The Richest Man Yang Fei

The Rolls-Royce drove slowly into the gate of the elementary school.

Jiang Xiaojia attended a well-known elementary school in the city. Many people in the city are proud of sending their children to study here. In fact, all the people who can come to this elementary school to study in this elementary school are respectable people in the city.

However, there are not many people who drive to hold parent meetings. A car is tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, and ordinary families can’t afford it. The best car Yang Fei has seen costs about 200,000 Jetta, the others are compact cars worth tens of thousands of dollars.

As soon as Yang Fei got out of the car, he saw a chubby fat man coming down from a Xiali car next to him.

The fat man glanced at Yang Fei's Rolls Royce and said thoughtfully: "Are you Mr. Yang Fei?"

Yang Fei said, "This is Yang Fei, who are you?"

"Hello, hello." The fat man said cheerfully, "I am the deputy director of the Southern District Public Security Bureau. My name is Guo Bingshan. We had a meeting this morning and mentioned you, Mr. Yang! So I took a look at the car you drove. , I know it’s you. You are in such a luxurious car in the whole province! You see, I drive this car, the Xiali for tens of thousands of dollars, or the company’s bus."

Yang Fei shook hands with him and said with a smile: "Happy meeting."

Guo Bingshan asked, "Mr. Yang, what are you doing in this school?"

Yang Fei said: "Come to have a parent meeting."

Guo Bingshan stunned: "Mr. Yang, you? Do you have younger brothers and sisters going to school here?"

Yang Fei smiled and said: "A friend's daughter, whose family is absent, I will come to the meeting instead of them."

Guo Bingshan asked which class he was in. Coincidentally, his son and Jiang Xiaojia were in the same class.

The two chatted and entered the classroom.

Jiang Xiaojia saw Yang Fei coming in, waved her hand happily, and shouted again: "Brother Yang Fei!"

"Xiaojia!" Yang Fei smiled and walked over, sitting in her seat, "What kind of parent meeting do you hold at this time? What is the main talk?"

Jiang Xiaojia said: "I don't know! When the teacher comes, you can ask him!"

Yang Fei snorted.

Parents had meetings in the classroom, and the children ran to the playground to play.

Guo Bingshan came over and asked, "Mr. Yang, are you here for Jiang Ting's meeting?"

Yang Fei said, thinking that it is not unusual for Guo Bingshan to know Jiang Ziqiang's daughter.

Guo Bingshan paid another layer of respect to Yang Fei.

Being able to replace Jiang Ziqiang to hold a parent-teacher meeting for his daughter shows that Yang Fei and Jiang's friendship are extraordinary!

Guo Bingshan said: "Mr. Yang, have tea together when you have time."

Yang Fei smiled and agreed.

As soon as the teacher comes in, the parent meeting begins.

The parent conferences in schools are similar, but poor schools may not hold a parent conference every six years; ordinary schools hold a parent conference once a year; good schools can hold two parent conferences in a semester.

Jiang Xiaojia's school held two parent conferences every semester.

What the teacher talks about is nothing more than tuition and fees, academic performance and the like.

Each parent paid fifty yuan for miscellaneous expenses, and listened to many idioms about school-to-home exchanges and emphasis on education.

To Yang Fei's gratification, Jiang Xiaojia performed very well in school, and received the teacher's award for both academic performance and classroom performance.

The parent meeting ended after more than an hour.

Before leaving, the teacher asked: "Who are Jiang Xiaojia's parents?"

Yang Fei was about to leave, and raised his hand upon hearing the words: "I am."

"Please stay, other parents can leave." The teacher said.

Yang Fei stayed.

When the other parents were gone, the teacher said to Yang Fei alone: ​​"Are you Jiang Xiaojia's brother? This is the first time I saw you."

Yang Fei snorted.

The teacher said: "That's it. Xiaojia has a good grades and is very disciplined. There is the same thing. We are very worried about being teachers."

Yang Fei thought to himself, a little girl, what can the teacher worry about? Then patiently listened to him.

"Xiaojia has a tendency to fall in love." The teacher said this with a serious face, and almost didn't start Yang Fei.

"What?" Yang Fei said silently, "Puppy love? Isn't that impossible? How old is she? She doesn't have a child at age ten!"

The teacher said: "Yes, this is what I worry about the most."

Yang Fei pondered: "Teacher, if you say so, what must be discovered?"

The teacher took out a small textbook with the words composition written on it, and handed it to Yang Fei: "This is her book. Fortunately, I saw it. Otherwise, who would believe that a few-year-old girl actually has a crush Object?"

Yang Fei still didn't believe it, so he took it and turned over a few pages.

The teacher said: "This is probably Xiaojia's diary. It was accepted as a text by the representative of the Chinese class."

Yang Fei looked at it and said, "It's okay? It's all trivia in life."

The teacher turned to the last few pages and said, "Look here. What did she write?"

Yang Fei took a quick look.

The teacher stood by, pointing to the words on the book, and said: "Look, at night, I am very scared. I got into the arms of my eldest brother, and the eldest brother held me, and I put my face on his hot body and listened. With his strong heartbeat, I am not afraid. Look, is this something a child should write?"

Yang Fei was taken aback, and then laughed: "Teacher, you misunderstood. I think this date was written yesterday. I know what happened. The big brother Xiaojia wrote is me~www.ltnovel.com~ His grandfather passed away, and his parents went back to her hometown for funerals. That’s why I took care of her. She had nightmares at night after seeing her grandpa’s death. After returning from the hospital, she dreamed of the dead grandpa. She said she had a ghost in her dream. So I was afraid. I held her and she slept peacefully."

The teacher said, "So it's like this! Fortunately, it was a false alarm. I thought..."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Anyway, I want to thank you. This kind of thing is really not to be underestimated. You are good at teaching Chinese. Xiaojia is so young and can write such a good diary. Where's the great writer!"

The teacher said, "Yeah, yeah, especially for good seedlings like Xiaojia. Our school and teachers attach great importance to it. The father of President Wan has passed away? It is really good that Xiaojia can continue to study. Up."

Yang Fei thought to himself, this teacher must know Jiang Xiaojia's parents' occupation, but that's nothing.

After chatting with the teacher a few words, Yang Fei left.

When I came to the car, I saw that Guo Bingshan hadn't left yet, so he seemed to be waiting for himself.

Sure enough, when Guo Bingshan saw Yang Fei approaching, he greeted him and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, there is nothing wrong with Xiaojia, right?"

Yang Fei said, "It's okay."

Guo Bingshan rubbed his hands and smiled: "Children's education is really a big problem! Well, Mr. Yang, it is better to meet by chance, please have a cup of tea!"

Yang Fei thought, thinking that the police station where his father was located happened to be in charge of Guo Bingshan. Although Guo Bingshan's position is not high, he is not as good as the county magistrate. It is better to find other people to do things with him. He came cleanly and nodded immediately: "I Just want to invite Guo Ju to enjoy his face and have a cup of tea!"

When Guo Bingshan heard this, his face was immediately radiant, and he smiled: "Mr. Yang, please!"

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