If Chang H's parents are a pair of unqualified parents, then Feng Xiulan's troubles with his parents are simply unworthy of being parents.
Tan Zhao went to get to know Fengshi in Xiangzhen. Fengshi is an old company in the local area. It made its fortune in catering in the early years. It was passed down to the third generation of Feng’s father. When he was young, Feng’s father was said to be very skillful and well-off.
Feng has reached new heights.
But in recent years, the Feng family has begun to decline, firstly because of the inexplicable departure of the heir, and secondly because of the unclear positioning of the Feng family's industry. The catering business in the early years has been abandoned, and later the real estate has gradually become saturated. Although the current Feng family is also
It is a giant, but undercurrents are surging in the family business, and it is only a matter of time before it gets out of control.
Of course, what makes the Feng family famous is the legendary love story of the Feng family that has continued for decades.
Feng Xiulan is a handsome young man, which means that Feng's father and Feng's mother are not bad at birth. Even though he is quite old, he still looks like a human.
Tan Zhao was holding an umbrella, with a warm spring breeze smile on his face. Against the wind and snow, he looked even more handsome and handsome. He looked like this, and it was hard for anyone to feel bad about him. Mother Feng immediately said that she could visit him at home.
Father Feng immediately gave Tan Zhao a look in his eyes.
"..." Is this person possibly sick?
Feng Xiulan wanted to stop him, not because he was afraid that the teacher would know about his family's scandal, but because he didn't want Teacher Su to worry about it for him. However, before he could move, Teacher Su held him down.
"It's okay. You go back and prepare the hot pot first. Just wait. It won't take long."
"But……"
In the end, Feng Xiulan was persuaded to go back by Tan Zhao.
Today is New Year's Eve. In this kind of weather, except for the restaurants that have been booked for a long time, all other restaurants have been closed. Fortunately, Feng Shaojun lives in a high-end community and the community has a special reception room.
"You two, please take a seat."
Father Feng was used to being a domineering president, so naturally he looked down on an ordinary high school teacher, especially when this high school teacher had such a swaggering face: "Tell me, what kind of home visit? Could it be that that brat caused some trouble again?
"
When Feng's mother heard this, she immediately frowned with sadness and tenderness. Feng's father immediately felt heartbroken and looked at Tan Zhao with increasingly unkind eyes.
Tan Zhao: ...Although I knew that these parents couldn't understand human speech, I didn't expect it to be so difficult to understand.
"Mr. Feng, actually before this, I asked your secretary to bring you a sentence, but I think he may not have brought it to you. Today, by chance, I can actually ask this sentence to Mr. Feng, who is busy with everything.
." Tan Zhao sat on the light-colored leather sofa. He sat up straight. Because he came out in a hurry, he didn't wear glasses, which made his words seem sharper.
What did Tan Zhaotuo say to Secretary He? Naturally, it was about whether the tens of millions of dollars in business or his own children were more important.
After this question was asked, Father Feng's face turned pale: "Teacher, this seems to have nothing to do with you. Feng Xiulan has a bad record in the past. Do I have to stop doing business because of him?"
"Why did Mr. Feng say this? I taught Feng Xiulan for a year and a half, how come I didn't know that he was full of evil deeds?" Tan Zhao pretended to be surprised.
Father Feng already wanted to leave: "If you keep asking such boring questions..."
"Boring? Mr. Feng actually defined his son's moral issues as boring. Does Mrs. Feng think so too?" Tan Zhao turned his head and met Feng's mother's eyes, which were always on the verge of tears.
"Of course... not. My husband just cares too much about Xiu Lan. He never expresses his feelings." Feng's mother immediately paid tribute to her husband.
Tan Zhao felt that his logic as a Chinese teacher had been challenged: "Oh, that's it. Since you care about Feng Xiulan so much, why don't you come to his parent-teacher meeting? Is it also because you are busy?"
"certainly."
There was ample lighting and pleasant heating in the room, but Tan Zhao was in a rather irritable mood: "Busy doing manicures? Doing hair? Please forgive me, I have never seen parents like you two."
If it weren't for the teacher's stance, Tan Zhao would have said bluntly how could there be such shameless parents as you in the world.
Mother Feng hid her manicure for three hours, but she soon discovered that her hair could not be hidden. Then she immediately turned her head and smiled weakly at her husband. Father Feng immediately opened his mouth: "My surname is Su, right?
You are a little Chinese teacher, please apologize to my wife, otherwise..."
"Husband, Teacher Su also wants to do well for Xiu Lan." Feng's mother hurriedly "persuaded".
Wow, what kind of peerless little white lotus is this, right? It seems to be described like this on the Internet. Tan Zhao lowered his eyes and thought about it, and felt that he must have remembered it correctly: "Otherwise, will you make me unemployed? It doesn't matter, I'm just a little girl.
I am a Chinese teacher who is young and impulsive. For the purpose of a home visit, I accidentally pressed the record button just now. Mr. Feng’s family has a big business and Mrs. Feng is smart and kind. She will definitely not let people lose their jobs casually. Yes.
wrong?"
"you--"
"Since Mr. Feng is not very cooperative, and I also feel that Mr. Feng and Mrs. Feng do not meet my positioning of parents, let's end this home visit." Tan Zhao shook his phone and stood up slowly. Father Feng had already
Because of the recording, the bodyguards guarding outside the house were called in.
After a few breaths, these bodyguards fell to the ground.
"Mr. Feng, now is a civilized society. Bringing bodyguards when going out is what the wealthy do, but bringing thugs when going out is the remnant of feudalism. It died early in the morning. The country has been popularizing feudal superstition for so many years. I didn't expect that your family would still be like this."
A blind spot." When it comes to talking irritatingly, this is where it ends.
Feng's mother was completely frightened by the one-sided fight just now, and Feng's father, as an old boss, felt even more humiliated, and immediately roared: "Su Jinglin, wait for me! I will let you in
I can’t survive in Hong Kong!”
"Mr. Feng is really powerful. I believe that netizens who are now free during the Chinese New Year will really want to hear what Mr. Feng has to say about Mrs. Feng's motherly love."
Damn it, this grandson is recording again!
Feng's mother is like a silk child, clinging to Feng's father. Feng's mother is kind and beautiful outside. As soon as Tan Zhao's recording comes out, this image is over. If you hit a snake, you can't understand human speech.
Teacher Su said it was okay.
"What... do you want?" Feng's father protected Feng's mother, his face extremely ugly.
Tan Zhao finally put away his cell phone and stood still: "It's very simple. Since Mr. Feng and Mrs. Feng don't know how to be a parent, don't do it. As it was before, it will be the same in the future. Feng Xiulan is a senior in high school this year and needs enough time to study."
"Okay! I'm just waiting to see what the bad guy comes out with!"
After Feng's father said harsh words, he quickly took Feng's mother away. When Feng's mother heard that her child was called a broomstick by her husband, she was indifferent and allowed her husband to take her away.
What a "loving couple".
Although Tan Zhao is not a romantic person, but he has never eaten pork, it does not mean that he has never seen pigs running. The pair of pigs were obviously running on a narrow road. Not only did they run on a narrow road, they also ran on other roads.
The world is really big and full of wonders.
When Tan Zhao walked out of the reception room, the wind and snow outside became even worse. He held an umbrella and walked a few steps when he saw young Feng who was wrapped up in a down jacket.
"Hello? Are you freezing?"
Feng Xiulan walked back angrily.
After entering the room and feeling the warmth of the heater, Feng Xiulan said calmly: "They..."
"Don't worry, they are very 'cooperative'. You don't have to answer harassing calls anymore." Tan Zhao put down his phone, the screen lit up and he was still in the recording interface. He switched to the homepage as if nothing had happened.
...Where's the liar?
"New year, new atmosphere, young man, think of the good things!"
I have to believe you, but I have to say that Feng Xiulan's depressed mood has gotten a lot better.
The room was warm, the hot pot was burning again, and festive programs were playing on the TV. This was the first time since my grandmother passed away that someone would celebrate the New Year with him.
Feng Xiulan sniffed and told herself to be more ambitious.
Yes, the chili must be too hot!
"Here, New Year's gift!"
Feng Xiulan took it and said suspiciously: "It's not a test paper set, is it?"
"...Your teacher, I am very poor." The exercises are so expensive that I can't afford them.
Oh, that's right. Feng Xiulan took the gift and handled it very lightly. It seemed that it was really not an exercise: "Can I open it?"
"sure."
The gift box is not small, but the things it contains are not big. Tan Zhao has been through so many worlds, and there are actually many good things. However, due to the suppression of the power of this small world, he cannot open the portable space where he keeps things. Fortunately, his
The craftsmanship is still there.
"Do you like it? The teacher made it by himself. I hope you will have good luck in the new year~"
It is a palm-sized wood carving, very delicate, with Maolin Xiuzhu in the front, good luck in the back, and his name below, which is a gift to him, Feng Xiulan.
Feng Juvenile was very good at duplicity, but this time he did not deny it, only expressed his approval in a low voice.
However, when the Five Fortunes were opened in the evening, Feng Xiulan couldn't help but said in shock: "Teacher Su, you have the smallest number I have ever seen."
0.68, which is approximately equal to none.
"..." If you have a dark face, you can't bring good luck to others!
At this moment, the New Year's bell suddenly rang, and the gorgeous fireworks in the distance bloomed in the air, intertwined with the flying snowflakes, and then fell instantly.
"Feng Xiulan, Happy New Year!"
"Teacher Su, you too."
It's a new year, a new atmosphere. The weather has cleared up on the first day of the new year, and the sun shines on the snow, which quickly melts away. Tan Zhao stands in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the world is peaceful and peaceful.
In fact, such a peaceful life is quite good, and he can still bully the children when he has nothing to do. Alas, he has really fallen.
System: I have an ominous premonition.
[Your illusion.]
Although the New Year is wonderful, it is a pity that the vacation balance of senior high school students is quickly running out. The same is true for Tan Zhao, who is the teacher of the senior high school class.
"Hey, I really don't want to go to work."
Feng Xiulan lived soberly and clearly: "Teacher Su, if you don't go to work, you will have to drink the northwest wind."
"..."
The troubled Teacher Su went out for a walk, but unexpectedly, she ran into Brother Jia before the semester.