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"Anyway, let's go home and pick up Elizabeth."

This is not yet an adult, and I still have to go home.

If you failed to be filial to your parents in the previous life, you still have to do it in this life.

Souls from the ancient Chinese country will never forget virtue.

As for the guy in the diving suit who had both broken legs and didn't know how many ribs and skulls had to be steeled, Gwen had long since left him behind.

NO. Chapter 160 Police Officer Jefferson at the door

"Squeak."

A typical Aryan middle-aged man with blond hair, a serious face and a slender figure opened the door of his house.

"This broken door needs to be repaired again."

George grunted, turned and walked toward the living room.

Even when he got home from get off work, he didn't take off his shirt and tie.

Not even loosening the neckline.

"Chief!"

A black carbon head came in after George.

"Jefferson, why are you looking for me at this time?"

George stood by the liquor cabinet in the living room and poured a glass of whiskey for the black police officer who entered the room.

"Director, about my son going to primary school..."

A black police officer married to a gentle and sexy Latina nurse is now worrying about the crystallization of his love.

Although New York is a big city, you don't need to worry about your children going to school.

But what about the parents who don't want their children to receive a better education?

Although there are enough places in those ordinary public schools, but think about the learning environment...

Whether it's bullying or fighting on campus, in short, when students don't study, it's easy for your precious son to be led astray.

However, good schools are not so easy to enter, and many conditions are indispensable.

Jefferson was not worried about his son's academic performance, but his own lack of qualifications.

The qualifications of American parents can easily affect their children's education, and trusteeship is needed at this time.

Unfortunately, as an ordinary black police officer, Jefferson has the most senior and most reassuring person in his network is the upright George.

Of course, Gwen is the one with a higher level, but it is also the top resources like Gwen that are used to arrange a school for his children, and Jefferson feels that this kind of overqualified matter is embarrassing to say.

And Gwen's age... To be honest, it takes courage to ask her.

This is not to say that he doesn't take his son seriously. If George can't, he will go to Gwen again.

What's the point of throwing out an old face for the sake of your son!

Poor parents all over the world, George scratched his head like this back then.

So a son and a daughter sat on the sofa together.

"The little guy's grades are quite good, Jefferson. I've heard about it. He has won many awards in kindergarten."

Even if it is a kindergarten award, in the eyes of American parents, it is the capital of showing off the baby.

It’s just that George, who has many awards for Gwen, is numb. Now only the awards for Gwen’s third year of high school are placed in the cabinet in the living room. The awards from kindergarten to second year of high school have been thrown into the storage room. There is no place to put it.

At first, talking about other children's winning prizes gave George a sense of freshness.

"Yes, Director. I'm not worried about his qualifications. What I'm worried about is mine. I want him to go to a better elementary school..."

Jefferson also proudly puffed out his chest when he said that his son won the award, but he relaxed again when he thought of the big man in front of him.

"You should be fine, you're making up a police officer."

George took a sip of whiskey and frowned. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and continued, "Could it be Rio's problem?"

Jefferson's wife, Rio Ramolas, is of Puerto Rican descent. This girl from Latin America is just a nurse, so the freedom of Jefferson's family is not so high.

This is the same as in Darong City, where the purchase of houses is restricted. You are just a college student who has settled down by talents. Some conditions can be met.

For example, the time of settlement is two years.

"Ah, that's right. In fact, I also have a problem. It's really not safe to rely solely on strength."

Jefferson shook his head helplessly. In this world, unless you are particularly powerful, such as Gwen, a talent that all major universities are vying for, and an ordinary student like Miles who has not yet shown his ability, purely relying on grades cannot guarantee you Which primary school did you go to.

Maybe it will be easier to wait for Miles to emerge in junior high school and high school in the future.

"Which primary school are you going to send him to?"

George thought for a moment and asked Jefferson.

"It would be great if it was the elementary school that Gwen attended before, but I heard that the teacher Vanessa Mariana is very good at teaching."

Jefferson held out his thumb.

That was the teacher who handed over Gwen.

"You boy, I understand it. I want your son to walk the path that Gwen walked."

George smiled and shook his head. If his daughter could imitate her, why is Gwen the only student Vanessa has handed over over the years?

"You have to try anyway, maybe you can discover some talent of Miles."

Jefferson felt that there was nothing wrong with him thinking this way. He had a successful lesson by his side. This was like walking in a minefield. If you follow the path of the predecessors, you may not be able to play well, but you will not be killed after all. .

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang suddenly.

"Then you have to ask Gwen yourself. She sponsored a batch of sports equipment for her alma mater some time ago. The relationship between this child and the school is much stronger than mine."

George got up quickly, straightened his appearance, and walked towards the door.

"Grandpa, can you take off your tie and change into home clothes? Why does your own daughter feel like she is going to meet a client for business negotiations when she comes home? Can you please relax a bit? You make me so nervous... "

Before the person arrived, the voice came.

Jefferson stood up in the living room and looked out the door. In fact, what Gwen complained about was also what he wanted to say, but George was the old leader, so he couldn't say it.

"Shhhhh... Be quiet for a while! You have ruined all my brewing emotions!"

George's aggrieved voice reached Jefferson's ears.

"You can pull it down! You are my dear father! What kind of emotions do you have to brew after meeting? Are you thinking that I haven't come home for decades? And obviously you are so busy that you don't have a sense of time. Let me go home. I can't see you when I see my mother! Why is it my fault now... Oh, Uncle Jefferson?"

Gwen walked towards the living room while saying gentle greetings to her old father. As soon as she turned her face back, she saw her old father's brother's capable assistant who had been working hard for many years standing in front of the sofa in the living room with a smiling face.

Gwen took a knowing blow and shut her mouth.

Jefferson was indeed taken aback by Gwen's unstoppable mouth, but fortunately, years of experience made him straighten his expression.

"Gwen, it's been a while, you look more beautiful."

There are not many rules when two generations meet in the United States. The elders will become more and more beautiful when they cross the younger generation, and no one will say that the elders are frivolous.

"Thank you, Uncle Jefferson."

With outsiders around, Gwen couldn't chatter.

"Ah, Gwen! My little angel is back!"

When the men were talking about things, Helen and the servant hid in the kitchen to cook, but since her precious daughter came home, she couldn't continue to hide.

Helen, wearing an apron, rushed out of the kitchen and hugged Gwen.

"mama..."

The chest attack drowns out Gwen's words.

"Uncle George, Uncle Jefferson."

Elizabeth saw Gwen hugging her mother, and greeted the other two men when she returned home.

"Elizabeth, you are welcome."

George nodded.

George is very familiar with Elizabeth, and Elizabeth's father is also a daughter fanatic, and he is no less than George.

There is a high-end bureau for decent upper-level people in New York's political and business circles. A few decent old guys who can play together will play golf together if they have nothing to do. Gwen and Elizabeth are twin flowers tied together.

That guy, the other old guys are envied and hated by the two show-off daughters all day long.

Of course, it is George who is better every time, this is not a level of comparison at all.

NO. Chapter 161 The bald head is in action

Gwen was a little embarrassed by her mother's enthusiasm.

Fortunately, her adolescence was rebellious in her previous life. In this life, it is a happy thing for her mother to be so enthusiastic. Only naive middle school youths would resent this kind of intimacy.

Mother returned to the kitchen after releasing her enthusiasm.

It is also something that makes the old mother gratified and moved when her daughter eats her own love-filled dinner.

"Uncle Jefferson, is there anything I can do for you?"

Gwen released the emotional intelligence (fog) of an adult when he saw Jefferson hesitant to speak to him.

"Well, there is something... about my son Miles going to school."

So in the end, I still have to ask Gwen, Jefferson scratched his head.

After going around his boss, he finally came to his daughter.

"That's right, after all, it's time for Miles to go to primary school. I don't know which school the little guy wants to go to?"

After thinking about it, Gwen understood what Miles was here for.

This kind of thing seems to have happened many times in China in the previous life. The shortage of educational resources is really troublesome.

Although the United States is better, it also has various problems.

"I want him to go to your elementary school. With such a good example like you, he should have a strong motivation."

For a gentleman like Jefferson, he seemed a bit awkward at the moment.

This upright black big man has rarely asked others for all these years.

Even if it is please, it is a person with higher authority than him.

Now because of his own child, the young father is also blushing.

"Well, this matter is easy to handle, Uncle Jefferson can rest assured."

It really wasn't a problem for Gwen.

Thinking about it now, the contrast is really obvious. In my previous life, I had to go to school so hard, but in this life, I can help others solve school problems.

She, Gwen, wanted to stand up and yell about 30 years, but this is not a lifetime thing.

"Hearing you say that, I'm relieved."

Jefferson was actually waiting for Gwen's words.

Even if this girl grew up under his own supervision, and she is so capable, such a small matter of mine is just a matter of wiggling her fingers.

But without Gwen's affirmative words, everything is still unknown.

Who knows if Gwen will help him?

"Everyone handsome and beautiful, dinner is ready!"

Helen came out of the kitchen wearing thick heat-resistant gloves.

Followed by the nanny aunt hired by Gwen.

A middle-aged aunt from HW.

Very capable, what's his name, Kristen Durst.