The reason why the general manager of the group said this is because he doesn't like women like Zhang Ling.
His ideal type is a woman who is gentle, clingy, well-behaved and obedient.
So he found it puzzling when he saw someone liking a tomboyish woman like Zhang Ling.
I don’t understand, what is there about such a woman that deserves a man’s love?
Men like him always regard themselves as powerful men in the feudal dynasty, and feel that women are just playthings for their entertainment.
If you want to play, pick it up and play with it for a while, then you have to do your best to serve it and make it comfortable;
If you don't want to play anymore, leave it aside and let it fend for itself, but you must not look for wild men behind your back.
Of course, society today has outlawed this slave-like mindset.
But male chauvinism still makes many men feel superior about themselves and always want to make all the women around them live according to his way of thinking.
The group general manager is the leader among this group of people.
The reason why he was targeting Zhang Ling was not because she was not strong at work, but because his sense of self-superiority prompted him to feel that a woman could not sit in the position of vice president of the group.
Seeing women sitting in that position feels like an insult to their dignity as men.
It is believed that a woman’s duty is to be a housewife, take care of her husband and raise children.
Such a man is nothing more than a man's sense of self-superiority that has been passed down for thousands of years.
The sight of a woman may threaten his superior status as a man.
Instinctively want to eliminate all adverse situations.
In order to achieve the purpose of stabilizing the current position.
Zhang Ling finally arrived at the school gate as agreed.
Mr. Mi has been following her like a little follower.
When Xiaodouzi saw Mr. Mi, he asked with some surprise:
"Mom, Mom, do you want to change your father? But this uncle is really ugly. If my handsome father sees him later, he will be sad."
Li Xiang would be extremely happy if he heard this.
Speaking of Li Xiang, from the moment she saw Xiaodouzi, Zhang Ling kept looking in the direction where Li Xiang might appear several times, but still couldn't see anyone.
She wanted to ask Xiaodouzi about Li Xiangren?
But Xiaodouzi could be seen lowering his head with tears in his eyes and crying, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
The words she wanted to ask could not come out.
Although Mr. Mi was mentally prepared before arriving, when he saw a cute little girl calling Zhang Ling's mother, he still subconsciously took two steps back.
It was as if two words of "Mom" exploded in his heart like an atomic bomb.
His heart instantly shattered into dust.
He originally thought he could accept Zhang Ling having a child, but when he actually faced the child, he lost the courage to face it.
What's more, I learned from the child that Zhang Ling still has a man.
And when Xiaodouzi called daddy, a happy smile flashed on Zhang Ling's face.
It can be seen that Zhang Ling really loves her child's father.
So no matter how bad a bastard he is, he doesn't want to be a villain who casually breaks up other people's families.
He took two steps forward, leaned over and said with a smile:
"Children, be good. Stop crying."
Xiaodouzi looked up at him with red eyes and said:
"Is there any candy?"
Mr. Mi was very happy to hear this.
What a child!
I always want to eat sweets.
She fished out a piece of chocolate from her body and handed it to Xiaodouzi.
Xiaodouzi took it and tasted it with a smile. He happily said "delicious" to the rice. Then he obviously thought of Zhang Ling's mother and gave the rest to Zhang Ling to try.
Zhang Ling smiled and waved her hand to let Xiaodouzi eat by herself.
To be honest, she was willing to be Xiaodouzi's mother because Xiaodouzi's similar behavior made her feel happy at home.
To be more specific, it should be the happiness of being a mother and being dependent on her children.
Mr. Mi looked at Xiaodouzi and continued to smile:
"Kid, remember, don't say anything nonsense. How can dad just change things at his word?"
"Oh, I understand." Xiaodouzi then asked doubtfully, "Then uncle, who are you?"
"Uncle?" Mr. Mi looked at himself for a while.
I don't know if today's clothes make him look anxious, or if time has already made his appearance enter the ranks of uncles in advance.
Whatever the case?
It is really embarrassing for an unmarried person to be called uncle by a child.
Xiaodouzi touched her earlobe and looked at Zhang Ling with even more confusion and said:
"Mom, isn't it right to call me uncle?"
To be honest, this question is easy to answer.
But when she saw Mr. Mi's embarrassed look, she obviously didn't like having her children call him uncle.
Mr. Mi first glanced at Zhang Ling, as if he understood her difficulty, and shook his head to indicate that she did not need to answer.
He then looked at Xiaodouzi and said happily:
"Uncle, yes, it's right to call him uncle. That's how Xiaodouzi will be called from now on. I like to be called uncle by Xiaodouzi."
Xiaodouzi continued to ask:
"Then uncle, who are you?"
Mr. Mi explained with a smile:
"I am your mother's friend. I heard from your mother two days ago that there is a beautiful daughter named Xiaodouzi, so I stopped by to have a look."
Zhang Ling looked at Mr. Mi getting along with her children, and she didn't look like a villain at all.
Upon closer inspection, he looks a bit like a good father to a certain child.
Mr. Mi carefully examined Xiaodouzi for a while, then put on a smile and praised:
"Well, the little girl is indeed very beautiful! She will be as beautiful as her mother when she grows up."
"Thank you, uncle. That's what dad said to me," the child said with unabashed pride.
When Mr. Mi heard Xiaodouzi's words, he couldn't help but start to envy "Dad".
You can let such a cute little girl scream.
He felt that it was unnecessary for him to continue to stay here. When it was time to leave, he looked up at Zhang Ling beside him and said with a smile:
"Oh my god, I almost forgot that I have an important conference call later that requires the abbot. I'll leave first. I won't disturb you mother and daughter. Goodbye!"
Zhang Ling wanted to reply politely with "Goodbye", but Xiaodouzi pulled her away and shouted:
"Mom, mom, let's go! My game is about to start."
On the way to the competition venue with her children, she felt a little sorry for Mr. Mi.
From the last two contacts with Mr. Mi, I found that he is not as disgusting as I first looked at him.
He's a really good guy.
It seems that after rejecting a man, most women will send him a good guy card.
But Zhang Ling truly feels that Mi is always a good person.
Just because her heart has been quietly and gradually occupied by Li Xiang.
So it's hard for her to tolerate other men anymore.
Of course, there is another reason, that is, her principles of life do not allow her to be like Yan Yuan.
However, since Mr. Mi is good at understanding women's thoughts, she believes that as long as Mr. Mi is willing, he will be able to find a partner who is willing to stay with him for life.
The parent-child game is called you throw me in.
The mother holds a plastic bucket in her hand, keeps a certain distance from the child, and asks the child to throw plastic or rubber balls into the bucket in the mother's hand. The group that throws the most in the specified time wins.
The game is divided into two rounds. In the next round, mother and daughter (son) exchange, the mother throws the ball, and the children take the bucket.
When preparing for the scene, Zhang Ling hadn't asked Li Xiang yet?
Xiaodouzi was the first to speak with a sense of complaint in his disappointment:
"Dad, why aren't you here? You promised that you would come to watch our game today. Mom, dad is lying."
Xiaodouzi's words made Zhang Ling's heart tighten.
The smile that had been on her face disappeared.
While fixing the bucket with buckles on Xiaodouzi, my mind suddenly thought of the scene when Shangguan Aoxue asked her to read the invitation letter.
As a result, she exerted too much force, and the copper buckle bruised the tiger's mouth of her left hand.
The painful slurping sound made her instantly clearer.
She didn't shout out the word "pain".
She wondered why she remembered that scene just now?
Seeing Xiaodouzi holding her injured hand with worried hands, she gasped.
It was not like her father snoring at the wound when she was injured as a child, and his complaints were filled with distress;
But when a child sees his mother injured, he feels distressed and filled with infinite tension and worry and says:
"How can you get bruised? It must be very painful! I'll breathe for you for a while and it won't hurt anymore."
Why the tension and worry?
Because for a child, the mother is her greatest dependence.
After seeing the mother being injured, the child's safety feels seriously threatened. Naturally, he will be filled with endless worries, and even more nervous about losing his mother due to the serious injury.
Zhang Ling saw Xiaodouzi nervous about her, which made her feel the value of her life.
At least in Xiaodouzi's eyes, her mother is the most important person.
"It's okay, it's okay!" She pulled away her injured hand and touched Xiaodouzi's head with a happy and gratified smile. "Okay, the referee is asking us to get in the car and prepare for the game. Let's go."
During this period, Xiaodouzi did not forget to complain again and again that Li Xiang hadn't come yet.
the second time.
The image of the invitation came to her mind again.
But her mood was much calmer than the first time.
Fearing that they turned all their negative emotions into motivation for the competition, their precise throwing skills allowed their mother and daughter to overwhelmingly win first place in the first round.
In order to liven up the atmosphere, a referee teacher specially acted as a host and said:
"Mother Xiaodouzi, how do you achieve a 100% shooting hit rate?"
Everyone thought that Zhang Ling would be like ordinary people, either thanking her parents for their upbringing or bragging about her hard work in exercise, etc.
But she looked extremely serious and said with the bucket of balls in her hand:
"It's very simple! I just think of this bucket as the woman who sent me the invitation. When I hear the sound of the ball entering the bucket, I feel the pleasure of becoming a winner."
This answer left everyone at the scene puzzled for a while.
Fortunately, the teacher who is the host is someone who has experienced ups and downs.
Keen explained that the woman Zhang Ling mentioned who sent the invitation must be the kind of mistress who destroys other people's happy families.
Therefore, mothers, when you hold the ball in your hands and throw it, as long as you have the mentality of driving away the mistress, you will have a high hit rate.
After hearing the teacher's explanation, many participating mothers instantly became highly motivated.
In the next round, there were several teams of mothers and daughters who performed extremely well.
In one fell swoop, they replaced their mother and daughter who had been firmly in first place.
Xiaodouzi pouted unhappily because he finally got fourth place.
The clever little Douzi may know that it is because her question is not among the top three.
So if you are quiet, you won't get emotional.
The host teacher said with emotion on the spot:
"It can be seen that the mistress is always the strongest catalyst for the first wives to surpass themselves."
Even the mother who won the first place took the initiative to hold Zhang Ling's hand to express her endless gratitude.
Although this explanation is quite different from what Zhang Ling said.
But Zhang Ling was still struggling with the invitation letter in her mind at that time and did not explain it.
When she heard someone holding her hand and stuffing candy into his hand to express his gratitude, she asked doubtfully:
"Mom, I really don't understand. What are you thanking me for? You and your daughter can take first place because of your strong abilities. We will never let you down."
Xiaodouzi saw the way Zhang Ling looked at her as she spoke.
Although he was reluctant, he still said in agreement:
"Auntie, my mother is right. It was Xiaodouzi who pulled back."
Little Beanzi thought it was very easy to throw the ball into her mother's bucket.
However, after throwing five or six small balls, her arm was sore from the match with Li Xiang the day before, and her throwing accuracy obviously began to decline significantly.
This is Xiaodouzi’s reason for being lazy and not participating in physical exercise!
"Of course, thank you for your selfless dedication and the secret to the accuracy of throwing small balls." The mother looked sideways at the mothers who were watching and sighed, "What a good person! Until now, she has never thought of asking us to thank her. My child
, come and thank Auntie."
The daughter who won the first place was pulled in front of her by her mother. Maybe the children felt that they deserved their first place, so they first looked at their mother with doubts, and then bowed and thanked them with a sense of helplessness under their mother's repeated urging.
"Mom, mom, look at her pout when she said thank you." Xiaodouzi suddenly pointed at the girl and shouted.
The two mothers looked at each other a little embarrassed, raised their hands and patted the shoulders of the two children at the same time, looked at each other and said "I'm sorry" at the same time.
Zhang Ling first looked down at Xiaodouzi and scolded:
"Don't talk nonsense."
Xiaodouzi explained aggrievedly:
"Mom, I didn't, Xiaodouzi just saw it."
Xiaodouzi said this to the girl, her eyes filled with hatred, and she rolled her eyes.
After hearing this, the mother was about to defend herself, but she saw her daughter rolling her eyes at Xiaodouzi. Then with a hint of annoyance, she patted her daughter on the shoulder again and said:
"Xiaoqin, how many times have I told you that curling your lips before speaking will be considered rude. Why can't you remember it? Admit it to auntie that you were wrong. Do you hear me?"
The girl looked up at her mother and said stubbornly:
"I don't! We obviously won the championship based on our strength, why should we thank them? Mom, I don't accept it!"
The mother looked at Zhang Ling with an embarrassed look and explained:
"I'm sorry, this kid always irritates me."
"It's okay, it's okay." Zhang Ling said.
"You..." The mother raised her hand even more ashamed and prepared to hit her daughter.
Zhang Ling quickly stopped and said:
"Wait a moment!"
The mother may have developed a sincere respect for Zhang Ling. After hearing this, she looked at her and said with a smile:
"If you have any orders, just tell me."
Zhang Ling looked at the aggrieved and stubborn girl, then moved her eyes to the woman and said:
"Mom, you don't dare to obey your orders. Children today are different from before. I see resentment towards you in your daughter's eyes. This affects the relationship between mother and child very much."
"What?" After hearing this, the woman immediately pulled her daughter and looked at her eyes for a while.
I really saw the resentment in Zhang Ling's mouth.
The woman seemed to feel that she had raised her daughter in vain.
In the end, he actually raised an enemy.
So she was excited and prepared to hit her daughter again, but Zhang Ling grabbed her murderous hand.
Zhang Ling continued to persuade patiently:
"Mom, please listen to my advice. Don't always think that a filial son will come out of a stick. You must learn to communicate with your children on an equal footing. Only in this way can you eliminate misunderstandings between mother and child and bring them closer to each other."
Zhang Ling looked at the mother thinking about what she had said, then looked at the little girl with a kind face and said:
"Look, your daughter is also a smart child. As long as you, as a mother, can be patient and watch it, I think your child will understand your painstaking efforts."
