The wind and rain outside the car were turbulent, and Ms. Dong inside the car was sitting in the passenger seat, secretly guessing the identity of the owner of the car.
Ms. Dong... In other words, Ms. Dong was originally a university professor who taught English, and was later sent to a European country as the director of the Confucius Institute. She doesn't know much about cars, and she thinks that hundreds of thousands of people are very comfortable, but now she is sitting in such a magnificent car, looking at the exquisite and luxurious interior of the car, she can't help but sigh in her heart the gap between cars.
To be able to afford such a luxurious car and chauffeur service, the owner must be rich.
However, for Mr. Dong, who pays attention to connotation, money is not the criterion for judging a person, but knowledge, vision, and moral character are. She has always educated her son in this way.
She couldn't see how knowledgeable the boss was, but if he could take the initiative to help strange women on the side of the road, he could score five stars in the level of morality.
Teacher Dong took off the gauze that covered her hair and face, and wiped off the water droplets on her body with the towel handed by the driver. While tidying herself up, she was thinking: I don't know which editor teacher in the family building is so lucky to have such a fast-paced son-in-law.
But her precious son is also very sought-after, sensible and hardworking. When he was still in high school, many of her old colleagues took aim at her son, vying to be his father-in-law and mother-in-law.
Teacher Dong was thinking about it proudly when his phone rang. When he clicked on it, it turned out to be a message from his son!
Autumn is the autumn of autumn: Mom~
Autumn is autumn: Are you busy these two days? I haven't seen you talking on WeChat for two days, and you haven't posted on Moments.
Dong your heart: [Happy] [Happy] Busy flying.
Autumn is the autumn of autumn: Hey, where are you going, business trip or play
Dong your heart: [covers mouth and laughs]
Dong your heart: secret [Shh], I'll tell you later.
Autumn is the autumn of autumn: ... why there is a strange premonition ...
Dong Youxin: Okay, let’s not talk about that. Are you at your godfather's house now
Autumn is the autumn of autumn: No, it’s at Dad’s place >w