"Oh, by the way, teacher, I have something to talk to you about."
Teacher Cindy, who was bending over and holding Poria's hand with her head down, couldn't help but froze, but almost in a millisecond, she switched back to the previous warm look.
"Okay Papa Poria, tell me"
"Yesterday, Fuling came home and said her back hurts. She didn't say if she touched it, and didn't say if she had a fight with a child. Then my wife and I checked her. There was a lump on her back Not a small bruise..."
"What's going on? Little Fuling, why didn't you tell the teacher?"
At this point, Teacher Cindy also became a little anxious, looking at the little Fuling beside her with concern from time to time.
After carefully observing Teacher Cindy's every move, most of the doubts in Zhou Kuang's mind were immediately eliminated, and then he continued.
"Then I asked Fu Ling many times, and she finally said that you pinched her back after school. Of course, it must be a misunderstanding now..."
"Father Fuling, I think you are aware of the scale and brand of our kindergarten. Needless to say, the authority of the teachers, please trust my professionalism. I am very sorry for the injury of Xiao Fuling during the kindergarten.
But please also respect our work and don’t slander the dignity of a preschool teacher at will.”
With a little anger and a little righteous words, Teacher Xindi stunned Zhou Kuang who was opposite him.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry teacher, I'm a stupid person who can't speak, and I don't have any malice. I just want to ask you to understand the situation and try my best to prevent similar situations from happening again. So please take care of Xiao Fuling today. a little"
Although the conversation between the two was short and unusual, for Xiao Fuling who was caught between the two, all hope was lost.
"Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of little Fuling"
Teacher Cindy's words were clearly meant for Zhou Kuang, but in fact they were also meant for Xiao Fuling, but the same sentence floated into the ears of both of them, and the meanings in them were completely different and completely different.
"Alright Poria, follow the teacher."
After receiving the teacher's care, Zhou Kuang finally felt relieved, and now he has to leave, otherwise he will definitely be late when he arrives at the company, but on his right hand, the strength from the immature little hand has not weakened at all, Instead, the grip became tighter.
"dad..."
An extremely weak voice floated from the corner of Xiao Fuling's mouth, but it was instantly drowned out by the noisy voices on the road.
As if aware of Little Fuling's emotions, Teacher Cindy also increased her strength in her left hand, pulling Little Fuling out of Zhou Kuang's hand almost forcefully.
"You will have a happy and fulfilling day, say goodbye to Dad"
"..."
"I'm sorry, little Fuling. I'm going to be late for work. I'll pick you up on time after school. If there is any problem during the period, you must tell Teacher Cindy in time. I'm leaving first."
Time was running out, Zhou Kuang could only take a hasty look at Little Fuling and had to turn around and leave immediately, but the moment he turned around, the tears in Fuling's eyes fell like broken beads, pattering, making people Heartbreak.
"Why are you crying? Did you show your face?!"
Little Fuling knew that the moment Zhou Kuang turned around, the person who could protect her best disappeared completely, and she had to hold back her tears immediately, so as not to touch even a trace of anger around her, even if the kindergarten gate seemed to come from The bloody mouth of the devil in hell is so wide that he can only walk in alone.
Chapter 159. Chapter 12
BJ, in a business building.
"Mr. Kishimoto, is it necessary to continue investing in network media in North China? (Japanese)"
All twelve floors of the building were leased by an investment company from Japan. The area of more than 4,000 square meters is enough to show the strength of this company.
"Of course we will continue, and I am going to hold a board meeting in the near future to make further large-scale investment and strategic layout in online media across China (Japan)"
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his huge office, Kishimoto clasped his hands together and carefully looked at the highly prosperous picture in front of him. Standing behind him was also a Japanese, but judging from the tone and posture of the two, it was easy to draw conclusions about their status.
"But sir, shouldn't we prepare... (day)"
The people behind Kishimoto outlined their words just right, not annoying but also conveying a message.
"Those are not Kenta that we should consider now. Now that the task has been issued, we can't make any mistakes. And it's not clear after being in contact with the Chinese for so long. They are indeed not short of money, but when they are faced with money , most people are still full of slavishness (Japanese)”
"Yes, sir (day)"
I don't know which sentence or what kind of remarks Kenta agrees with Kishimoto. Anyway, earning money from the Chinese and then crossing rivers and demolishing bridges is simply a zero-risk business, and many people do it with great joy.
"Also, how is the daily work going (day)"
It can be clearly felt that the air in this huge office stagnates, and a serious mood creeps up Kenta's spine.
"Want to report to you that everything is running normally (day)"
"Are you sure everything is functioning normally (day)"
"Yes sir, without any mistakes or accidents..."
The conversation between the two lasted for fifteen minutes. Of course, during most of the time, Kishimoto still acted as the listener, but every word that came out of Kenta's mouth was firmly poured into his ears. inside. Although this time I need to complete the follow-up work in China alone, the daily work in Japan is still the top priority. After all, there are too many people and relationships involved and it is too complicated. If any of the links are disclosed, It's even very easy to incur a fatal disaster for yourself.
"Fu Ling, come here."
Teacher Cindy, who changed her face again at will, finally still couldn't hold back the cold ambition in her heart, because since Xiao Fuling entered the kindergarten, her obedient and treading on eggshells gave birth to the morbid madness in her heart.
As if being oppressed by the devil into a helpless corner, little Fuling, who had been afraid to sit up until now, heard her name, her calves, which were already about to lose their feet, trembled uncontrollably.
"..."