Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

"They said they wanted to do charity work with us, and they gave the children something to eat, as well as books and computer equipment. I can't refuse, no."

The assistant director scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled foolishly.

The two directors are dedicated to public welfare, and they don't understand the world so well. Naturally, they are not very smooth in dealing with things. The only thing they want is not to offend others.

Jiang Zitong sat there without expressing her opinion, just playing with her fingers. It's better not to mess with this kind of thing, maybe she was brought in by Luo Mingqiu through a relationship, so be careful.

Speaking of this, Lolita Xiaomeng naturally couldn't say anything more, after all, they brought resources, but she didn't bring anything.

After the break, everyone returned to the classroom and continued the class. Jiang Zitong was contracted for an art class. After all, it was something related to his major, so it was easy to teach.

In order for the children to better observe the painted scenery, Jiang Zitong's art class is basically arranged for outdoor gatherings.

In fact, she wants the children to better understand their living environment and love their hometown more. Even if they are promising in the future, they will miss their hometown.

Each artist has a photographer to follow the shoot, and the two directors either went around the village to shoot material, or they were on various ways to go.

When I came back, I was always covered in dust and occasionally injured, which was quite unfortunate.

Two days later, the entertainer from Gasser appeared, and unexpectedly, it was Jiang Yurou!

And the person who accompanied her was actually Guan Yan?

"Director Cen, I'm sorry to trouble you, this is our company's new artist, come here to learn and learn." Guan Yan introduced to the director with a smile, and then said to Jiang Yurou, "Yurou, this is Cen Director, I will ask him to take care of you recently."

"Director Cen, please take care of me."

Jiang Yurou pinched her throat and said sweetly, Jiang Zitong had goosebumps all over her body.

"It should be, it should be, I haven't come yet and I would like to thank Ms. Guan for sponsoring this charity event."

"It's just a small matter within its capabilities. What's more, the Guan Group pays attention to public welfare all the year round, so it should help."

After a brief exchange of greetings, everyone performed their duties, only Jiang Yurou had just arrived, and she didn't know what she was going to do, so she wandered around.

Director Cen asked her to help the principal to sort out the books sent by Xiaguan's family. At first she was willing to put on a show, but within half an hour, she felt bored and quit.

The principal knew that Jiang Yurou was sent by the boss of the big group, so he didn't dare to offend her and let her go away.

Jiang Zitong just finished class and was about to go back to the office for a sip of tea, but saw the principal tidying up books in the shabby library alone, so he asked casually, "Where's Jiang Yurou? Why didn't she help you tidy up?"

The principal didn't know the relationship between Jiang Zitong and Jiang Yurou, so he tried his best to explain: "Miss Jiang said that the air here is a bit stuffy, and she wants to go for a walk, maybe she will be back soon."

Jiang Zitong nodded: "Then I'll look for it. She just arrived and is not very familiar with our school. It would be bad if she got lost."

"That's a good relationship. Ms. Jiang, you should be careful yourself." After finishing speaking, the headmaster chuckled to himself, "It's a coincidence that you both have the surname Jiang. I'm afraid you might get confused."

"It's okay, you can call me Zitong, it's still kind."

"Success, that's it."

After leaving the library, Jiang Zitong put away his smile and turned a little serious. After turning a few corners near the school, he found Jiang Yurou lying on a hammock taking a nap on a small hill.

Jiang Zitong stepped forward, kicked up without saying a word, and Jiang Yurou fell off the hammock. Unfortunately, she was face down and gnawed a mouthful of mud.

"Who doesn't have eyes? Didn't you see anyone here?" Jiang Yurou struggled to get up, wiped the mud from her mouth, and cursed, "I don't know who I am? Is it because I have a bad brain? Is it all waste gas? Or IQ for dogs?"

In the end, when she saw that it was Jiang Zitong, Jiang Yurou's tone became strange: "Oh, who did I think it was? It turned out to be my dear cousin. Why are you pretending to be the Holy Mother here? Who are you pretending to be?"