Do you have a lot of question marks, Mr.

Zhang's father looked up at Wu Zui for a while, Wu Zui looked at the man's eyes from fear, to pretending to be calm, and finally to calmness, to contempt.

This little eye is quite rich.Wu Zui hadn't seen President Ba's three-point indifference, three-point sneer, and four-point carelessness fan-shaped statistical eyes, but he didn't expect to see other things in advance.

"I don't argue with people who are not qualified." Father Zhang carried a chair to the side, sat down calmly, put the briefcase beside the chair, and flipped through the child's test paper.

no quality?

Who is incompetent?

Although the fist was itchy, Wu Zui held it back.

This is a classroom, and there are so many children. Although violence is a way to solve problems, Mu Shangxing's previous actions have had a deep impact on Wu Zui.

If Mu Shangxing wanted to engage in violence, Wu Zui felt that few people could beat him, but Mu Shangxing slapped Mu Chenjiu on the back of the head with a stone in desperation, except for these two things, Wu Zui never I have seen what problems Mu Shangxing used violence to solve.

Even for Baiying, Mu Shangxing chose to punish her through legal means.

Mu Shangxing has become a father, and he wants to set a good example for his son and not get his hands dirty, so what about himself?

Even the coach has said that subduing the enemy without fighting is a high-level operation.

"The next thing is the grades of other students in our class. I won't read them one by one here." The head teacher projected the grades in the form of a table with a multimedia device.

"Generally speaking, our class has an advantage in mathematics. This time we got the first place in the grade, but our English still needs to be improved. Chinese..."

"crash"

There was the sound of flipping the test paper loudly from the back of the classroom, which was very clear in the quiet classroom.

The head teacher paused, "The language of our class..."

"Brush la la"

Many children and parents turned their heads and saw Zhang Yunfei's father shaking the child's test paper.

"It's full of rubber crumbs." Zhang's father frowned, "Doesn't the teacher know how to teach children good study habits?"

The head teacher came down from the podium and took the test paper from the man's hand, "I'm sorry Zhang Yunfei, father, please read your child's test paper slowly after the parent meeting is over."

The class teacher turned around and put the collected test papers on Zhang Yunfei's desk.

"A teacher in a small school, so amazing?" Dad Zhang mocked in a low voice, looking at the head teacher's back with disgust.

The children stared at Zhang's father for a while, and then glared at Zhang Yunfei, who was proud of his father's behavior, with fierce eyes.Wu Zui understood at a glance that although the head teacher was young, he had a childlike heart.

The class teacher finally continued to talk, but obviously not as happy and full as before. The children listened carefully, and the parents kept quiet. They clapped when it was time to applaud, which was very cooperative with the class teacher.

The middle class teacher also asked outstanding students in various subjects to stand up and share their experience, let parents share their experience in educating their children, and asked parents to stand up by themselves and talk about their children's strengths and how they were cultivated.

This is different from Wu Zui's parent meeting at that time. The parent meeting at that time was simply a sex meeting. Sometimes radical parents would criticize their children's bad habits at home in front of the whole class and parents. Some children were said to be unable to lift their heads on the spot, and some children cried directly, and they were not allowed to be held by their parents when they left.

And now this method of looking for the advantages of the child and praising it in public is really very popular with Wu Zui.

So when the head teacher asked the parents to praise the child, Wu Zui immediately raised his hand, expressing that he had something to say.

The homeroom teacher noticed Wu Zui, smiled and asked Wu Zui to stand up and share.

"I'm brother Lu Wei." Wu Zui looked at Xiaowei with a smile on his face. Seeing Wu Zui stand up, Lu Wei lowered his head shyly, almost burying his head in his pocket on the table.

"Lu Wei is a very sensible child with great self-control." Wu Zui began to blow rainbow farts, "He is usually at home, and Lu Wei helps adults with work, and outside, he is a good person and good deed. He is very responsible and polite Knowing honor and disgrace is better than some adults do."

The homeroom teacher glanced at Zhang Yunfei's father's livid face and smiled, "Then can you tell me how you usually educate your children?"

"I met Lu Wei late. In his previous life, I never appeared. But in the days to come, I will be someone he can rely on." Wu Zui looked at Xiaowei with a firm tone.

Lu Wei turned her head to look at Wu Zui, blinking her eyes a little shyly.

"When it comes to educating children, I have a word, which is "trust." Wu Zui stared forward and began to babble, "We all came from children and know the difficulties of being children. Especially now that the times are different, children are in contact with more , much happier, but also more troubles.

As a novice parent, I want to do my best to give my child a warm place.There he has privacy, he can temporarily forget his troubles, let him feel safe in that small world, no matter how stormy it is outside, he can curl up here to get comfort, he can lick his wounds, and temporarily show a smiling face.

But the reality is that we often deprive them of their rights in the name of protection, and reveal their privacy in full view.

Rather than talking about love, it is better to say that it satisfies our desire for control. Children are also people with independent personalities. Don’t they deserve privacy and our trust? "

Feeling a bit off topic, Wu Zui lowered his head and coughed twice, slowing down his tone, "I gave Lu Wei a mobile phone because I believe in his self-control, and I believe he will use the mobile phone to do the right thing.

I believe that if he can't control himself and is addicted to games or other things, he will consciously teach me to keep his mobile phone and take it back when he calms down and needs it, or ask me to buy him a mobile phone with only communication function also can.

It's just a small thing, maybe not that scientific yet.But I think this can reflect our attitude. Only when we trust our children can the child trust us, share his little secrets, and make some complaints. Maybe we can get to know them better and protect our children better through these. "

After fully demonstrating his eloquence and ability to babble, Wu Zui sat down amidst applause.

"Thank you Brother Lu Wei for sharing your experience." The homeroom teacher smiled, "It is true that trusting children is very important, and the discipline of children must be based on trust, so that we can..."

"If trust is useful, why do we need the law?" Zhang's father looked at Wu Zui, sneering, "A child who is not yet an adult, how can he have self-control and what can he understand? They are all full of nonsense, are they worthy of being trusted?"

Wu Zui turned his head and looked at Father Zhang.

"If you have any good ideas, why don't you stand up and say it?" a parent said.

The man immediately stood up, and with a pretentious gesture, swept the folds of his suit.

"I'm the media group of the Mu's Group's Propaganda Department. I'm in charge of the VI system platform. You may not understand what this is. Anyway, it's very important to an enterprise." Father Zhang glanced at the parents below. .

Wu Zui didn't even bother to roll his eyes at this person, so he opened the notepad and wrote down the media group of the Propaganda Department, the person in charge of the VI system platform, right?

"Trust, in essence, is the basis of trading and exchange, but the premise is that the child understands the value of exchange, right? For example, I told Zhang Yunfei that as long as you are in the top five in the test class, Dad will buy you a large round of [-] yuan. Ball space-time shuttle wall toy."

Hearing this, Zhang Yunfei straightened his back even more triumphantly.

"What is a small exam in the fifth grade of a child? He doesn't understand what seventeen thousand is. Although it is one percent of my annual salary, everyone understands that seventeen thousand is a month's salary for ordinary families like you. The income is not worth spending on toys.”

Zhang Yunfei turned his head blankly, looking at his righteous father.

"I will use the money to transfer the child to another school so that he can receive a better education. Although I have broken my promise, he will know when he grows up that his current thinking is very naive and superficial. What Dad did is right. A farsighted deal." The man is very confident.

Wu Zui frowned when he heard this. This is showing off, criticizing the child for being naive and superficial in public, and saying "you don't understand", "ordinary family", and "one percent of the annual salary".

"If you don't buy it, what will you promise your child? Will you set up a memorial archway?" A parent shot back.

"People have to be trustworthy, right? If you are like this, what is the difference between what you say and fart?"

"Although I only earn more than 3000 a month, I will not lie to my children. Since I have promised, I should fulfill it!"

"Frog at the bottom of the well." Zhang's father couldn't open his mouth when he was stunned by all the parents, and looked at the parents below with contempt, "This is why I can earn a million, but you can only earn three thousand!"

Five thousand, Wu Zui retorted silently in his heart.

"Daddy Zhang Yunfei, please sit down." The head teacher suppressed his displeasure, and quickly carried out the rest of the session, and finally left half an hour earlier than other classes.

The homeroom teacher finally left seven or eight parents to talk, and Wu Zui was one of them.

"Your brother is really talented in learning. I hope you can let him concentrate on his studies and not delay his studies because of family reasons." The young female head teacher talked about Lu Wei with a soft voice.

"Of course." Wu Zui nodded, "I will help Lu Wei, let him study hard, and have no worries."

"I was always worried about Lu Wei. He never said that he was a difficult child. He asked me for help and wanted to rent a house. I ran a lot of places, but I couldn't find a suitable one. But now it seems that he is very lucky to meet you .” The homeroom teacher smiled at Wu Zui.

"Lu Wei is lucky to have a teacher like you." Wu Zui scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Did I talk too much today?"

"I believe you also sent it because of your feelings." The head teacher said euphemistically, Brother Lu Wei, you really talk a lot, are you a cross talk student?

Wu Zui led Lu Wei out of the teaching building and drove to the parking lot. The car had just left the parking lot and was about to merge into the traffic flow when a silver-gray BMW suddenly drove up from the non-motorized lane next to it, rubbing against Wu Zui's car.As soon as he stepped on the brakes, Wu Zui leaned forward suddenly due to inertia, and Wu Zui immediately turned to look at Lu Wei's situation. The child was holding his schoolbag and hiccupped as he was strangled by the seat belt.

Wu Zui lost his temper, got out of the car without saying a word, knocked on the window of the BMW car, the window slowly lowered, Wu Zui saw Zhang Yunfei who was sitting in the co-pilot, and the driver was his dad who worked in the Mu Group.

"Are you blind?" Wu Zui laughed back angrily, and had already started to roll up his sleeves.

"I know your family is in trouble." Zhang's father smiled triumphantly, and took out a stack of RMB from the briefcase next to him, "I am helping you."

"Who told you that Lao Tzu's family is difficult?" Wu Zui was puzzled, Mu's family is difficult?

"I saw it." Zhang Yunfei pointed to Lu Wei, "Lu Wei is a junk collector, I saw him picking up empty bottles!"

Zhang's father smiled mockingly, "No wonder you did so well in the exam. You are so poor, why did you tell other parents that you are in the Mu Group? Are you worthy?"

"Come on, you come down first." Wu Zui waved, remembering the principle of defeating others without fighting, "Let's get out of the car and talk about it."

"With someone like you, do I need to get out of the car?" Father Zhang still remembered Wu Zui's height, took out another wad of money from his handbag, and patted Wu Zui's chest with the money, "Take it and get out."

Wu Zui took the money, reached into the car and opened the door, before the man could react, Wu Zui had already squeezed and sat next to him, with a sinister smile on his face.

"You're from the Propaganda Department, right?"

Zhang's father was squeezed so hard that he was about to sit in the co-pilot, looked at Wu Zui, and nodded calmly.

"Do you still remember that some time ago, the personnel department transferred a lot of people?"

Father Zhang looked at Wu Zui vigilantly, "How do you know?"

"Since you know about this, you should know how it happened." Wu Zui smiled grimly, "Don't embarrass a little intern, he is the younger brother of President Su, right?"

The man's face suddenly turned gray.

"I still remember the person who was beaten at that time, who is Dong Lin, right?" Wu Zui sat closer to the man, "Do you know why I beat her, and how many others?"

The man was short of breath, fixedly staring at Wu Zui, the more he looked, the more he looked like the man in the video at that time!

That incident at that time led to a major change in the personnel department, and several supervisors were transferred away, not to mention that I was a small person in charge!

"Here." Wu Zui handed the money to the man, "It's good to understand, I don't want to do anything today, you take the money yourself, slap yourself a few times, I'll see if it's real money."

The man lowered his head and struggled with the money for a long time, then began to hold the money and slapped his face one by one. After a while, the man's face was red from the money, and the swollen area was square in the shape of the money.

Zhang Yunfei tremblingly picked up his cell phone and wanted to make a call, but Lu Wei quietly stood in front of the other side of the car window, looking at Zhang Yunfei.

"What do you want to do?"

The sudden sound made Zhang Yunfei's hands tremble in fright, and the phone dropped and slid under the seat.

"If you want to learn from your father, you will only be drawn." Lu Wei said in a steady tone, "Do you want to learn from him?"

Zhang Yunfei tightened his legs and shook his head in fear.

The phone rang, and Wu Zui took the banknote from the man's hand, frowning slightly, "My car is scratched, is that all?"

"More, more!" With a swollen face, the man hurriedly rummaged through the briefcase, and handed out two more stacks.

"That's about the same." Wu Zui finally got up from the BMW and unlocked the phone with his fingerprint.

A text message from Uplink Baby.

"Are you hungry?"

Wu Zui looked around, and the wine-red Aston Martin not far away was very eye-catching.

Replying to the text message happily, Wu Zui handed the money to Lu Wei, "Little Tail, click on it, my brother treats you to dinner today."

Lu Wei began to count the money without saying a word, and Wu Zui took Lu Weiyi close to Mr. Mu's car while deliberately interfering with him, "32, 38, 49."

Seeing that Lu Wei didn't respond and continued to count money, Wu Zui yelled in surprise, "Look, little tail, there's a plane!"

Lu Wei bowed her head and nodded, unmoved.

Wu Zui didn't believe in evil, and shook his hands in front of Lu Wei's eyes, but Lu Wei still counted the money normally without any disturbance.

Wu Zui now truly believes that Mu Shangxing and Lu Wei will have a certain immunity to psychological cues. For people like them who are determined and unaffected by external factors, Bai Ying's means of dealing with herself may not be enough for them watch.

Sitting in Mr. Mu's car, Wu Zui asked the driver to help send the scratched car to repair, and he kicked the accelerator to take the big and small to eat.

"I'm treating you today, so you don't have to be polite." Wu Zui had cash in his hand, and he was right in his heart.

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