Yang Mo asked Yang Han to go back to the class first, and Xu Jia went to change his clothes.
He slowly went downstairs, paced to the parking space, and glanced at a black Porsche not far away. Yue Qimo was talking on the phone inside, and Yang Mo couldn't hear what he was saying.
He glanced here, saw Yang Mo's ordinary car at the civilian price, and glanced back contemptuously.
Yang Mo didn't drive to work today. When he received a call from the head teacher, he was in a hurry. He borrowed the car of the enthusiastic security guard from the doorman and ran out.
He went in, put his hands on the steering wheel, and called Han Shiyu.
Han Shiyu connected, and before he could speak, Yang Mo said, "Come back immediately."
Han Shiyu was silent for three seconds, thinking that his hard-to-get-it had played a role, and there was uncontrollable excitement in his tone, and said, "You miss me?"
"Our daughter was beaten." Yang Mo slowly tapped the steering wheel with his fingers and said.
…
Han Shiyu bought the ticket for the day.
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The first year of high school is not divided into subjects, and there are many subjects to study. The last two classes were in politics, and they were doing questions in a row.
Yang Han was restless, and he couldn't make it up when he wrote the big topic.
Xu Jia has obediently changed back to school pants. Gently glanced at Yang Han next to him, and poked her elbow.
Yang Han turned his head and saw Xu Jia handing her a note.
She unfolded the note, which read.
"Yang Yang, thank you so much!! ×520 You are so handsome today! ×521, Princess Wanfu Jinan!"
"Woooooooo, your dad is so handsome that I cry, and I still want to cry."
"Does your face still hurt╯﹏╰"
Yang Han twitched the corner of his mouth and wrote, "It's okay."
Xu Jia: "That rotten guy is really disgusting... How will the school punish him?"
Yang Han reluctantly wrote: "I don't know."
Suddenly, Shang Xue, who was behind, poked her in the back.
Yang Han turned his head, Shang Xue pointed to the left rear, Yang Han raised his head, and Lu Yueming met his gaze.
Yang Han took the note, unfolded it, and said on it.
"Are you all right?"
The font is very elegant.
Yang Han couldn't explain the ins and outs on the note, but he just wanted to express his gratitude, and just wanted to write: "It's okay, thank you." Shang Xue poked her again.
Yang Han: "?"
Yang Han received another note.
This time, it was Liu Zuoye's direction.
She opened in awe.
"Why are those people Xu Jia with you? Are you alright?"
The font is dashing.
Yang Han knew that Liu Zuoye threw the basketball, and just wanted to write "Thank you for the clearance."
Shang Xue poked her again.
Yang Han: "??"
Shang Xue pointed at Xu Jia, meaning to hand it to her.
Yang Han brought a note to Xu Jia, and continued to write the unfinished words.
Shang Xue poked her again.
Yang Han: "???"
Shang Xue pointed to himself.
Yang Han took the note and unfolded it.
It read: "Don't worry, I also have 3,000 followers on Weibo. I left the evidence and I will help you fight the injustice. Are you all right?"
Fonts are like dog chews.
After getting a lot of "Are you okay" in different fonts, Yang Han suddenly felt very warm in his heart, as if he saw a wet kitten stretching in the sun, and his heart was a little hot.
Without realizing it, the political teacher had been watching them for five minutes.
"Yang Han, Xu Jia, do you set up a stall?"
Yang Han Xu Jia looked down at the pile of notes in front of him.
The rest of the class bowed their heads and took refuge in unison.
Fortunately, the political teacher does not have the habit of asking students to read small notes or confiscate them. As a Buddhist teacher who can read a five-minute note from a student, he has the patience to wait for Yang Han to finish writing it all, and then pass it back the same way. .
Xu Jia, Yang Han, and the classmates who received the reply were embarrassed and wanted to measure the width of the school's floor seam with their faces.
The political teacher didn't say a word, and sent an extra practice question to each of the students who got the reply to prevent boredom.
…
After this time, Xu Jia still felt that it would be better to abide by the school rules in the future, so he hid his mobile phone and took it home for the weekend, and never brought it back.
So she was very reluctant to say goodbye to her phone tonight.
Xu Jia kissed the screen.
Yang Han went to wash up.
After a while, Xu Jia: "..."
She shouted: "Yang Yang!!!!"
Yang Han looked at her with the foam in his mouth, and said indistinctly, "What's wrong."
Xu Jia looked up and said dumbly, "It's been searched on Weibo."
Yang Han: "???"
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#Sea listens to the inappropriate remarks of executives#
The fifth most popular search is still rising.
Click to open, the most eye-catching Weibo is a video posted by an account.
It's a text video, black screen, a little blurry voice, with subtitles.
Blogger: "Alas... This is the quality of a manager Hai Ting and his son."
This blogger is Shang Xue.
He may just want to be the same as usual. When he encounters a grievance, he will post a message full of righteous indignation. He didn't expect the news to explode all of a sudden.
Someone below asked if it was true or not.
Shang Xue replaced the name of his classmate and Yue Qimo, and stated the matter objectively.
It is illegal to obtain student information on your own. However, the management of the company is transparent, and the executives of Hai Ting surnamed Yue are very easy to check.
Netizens exploded.
The personal accounts of the Yuekao community and the immoral things they did before were all exposed.
This person seems to be still very proud, and constantly provocatively rushed to scold his netizens, saying, Lao Tzu paid Jixun, and the Internet has no memory, so poor people will be sour.
Straight to the cusp of this.
First of all, they praised Xu Jia's bravery in resisting, but of course there were some different voices.
Although it wasn't Yue Qimo's actions, he shielded his son from time to time, and his words revealed sexist connotations from time to time.
Angry netizens listened to the music's official blog, Jixun's official blog, and shouted at the school under the topic, asking them to give an explanation.
Shenpa and Zhulian Jiuzu have always been the overall characteristics of netizens. Although the effect is very significant, it is also easy to go sideways.
It's just a few hours, and there is no clear investigation. There are already comments that fall into conspiracy theories, claiming that Jixun intends to deal with it coldly.
Jixun and Han Shiyu's accounts were bombed. Condemn them for this shitty behavior.
In fact, if this matter is not exposed, the manager's private remarks, as long as it does not touch the bottom line, will not lead to his dismissal.
But some people have already claimed that if they don't get fired, they should boycott Hai Ting Music, boycott lewd men, and boycott Jixun.
For a while, many marketing accounts and self-media people spoke up, some of which were serious evaluation and analysis, and some were simply just rubbing the heat.
"Girls can wear whatever they like, not for you to see."
"After being molested, you will be forcibly put on a self-respecting hat?? How old is this? Yue Qimo is a slave left from the Qing Dynasty, right? If this kind of person is not fired, is Hai Ting planning to found the country and restore the Qing Dynasty?"
"Miss is really brave."
"It's really that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked."
"I heard it again, I heard it again, he is still a child theory. He is a sexually conscious high school student (screenshot of the Weibo remarks of the picture of the guide), did he do something wrong and only rely on verbal education? The school found out that he did something wrong again. No matter what to do."
"You Jixun don't make money, hehe, you just made bad money Han Shiyu Han Shiyu Han Shiyu."
Overwhelming public opinion, in which every righteous man thinks he is pushing the gears of society. Some did help, while others just added anger.
The official blog said that it is under investigation, please be patient.
The school found Shang Xue's account and found the class teacher of the classmate involved, and first collected evidence on the truth of the matter. And I investigated the few friends who were Yue Kao's friends.
This group of people couldn't resist asking, and after a while, they explained the obvious purpose of Yue Kao's discussion with them to "create some unexpected encounters".
The school is still very fair. It also affirmed Shang Xue's daring to speak, and criticized him for taking his mobile phone to the school and openly recording it.
However, in view of the special circumstances, only the usual punishment, deduction of points and confiscation of the mobile phone.
"Each institution has its own handling methods and procedures, and we cannot blindly use the media and public opinion to suppress it," the student director taught Shang Xue. "If there is anything, report it to the school in advance, and use the media if it cannot be resolved."
Unexpectedly, Shang Xue, who had made such a fuss, nodded quickly.
…
Doorbell rang.
It's a weekend.
Han Shiyu went to open the door.
The man and his son were then seen standing outside smiling at him.
Yue Qimo smiled and said, "Mr. Han is good..."
Yue Kao: "Hello Uncle Han."
Han Shiyu blinked and asked, "Are you here?"
Yue Qimo: "About the things on the Internet, I want to tell you the specific situation. I hope you can withdraw the investigation."
Han Shiyu smiled and said, "You have to find operations and personnel for this matter."
Yue Qimo said: "They... ah, let's not talk about it, I know Mr. Han... you are still quite reasonable."
Han Shiyu looked at him.
Among the people involved, Jixun is always the most authoritative. Compared with Hai Ting, it is more reliable to be closer to Jixun.
What can't be discussed in the company, it has to be at home. He really thought that Han Shiyu was too young to see Sima Zhao's heart.
Han Shiyu wore a knitted sweater at home and said, "Come in."
Yue Qimo raised his eyebrows with joy, and pulled Yue Kao to come in and sit down.
Han Shiyu sat on the opposite sofa, poured a glass of water for the two of them, and glanced at Yue Kao, and found that he was still the uninhibited image, but he lost a smile when he met Han Shiyu's eyes.
Yue Qimo put the pouch in his hand on the table.
Han Shiyu: "You're too polite, and bring a gift."
Yue Qimo opened the small box, and inside was a flower goble, glowing soft blue, with a little bit of historical yellowing, and said with a smile: "The flower goblet of the Northern Song Dynasty Guanyao, I took it a few years ago, it's the real thing."
Han Shiyu leaned on the sofa and glanced at the utensil, and said with satisfaction, "What do you want to say."
Yue Qimo felt that he had succeeded halfway, and continued: "Those remarks on the Internet are deliberately slandering me and slandering Hai Ting. Recently, Hai Ting has entered the extreme news, and there must be many opponents jealous. I don't know if you think so. No... very likely."
Han Shiyu: "Meaning, it wasn't you who said those words, and Yue Kao didn't molest or beat anyone?"
Yue Qimo hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, I'm going to school, I need to admit that, but some of the words were made out of context and fabricated using technology. Don't you hear that those voices have strong quality problems? ?"
That's because Shang Xue recorded it outside the door.
Yue Kao agreed: "Yeah, I just rubbed the girl accidentally, who knew that her companion would do it... I'm just self-defense..."
Yue Qimo sang with him: "This child is also in a fit of anger. He is usually very obedient. He was wronged by netizens.
Yue Kao apologized, "I'm sorry..."
Han Shiyu looked at the obedient him, raised his eyebrows, took a sip of the still-hot tea, and said, "Well, that really needs to be investigated."
Han Shiyu suggested, "Would you like to find the parents of the classmates involved?"
Seeing that Han Shiyu had already listened to it, Yue Qimo added: "Of course I need it, I will find it..."
He smiled and said, "Then otherwise... Mr. Han, please send a statement..."
Before the words were finished, someone suddenly came downstairs in a hurry, and said while walking, "How is it possible, have you ever found a loophole in the firewall?"
Hearing the sound, Yue's father and son turned their heads, then their eyes widened and they froze in place.
When Yang Mo came down, he saw them and frowned, but he had work in his hands, so he didn't say much.
Turning his head to the phone, he said, "Find the domain name of the intruder... Break it from the music link?" Yang Mo said angrily, "What are the technicians doing at Hai Ting, let the person in charge go over and watch you operate!"
Yang Mo hung up the phone and started putting on his shoes.
He shouted: "I won't be back at noon today, you and Yang Han can make do with some food to eat."
Yang Han, who was upstairs, came down and said in a whimper: "Dad, can you send me some money, can I order takeout?"
Han Shiyu's home-cooked dishes are indescribable.
Xu Jia, who came to play at home on the weekend, still remembered the amazing barbecue, turned his head and asked, "Isn't Uncle Han very good at craftsmanship?"
Yue Qimo: "..."
Yue Kao: "..."
Han Shiyu didn't turn his head, he smiled and stared at the two of them the whole time, with his fingers crossed and placed on his lap.
Yang Han and Xu Jia saw the two of them and looked at them blankly. They frowned, and when they saw Han Shiyu again, they knew they were talking about business, so they didn't interrupt and went back to the room.
The air was silent for a while.
"You don't have to bother you to go to the parents in person," Han Shiyu raised his eyebrows and said politely, "Well, is there anything else you want to say?"
Yue Qimo and Yue Kao looked very ugly, and the two of them looked at each other in dismay.
After a long time, the tea was getting cold, Yue Qimo got up and said with a smile, "No... I won't bother you anymore, there are still some things at home."
He picked up his son and walked away, acting a little bit on the same foot.
Han Shiyu: "Hey, wait a minute."
Yue Qimo: "Huh?"
Han Shiyu knocked on the table: "Bring your antiques with you."
The two fled.
…
Jixun and Haiting finally announced the results.
Yue was fired.
There is a voice on the Internet, which is said to be very pleasing. But there are still voices who are unhappy with the news, saying that they were forced to do so because of public opinion.
This kind of voice is impossible to cut off, and Han Shiyu didn't care.
…
In the evening, Yang Mo went home.
He took a glass of plain water and said, "I didn't expect you to be fired."
Han Shiyu said: "Of course it's not just because of this. I have investigated him, and he has been falsely reporting how satisfied employees are with him."
Han Shiyu said, "Half of Hai Ting Music's employees are women, and the proportion of women in the number of users is also very high. He doesn't know how to repent when he thinks improperly. After a long time, something will happen."
Yang Mo nodded.
Han Shiyu put his head up and said, "Are you still angry at Momo?"
Yang Mo looked at him coldly.
Yang Han, who had been listening silently by the side, suddenly said to Han Shiyu, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
Yang Mo was startled, Han Shiyu rubbed her head and said with a smile, "What's the matter, little old girl... I heard you were so tough before, and I admired it."
Yang Han endured for so many days, and finally released all the tears of grievance.
She hugged Han Shiyu's sweater and buried her tears and tears.
Yang Mo was so heartbroken that he wanted to touch his head. Han Shiyu smiled and gave him an OK to reassure him.
Yang Mo sighed, took a nostalgic look, and went to cook.
After a long time, Yang Han had enough crying, and symbolically wiped the tears from Han Shiyu's body with toilet paper.
Han Shiyu handed him another one and tried to empathize with her: "I made that little bastard pissed me off, she did a great job."
Yang Han nodded.
Han Shiyu rubbed her already crying hair into a mess, and said, "I didn't expect our comrade Xiao Yang to be so brave, compared with that of Dayang."
Yang Han said in a nasal voice, "What was Dad like before?"
Han Shiyu tutted: "If you put it before and scold you like that little bastard, we have to go to the hospital to investigate and collect evidence."
Yang Han burst into tears and said, "I thought... Dad, he wouldn't fight."
Han Shiyu pointed to the back in the kitchen, and whispered in pain: "Don't let his appearance fool you. This man was not only good at hands-on, but also full of ridicule skills - mental and physical abuse. Fortunately, time has been worn out now. almost."
Yang Han: "..."
It looks like he has experienced it.
Yang Han: "You..."
Han Shiyu recalled the psychological shadow: "I experienced it once in college, just once."
Yang Han frowned: "Didn't you fight back?"
"The difference between me and your dad's combat power is that," Han Shiyu said word by word, "If I hit your dad, it's flirting; if your dad hits me, it's domestic violence."
Yang Han: "..."
She said with contempt, "so how did Dad think about you?"
Han Shiyu's face was not blushing and his heart was not beating: "You act like a spoiled child."
Yang Han: "..."
Yang Mo felt that her Mo Yu CP was tarnished, she said incredulously: "Then how did you become an attack???"
Han Shiyu: "..."
He said confidently, "You're a spoiled brat."