In-house help system

As soon as the story started, the tall man, the pair of ponytails and the little fat man came back. Seeing Ji Wenliang telling a story, they rushed over one after another.

Ji Wenliang looked at the little boy sitting next to him, and then at the three people.

According to the little fat man, this little boy probably has no mother since he was born.

Judging from the little boy's performance, one can tell that he usually doesn't have many friends.

Without the care of my mother and the company of my peers, it is indeed a bit pitiful.The world is so big, and I have never met him before, and I am afraid that I will never see him again after we leave the coffee shop.

Might as well help him as much as possible.

He made some calculations in his mind, looked at the three people, and said slowly: "It's fine to listen to the story, but we have to listen to it together."

"We can listen together." The tall man spoke first.

"I... I can do it too." Seeing that the tall man with two ponytails had spoken, he replied timidly.

Seeing that his partners agreed, the little fat man sat down even though he was not reconciled.

Then Ji Wenliang's gentle voice sounded again.

In a corner of the coffee shop, four children surrounded a boy who was slightly older than them, listening to the story quietly, forming a beautiful scenery, and passers-by smiled knowingly when they saw it.

"After the dove sang, it flew forward and landed on Cinderella's right shoulder. They walked towards the palace together."

After the story was finished, Ji Wenliang closed the book, raised his head, and saw four pairs of eyes staring at him without blinking.

"Poor Cinderella," said the tall one.

"Yes, yes, Cinderella's stepmother is terrible." Twintails whispered.

Ji Wenliang smiled and asked, "If you were Cinderella's stepmother, would you like Cinderella to attend the prince's ball?"

All four were silent.

After coming over for a while, the little fat man shook his head.Said: "I don't want to either."

"why?"

"If Cinderella goes to the ball, she will fall in love with the prince, then my child will have no chance to be with the prince."

The tall man and the two ponytails thought it made sense and nodded.

Seeing that the little boy didn't speak, Ji Wenliang asked him, "What do you think?"

The little boy thought for a while, tilted his head and said, "Is it right for the stepmother to do this?"

Ji Wenliang patted the little boy's head, but didn't answer his question directly, but instead asked: "Although the stepmother prevented Cinderella from going to the ball, Cinderella finally went and became the prince's dance partner. Why?"

"I know, I know!" The little fat man immediately raised his hand, for fear that others would answer before him, "Because of the help of godmother."

"And pigeons."

"And hazel."

"Godmother, Dove, and Hazel help Cinderella, and get no good, so why should they?"

"Because they're friends."

"Do you want more friends, or a terrible stepmother?" Ji Wenliang asked.

"Of course they are friends!" The three replied in unison.

"But how do you find friends?"

Several people fell silent again.

After a while, the tall man replied thoughtfully: "I think we have to treat Cinderella like a godmother, so that we can make friends. In this way, if I encounter difficulties, friends will help me."

The tall man said exactly what Ji Wenliang was thinking.

"So," he held the little boy's hand and looked at the three children, "would you like to be friends?"

No one spoke.

After a while, the tall man said to the little boy, "Are you really a villain?"

Ji Wenliang felt the little boy's body tremble and held his hand tightly.

"What is an evil spirit?" asked the two ponytails.

Ji Wenliang thought it over and said: "Like the stepmother in the Cinderella story, bullying others." After answering, he turned his head, looked at the little boy, and asked in as gentle a tone as possible: "Have you ever bullied others like a stepmother? ?"

"I...I didn't." The little boy lowered his head.

Upon hearing such an answer, the tall man said, "Then I would like to be your friend."

"I... I am willing too." The twin tails followed closely behind.

"Okay then," the little fat man took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, as if he was a little embarrassed, "Hey, here's the chocolate, we...we are friends too."

Ji Wenliang was also very happy to see the result he wanted.

Several people played for a while, and when it was time for the banquet, the three children were taken away.

Ji Wenliang told another story to the little boy, and the little boy's housekeeper was found.

"So it's here, oh, I'm looking for the young master."

The housekeeper was dressed in a suit, and although he was old, he was very energetic. He thanked Ji Wenliang and took the little boy away.

Ji Wenliang watched the little boy being pulled forward by the housekeeper, turning his head every step, and found it amusing. He smiled and waved to him, "Goodbye."

At this time, the little boy stopped suddenly, raised his head and said to the housekeeper, "Wait a minute." Then he ran towards Ji Wenliang with his little legs kicking.

He raised his head, looked at Ji Wenliang expectantly with a pair of dark and bright eyes, and asked, "You... would you like to be my friend?"

"Ding! The protagonist asks you a question: Are you willing to be friends with me? We are searching for alternative answers for you... The search is over, please choose: A. yes; B. not willing"

"The risk is being estimated for you... The estimate is complete: after choosing A, the world stability value will increase to 60%; after choosing B, the world stability value will decrease to 10%, please choose carefully."

A series of system prompts sounded in his head, Ji Wenliang looked at the little boy in front of him, and was stunned, this is the male lead?

Feeling the male lead tugging at the corner of his clothes, he recovered from his stupefaction, and replied in a daze; "Wish...yes."

Ji Wenliang's side is still in the shock of seeing the protagonist for the first time, but Ji's father has already started busy work.

"Old Ji, how is your son?" Everyone in the back kitchen knew that Ji Wenliang fell into the lake in the park half a month ago and was hospitalized, so Lao Ji asked for a few days off.

"Very good, what can a boy do?" Ji's father replied while pouring oil into the pot.

I don't know if he was frightened, but Ji's father always felt that Ji Wenliang had changed a lot since he fell into the water, he was not as naughty as before, and he actually helped him clean up the room, which was unthinkable before.

"Oh, you, you really should find another one."

Ji's father smiled wryly and put the dishes in the pot into exquisite plates, and did not answer any more.

Ji's father and Ji's mother have always had a good relationship, but who would have thought that Ji's mother had breast cancer when Ji Wenliang was eight years old.

The doctor said that an operation would cost nearly [-] yuan, but when Ji's mother's illness was discovered, it was already at an advanced stage. Even if the operation was successful, the possibility of recurrence after the operation was extremely high.

Ji's father sat on the steps in front of the hospital and smoked all night. The ash and cigarette butts fell all over the floor. Watching the moon gradually disappear and the sun emerge from the east, he finally stood up and walked towards the train station.

He returned to his hometown, sold the house left to them by his parents at a low price, and scraped together the money for the operation.

But Ji Mu still left.

Father Ji was decadent for a while, drinking all day long.Later, the police from the street police station found him and said that Ji Wenliang fought with several children and beat a seven-year-old child to the hospital.

Ji's father went to the police station to collect people, and when he saw Ji Wenliang sitting on the bench with a bruised nose and swollen face, he finally remembered the child he hadn't paid attention to for a long time.

From that day on, he cheered up again, found a good job with his good craftsmanship, and spent time taking care of his children every day.

It was okay when he was in school, and he was disciplined by a teacher, but when the winter and summer vacations were over, he started to worry.

At first, Ji Wenliang was placed at home, but who knew that Ji Wenliang would always sneak out to play, and almost killed him.Only then did Ji's father decide to take him with him at work, which is better than him sneaking out, but this is not a long-term solution.

Ji's father didn't think about marrying again, but he was afraid that the child would be wronged.But now, there is no need to consider finding someone who can take care of Ji Wenliang.

"Old Ji, the manager asked you to go to the office!" The voice from the kitchen door interrupted Father Ji's train of thought.

"Hey, good." Ji's father hurriedly wiped his hands and left the kitchen.

The manager's office of the catering department is on the second floor, not far from the kitchen. Ji's father went up the stairs, wandered to the office, and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

He pushed open the door of the office and saw the manager sitting on the sofa drinking tea with a guest.

The guest was about 50 years old, wearing a black suit, half-white hair, combed meticulously, and looked very serious.Ji's father didn't dare to look any further, he bowed to the manager, "Manager, are you looking for me?"

"Old Ji, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Chen, the housekeeper of the Feng family."

"Hello, Mr. Chen." Father Ji shook hands with Mr. Chen.

There are many people with the surname Feng in City B, but there is only one Feng family. This is something that ordinary people like Father Ji know.

The Feng family, Feng Jinsong, was a penniless kid who could only write codes ten years ago. He came to City B to start a business by himself, but he established his own Internet company in just three years.

At the beginning, it was just an online game business, and then gradually expanded to online video, online training, and online sales.

After marrying another business family, her strength has greatly increased, and now she is starting to enter the real estate industry.

But how could the butler of the Feng family find him?Father Ji was puzzled.

Soon, Mr. Chen answered his questions.

He was dizzy at first, but then he gradually understood.

After Feng Jinsong's wife passed away, he left behind a child. Although he was taken care of by a housekeeper, he was rarely accompanied by peers.

Today Feng Rui, the only son of the Feng family, came to the banquet, met Ji Wenliang, and had a good time with Ji Wenliang.It would be a good thing if there was a child who could stay with Feng Rui all the time. The housekeeper asked Feng Jinsong for instructions. At this time, Feng Jinsong was developing a new market in S City, but he just let the housekeeper figure it out.

"So, I would like to invite Mr. Ji to work as a chef at Feng's house and take your children with him." Steward Chen took a sip of tea calmly, "Don't worry, we will provide your children with the best education and fully respect the All his choices."

"This..." After receiving so much information, Ji's father has not yet reacted.

"You don't need to give me the answer now, and you also need to discuss it with the child." Chen Butler said methodically, handed him a business card, and said goodbye.

At night, Ji's father took Ji Wenliang home in a daze.

"Dad, Dad? What's wrong with you?" Ji Wenliang was a little worried when he saw his father holding the bowl and chopsticks in a daze.

"Son, did you meet someone from the Feng family today?"

Ji Wenliang was taken aback, wondering if the male lead had made any moves, so he nodded.

Father Ji told Ji Wenliang about Steward Chen's visit to him in the afternoon.

"Son," Ji's father asked nervously, "what do you think?"

Ji's father saw that Ji Wenliang lowered his head, and thought that he was unwilling. Also, he had rarely disciplined Ji Wenliang in the past two years. He had already played wild, and it was really embarrassing for him to accompany a child.

Father Ji hurriedly said: "Son, if you don't want to, we won't..."

"I am willing," Ji Wenliang raised his head and looked at Ji's father calmly, "wouldn't Dad be less tired in this way? And he could make more money. Wouldn't I also be able to learn more?"

More importantly, my first task is to maintain the plot.

Ji Wenliang sighed silently in his heart.

Moreover, that child...does need to be accompanied by someone.

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Note: "The Story of Cinderella" comes from a teaching case in an American primary school.