Report to the president, your actor has run away again

However, at this time, Fu Xin not only didn't want to hear anything, he even wanted to hit someone a little bit.

"Mr. Fu, listen to me. It's like this. In the small playground this afternoon, the children in several classes were playing well. Tang Yixin suddenly pushed a child from the preschool class to the ground, and another child came to pull him. , he beat his two children..."

Hearing this, Fu Xin snorted coldly, and saw him holding the baby in one hand and pocketing in the other, like a cold and heartless dad.

"Two preschoolers bullied my son together. They were too good to be beaten by my son. Do you want to blame my son for his excellent genes?!"

What Fu Xin said sounds quite unreasonable, but in fact...

It's also really unreasonable.

But it's a fact that the two preschools combined haven't beat the big class of Sugar Bowl. Teacher Qin has also seen the two children who were beaten, and they are all sturdier than Sugar Bowl.

But a high force value doesn't mean anything, this parent!

Teacher Qin was tired, and she felt that she and Fu Xin might not be able to communicate well.

"Mr. Fu, why don't you trouble Mr. Tang to come over, after all, he is Tang Yixin's parent, and"

And it's more reasonable!

Fu Xin was just indifferent just now, but when he heard this, his eyes immediately widened.

"My family, Ruan Ruan, is busy and I don't have time! And I'm also the parent of my son, why, don't you think we don't look alike?!"

Tang Guan'er also wiped away tears, hugged Fu Xin's neck tightly with two chubby arms, and pressed his dirty little face to Fu Xin's, "Mr. Qin, he is mine!" Scumbag..."

Fu Xin turned his head to one side, and whispered into Tang Guan'er's ear, "Son, don't say that scumbag."

Tang Guan'er's blue eyes blinked, and she nodded half-understood. She put her arms around Fu Xin's neck and raised her head, "Mr. Qin, he is my father..."

Qin Yiran: "..."

Teacher Baby, can you tell, teacher is not blind, really.

And dad, what are you proud of there? Are you also a child in our kindergarten? ?

"Ok."

Teacher Qin had given up struggling. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the little face of the sugar bowl, "Yixin, then tell the teacher, why did you fight?"

In fact, Qin Yiran was quite puzzled. Although Tang Yixin was the eldest brother of their Xiaodou class and even the whole kindergarten, he was not usually a mischievous and disobedient child.

Lin Xinghuo from the flower class next door threatened him with caterpillars, but he didn't fight back.

Fu Xin also raised his eyes to look at the dumpling in his arms. Under the heavy gaze, Tang Juan'er sniffed, then shook his little head.

Don't say don't say don't say.

Qin Yiran sighed.

Same as before.

In the eyes of Qin Yiran and other teachers, Tang Can'er dared not admit it because he had done something bad.

But in Fu Xin's eyes, his son was bullied and pitifully afraid to speak out!

"Can'er, if you have any grievances, tell dad, dad will make the decision for you!"

If you dare to bully his son, his head will be taken off by you!

Sugar Bowl still shook his head, but the arms holding him became even tighter.

"My face hurts," Tang Guan'er pursed her mouth, curled up in Fu Xin's arms, and hummed like a small mosquito, "my body is dirty, I want to take a bath."

Invisible and cute, the most deadly.

The intangible cuteness and the strength of the miserable, completely killed the old father.

"Hey, Mr. Fu, where are you taking the child?"

Seeing Fu Xin raised his long legs and walked out, Teacher Qin hurriedly trotted all the way to catch up, "The parents of the two injured children haven't arrived yet, we still need to discuss this matter..."

Fu Xin stopped in his tracks and glanced at her impatiently.

Qin Yiran immediately shut her mouth.

"We will not evade our responsibilities in this matter. Medical expenses, mental damage and various expenses can be freely quoted."

Fu Xin took out a business card from his suit pocket and handed it to Qin Yiran, "I will find out what happened. If Tang Yixin did something wrong, we will apologize."

"But if someone bullied my son first..."

Fu Xin raised his eyebrows, and his cold eyes scanned the people in the office.

Almost everyone was chilled all over, and a few young female teachers blushed unconsciously.

"Ah."

Fu Xin sneered, held Tuohuailiwa's little butt, turned around and left gracefully.

Qin Yiran was still engrossed in Fu Xin's gaze, and looked down at the business card in his hand in a daze.

Fu Group Fu Salary.

In a truly well-known large company, the position from the general manager to the top will not be printed on the business card.

Because as long as there is a name, others will know who he is.

Holding the business card in her hand, Qin Yiran suddenly felt that she had seen the end of her teaching career.

**

It was not time to get off work and school, and there were very few vehicles on the entire main road, among which a red Porsche was the most conspicuous.

Fu Xin held the steering wheel and seemed to be very focused on the road ahead, but in fact his eyes had already started to drift sideways.