Putting down the phone, looking at Liu Que, who was sitting on the sofa opposite him, hesitant to say anything, Zhao Zhu put the Coke in his hand on the coffee table, nodded to him, and said:

"Is something wrong?"

Liu Que pursed his lips and nodded, "Uncle Zhu said that I don't need to go to school in the future. Le Wen's novel|"

It turned out to be this incident. Zhao Zhu lit a cigarette, took a breath, and exhaled a smoke ring.

"Yes, this is my decision. You should also know something about what happened before. It is not safe for you to continue to be outside. I will arrange a private teacher for you in the future."

Although Liu Que is young, he has an experience that is unimaginable for ordinary people. His thinking and understanding ability are absolutely no different from adults. He can understand and understand some truths and things. Zhao Zhu does not need to spend too long to give him explain.

"It's not this, it's another thing." Liu Que lowered his head and said while playing with his fingers.

"What's the matter, tell me."

Zhao Zhu put the cigarette **** on the edge of the ashtray and lighted it.

"Uncle, we have a parent-teacher meeting. I can stop going to school in the future, but... But I want to invite my uncle to attend my parent-teacher meeting."

Zhao Zhu is a very complicated image in Liu Que's heart. He knows in his heart that Zhao Zhu gave him the life he has now, so he doesn't have to continue to be displaced, and even his own problems of overcoming his close friends have been changed because of this uncle. , Now everything that I have is given by this uncle. Liu Que is very grateful to Zhao Zhu, but also because of Zhao Zhu's behavior style and the side he showed in front of Liu Que several times. This child is also very afraid of Zhao Zhu.

"Parents' meeting?" Zhao Zhu didn't know what to say, he wasn't married yet. Do I have to go to a school meeting as a parent? Although strictly defined, he is indeed the true guardian of Liu Que, "Are you going to your school?"

"No, it's in a hotel." Liu Que replied.

"Parents will not go to school, but to the hotel?" Zhao Zhu was a little surprised. Could it be that he was out.

"The father of a classmate in our class owns a hotel. So the parent meeting of our class is booked with him. Teachers and parents of all students will go there."

"oh, I see."

Thinking about it, Zhao Zhu was relieved. The place he was missing from his repatriation was originally a kind of aristocratic school. The children in it were either top students who had good academic performance and were absorbed in, or their families were rich and powerful. the younger generations.

Going to the hotel to hold a parent meeting is not so much a meeting between teachers and parents to communicate their children's learning and living conditions, but rather a gathering of these parents themselves. Whether it is within the system or doing business in the sea, because of the relationship between children, meeting and getting to know each other is also a means of making connections.

Teachers themselves may be very supportive of this approach. As the teachers of these children, these parents are also the teachers' own invisible contacts. These days, there are teachers who teach and educate people, but many teachers have long lost the sentiment in their hearts, and they use the convenience of their job status to It is also human nature to seek some benefits and convenience for yourself. If you want to blame it, you can only blame China's thousand-year-old culture for portraying the teacher's image too high, as if making people think that they don't eat human fireworks.

"I'm not ready to go to school anymore. Do I still have to go to a parent-teacher conference?"

Zhao Zhu asked, to be honest, Zhao Zhu doesn't really want to go, although it's not that he doesn't have time, but when he thinks about himself drinking and chatting with a bunch of middle-aged fathers and mothers, Zhao Zhu lacks interest.

Liu Que gathered up his courage, looked at Zhao Zhu, and said:

"Uncle, they said that I was a child no one wanted. The school let a child like me enter the school for the purpose of advertising and putting on TV. I want them to know that I was also brought by someone, and I also have elders. Knowing that this is my willfulness, I also know that I should not beg my uncle to do things, because I owe my uncle a lot, but I...I..."

Liu Que choked up as he spoke.

"Haha, can't I swallow this breath in my heart?"

Still a child after all.

Zhao Zhu thought to himself, no matter how precocious and calm he was, he was still a child after all. A while ago, Zhao Zhu threw him into a school in which his mother invested, and he just warned a director there, but didn't say anything. Too many, and looking at the scar on Liu Que's face, in the eyes of a child, it must be very scary, coupled with his unknown identity at home and the reason for not having real parents, he was bullied in school Being excluded is also conceivable.

Liu Que could have endured it. After all, it has been so long. When I was a child, my parents and adoptive parents died unexpectedly one after another. I have never endured any kind of turmoil and insults. The bullying and despising of these children's classmates is compared with the previous ones. In fact, it's not a big deal at all, but this child should have gradually come out of the haze since he lived in his own home, and began to decide to face his own life again, so some things, some things, he didn't want to let go. .

He wanted Zhao Zhu to go to his parent-teacher meeting to show those classmates that he was also a child under someone's control, just like them, and his uncle was richer and more handsome than your father.

Liu Que lowered his head again. It was obvious that Zhao Zhu had expressed his thoughts. He was a little ashamed. He had been raising you and taking care of you for so long.

Looking at the child like this, Zhao Zhu smiled and threw the cigarette **** in the ashtray. Maybe his childhood and student life were much happier than ordinary people. Since he was a child, his status in the eyes of teachers was the same as that of others. The children are different. Among the classmates, I stand out from the crowd. I am surrounded by a bunch of supporters, such as the class flower and the school flower. Zhao Zhu began to fall in love with them when he was in middle school. A shining hero in a romance novel.

However, this child is still different from himself after all.

"Have your qi been refined yet?" Zhao Zhu suddenly asked this.

Liu Que nodded immediately and said, "I've practiced it."

After speaking, Liu Que sat cross-legged on the sofa and began to breathe and meditate. Then, in Zhao Zhu's eyes, he saw a stream of air begin to flow on Liu Que's body. This is the foundation of Taoism and the first step. It was Xu Ao who didn't teach him before returning to Japan with his sister, and now he has practiced in a good way. This guy's roots are not very good, but he is diligent, and he also has his own spirituality and intelligence.

Zhao Zhu stood up, walked to Liu Que, stretched out his hand, and patted the child lightly on the head,

"Okay, the uncle of the parent-teacher conference will take you there. You are the child adopted by Zhao Zhu. I can beat you, scold you, and teach you a lesson, but others don't have the qualifications to look down on you and bully you, understand?"

………………

The next morning, Zhao Zhu got up according to his usual routine and went to take a shower. When he came out, he subconsciously wanted to get the casual clothes in the closet. After thinking about it, he still took his burgundy suit. Come out and put it on.

He also looked in the mirror for a while while wearing his tie. To be honest, Zhao Zhu doesn't like wearing this kind of formal clothes very much. He prefers to be more relaxed. I can't really wear sneakers and sportswear.

After going downstairs and having some breakfast, Liu Que also packed up and prepared, sitting at the table waiting for Zhao Zhu.

"Let's go."

Zhao Zhu got up, held the child's hand, and walked out of the villa. Xiong Zhiqi drove out his Lamborghini sports car outside. When everyone had dinner together last night, the brothers knew that Zhao Zhu was going to attend the children's parent-teacher meeting. It's nothing to do anyway. Let's help with the preparations together. Zhu Jianping sat in the co-pilot seat and watched Zhao Zhu come out with the child. He smiled and nodded, "Young Master, you really have to get married and have a child."

After getting in the car, Xiong Zhiqi drove out of the hospital and drove down the mountain. At this time, Zhao Zhu saw that there was a cage under Zhu Jianping's feet, with four or five pigeons in it.

"What are you going to do with pigeons? Have pigeon soup at night?" Zhao Zhu asked.

"Brother Zhao, I prepared this specially for you, think about it, just have a luxury car is not enough, get a few pigeons, when you get to the hotel door, open the cage when you open the door, so that the pigeons are just right Flying out, wow, that scene was absolutely cool, just like in the movie."

Xiong Zhiqi fell into a state of narcissism while talking, while Zhao Zhu looked out the window and had nothing to say.

"Brother Zhao, we left in the city and went back to find our woman." Xiong Zhiqi said again.

"Help me stop at that clubhouse I frequent, and I'll get my hair done."

"okay!"

This is a very high-end celebrity barber club~lightnovelpub.net~Zhao Zhu booked a private room and a hairdresser here last night. At this moment, Zhao Zhu is now being tidied up and laid down by a waiter in the private room. Get ready to wash your hair on an armchair.

The waiter's technique was very good. When washing his hair, he rubbed his hair and scalp, which made people feel very comfortable. Anyway, it was still early, so Zhao Zhu would like to enjoy it for a while. After about ten minutes, Zhao Zhu couldn't help covering his nose with his hand. .

"Sir, is there any problem?" the waiter asked softly.

"Why do you have body odor, and do you have any professional ethics?" Zhao Zhu said dissatisfied.

Hearing Zhao Zhu's words, the waitress, who was still in a drizzle, immediately threw the towel on Zhao Zhu's body, and then said with one hand on her hips:

"Zhao Zhu, my aunt has kindly washed your head for so long, it's fine if you don't say thank you, but you are still taunting me, you are so ignorant, Amitabha, rashly angry, Amitabha, rashly angered. To be continued.)() "Terrorist Web Articles" only represents the views of the author Chunxie Di Xiaolong. If you find that its content violates national laws, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing healthy and green content. Read the platform. 【】,thank you all!