems that all designers find it difficult to accept being denied rework by the president, even if the president is really ten thousand times more professional than them...