Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

Fu Shengyu spent two hours telling Qingyun that if he felt any discomfort, he must tell her as soon as possible, as he didn't know where the bad habit came from.

"I think it's okay not to go to the hospital for some illnesses, they will get better on their own." Qingyun really couldn't help but sit on the luxurious crocodile leather sofa with a lamb wool blanket in her arms and tell Fu Shengyu that it would be a waste of money to go to the hospital if she felt a little unwell.

Fu Shengyu sneered, "Do you know which disease is easiest to cure?"

Afraid that Qingyun's remarks would leave him speechless, Fu Shengyu asked himself and answered, "The earlier the disease is discovered, the easier it is to cure."

"You could have been cured by taking medicine or getting an injection, but you kept putting it off until you saw a doctor. You will have to stay in the hospital for several days. You can do a lot of things with this time. Even if you waste your time, spend it on things that make you happy."

"I think it will be fine." Qingyun explained weakly.

Fu Shengyu glanced at him coldly and said calmly: "Qingyun will become a very good doctor in the future. It only takes a little time and a little pain to cure the disease."

Qingyun curled up awkwardly after hearing such sarcastic words, and gave a flattering smile, begging to be let go.

Seeing her like this, Fu Shengyu softened his voice, "Qingyun, you are sick and it is really worrying. Auntie and Brother Yin even called to ask about it."

"You always make me feel that I haven't taken good care of you and that you don't trust me."

Qingyun's heart ached at Fu Shengyu's guilty and sad look. There was nothing wrong with him. He was just afraid that he didn't give enough.

"I was wrong. Next time I feel uncomfortable I will tell dad right away." Qingyun blamed herself with tears in her eyes. She just couldn't change the habit she had developed over many years.

In a place where Qingyun couldn't see, Fu Shengyu showed a triumphant smile. How could a child beat an adult?

Fu Shengyu's method of making children who have made mistakes deeply aware of their mistakes is to write a self-criticism. Qingyun dislikes this the most because she basically narrates it orally now, which makes her feel very awkward and pretentious.

It is called writing a self-criticism, but in reality it is just reviewing the past. Fu Shengyu will not reduce a single step and must make sure Qingyun learns the skill of reviewing.

There is a certain threshold to admitting that you have done something wrong. Knowing it is one thing, and saying it out loud is another. She still has some face to save.

Although we often say that we should be able to admit our mistakes and correct them, when it comes down to it, it is enough to just know that we are wrong.

Qingyun accepted it after half an hour of inner struggle. It did have some benefits. She became numb to it after getting used to it. But before, she would have spent weeks in inner struggle.

I feel that children are particularly concerned about face, but then I think they don’t have that many things to give up. After all, they don’t have much, and they are not that excited to achieve a higher level.

It is very unreasonable and inhumane to inform work arrangements half an hour before the end of get off work on New Year's Eve at noon.

Fortunately, Fu Shengyu is the boss and his working hours are not fixed. It is reasonable for him to be ready to work at any time since he earns so much money.

The question is what to eat for the New Year's Eve dinner? Should we set up a pot and put some dishes on it to eat a light hot pot with cordyceps and black chicken soup?

Hotpot can be a separate meal, but it cannot be the entire New Year’s Eve dinner!

There is also good news. In the afternoon, those who had packed up and went back to their homes at the foot of the mountain to prepare for the New Year have returned. Thank God, the uncles and aunts in the cafeteria have also returned.

What Wu Yueqing showed Fu Shengyu was not only the drafted documents that needed stamping, but also the recruitment notice.

Although he no longer does dirty work, so many of his brothers who have followed him need to be arranged new jobs.

Originally, he wanted to arrange for them to work as security guards at the company, but he really didn't need so many people. Now that there is a new opportunity, he must call everyone back to catch up on their knowledge during the New Year period.

He said that people should always learn and improve themselves. If it were the illiterate soldiers in the past, they would have thought that the opportunity would have written "bad luck" on their foreheads.

Now, this annual meeting is the most positive one. The learning atmosphere is so strong that Qingyun was even taken to the cafeteria to practice calligraphy.

Fu Shengyu was particularly happy to see such a thriving and motivated appearance. Fortunately, there were no professional police academy students at this time, and most of the policemen were retired soldiers who changed their jobs.

In another decade or so, there will be no such good thing. It was made clear that even Lin Song, who could not read a single word, patiently read the internal test points word by word.

Fu Shengyu was somewhat helpless. Wasn't Lin Song arranged to be his bodyguard? If he was so motivated and really passed the exam, what would he do if he found out that his salary was cut?

Fang Cheng was assigned to the company's management. He was very capable and learned things quickly. Since Lin Song wanted to improve too much, he could only tutor him slowly.

Fu Shengyu's appointment letter came on the first day of work after the new year. The first thing the new official did after taking office was to go to Jingzhou for training.

Qingyun wants to go to Jingzhou for another physical examination. Although Qingyun doesn't think it has any other use, Fu Shengyu strongly requests it, so let's go.

But obviously Fu Shengyu couldn't take leave for training, nor could he accompany his child for a physical examination. Fortunately, He Gu took Qingyun with him and Wen Geyin's relationship, so they finished checking all the projects in two days.

He is indeed physically and mentally healthy, so Fu Shengyu can finally rest assured.

But it was quite boring for Fu Shengyu to stay in the hotel every day while he went to train Qingyun. He Gu's new task was to take Qingyun to various scenic spots in Jingzhou and send the photos to Fu Shengyu after the training.

At the beginning of February, the test results of Fengzhou Customs Branch came out. Nine people from Fufeng Fort were hired, among which Fang Cheng was the first, and Lin Song was nowhere to be found.

The job required five years of service, and Fang Cheng felt like the sky was falling. It only took one test to go from a monthly salary of 30,000 to 3,000.

His hands were shaking when he signed the contract, and he could only comfort himself that he would get a raise in the future.

When Lin Song came out, he took the contract and looked at it. He looked at Fang Cheng in confusion and asked, "How come the salary for such an amazing job is not even a fraction of what you had before?"

Seeing Fang Cheng didn't say anything, he asked stupidly, "Did you make a mistake? Why is your salary so much lower than mine?"

Unable to bear it any longer, Fang Cheng grabbed Lin Song's collar and dragged him into the car, closed the door and sped away, scaring Lin Song so much that he hurriedly fastened his seat belt.

Lin Song must have done it on purpose. Fang Cheng thought that he said it was great to be an official, and then said that he didn't think he could pass the exam and asked if he could accompany him to take the exam.

Okay, okay, now it’s all right. He got first place in any test. Fang Cheng just can’t understand what those people’s brains are for?

Like Lin Song, is he good at nothing but violence and silly laughter to make people happy?

If it continues like this, it's almost over.

It's such a good job! After working for a few years, he will be transferred to Fuyao Media as a senior executive. He won't have to worry about his future for the rest of his life!

Lin Song stole a glance at Fang Cheng's face for a long time, and finally whispered, "Don't worry about the low salary. I will give all my salary to you in the future."

After hearing this, the accelerator was stepped on again, and Fang Cheng shouted fiercely: "Shut up!"

At the next intersection, they were stopped by the police for speeding and had to pay a fine.