Transmigrated as the Stepmother of the Male Protagonist in a Campus Story

Chapter 12

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Parents are all busy with business, even if they come to the parent-teacher meeting during their busy schedule, it does not mean that they will stay in school for a long time. Seeing that the biggest problem has been solved, several parents have already picked up their bags in advance and told the teacher that they are ready After leaving, someone took the lead, and soon someone would follow suit. Not long after, there were only two or three sporadic people left in the entire conference room.

Jiang Jinjin, Zhou Mingfeng and another parent.

Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to get up, the parent thought that the couple was going to talk about family matters, so he quickly got up and picked up the briefcase, and smiled at Zhou Mingfeng: "Mr. Zhou, I'm leaving first, by the way, later A few days is our company's annual meeting, if you come, you can say hello to me in advance, and I will ask the secretary to arrange it."

Zhou Mingfeng also stood up, shook hands with that person, and said modestly: "I'm not sure if I have time to go over to cheer, if I don't have time, I will let my assistant go over."

Satisfied, the man smiled openly, "Mr. Zhou, you are too polite."

Jiang Jinjin watched this scene with his chin in one hand.

In fact, in the whole novel, it seems that the author has not figured out what kind of person Zhou Mingfeng is. His appearance, his role, is just to give a reasonable explanation for the hero's character, which is the influence of the original family. .

Zhou Mingfeng is very busy, busy with career expansion, busy with becoming the richest man, so he seldom spends time with his son.

If it was Jiang Jinjin in his teens, he must have understood the male protagonist very well, and would have cast aside Zhou Mingfeng's disregard of primary and secondary, and did not regard his son's affairs as the most important thing in life... But after several years of being a social animal, Jiang Jinjin no longer Recalling my colleagues and seniors, who is not Zhou Mingfeng

Working from 9 to 6 can be regarded as a regularity. When the project is urgent, it is common to work overtime until twelve o'clock.

Now the society is generally full of jobs of this intensity. Unless you don’t want to make money, you don’t have to make money. How do you repay the mortgage, how do you repay the car loan, where does the money for the children’s cram school come from? It requires money, so no matter how many complaints about work, who would dare to resign with a family on their shoulders

Besides, Zhou Mingfeng, he is definitely not short of money now, but with such a large group, there are countless projects in operation every day, and these capital chains cannot be broken. No matter what happens, someone has to call the shots. This person is Zhou Mingfeng. If he is slack, if he feels that he has earned enough money to lie flat, which of his group's employees, partners, and shareholders will agree

You can't just quit your job if you want to. Similarly, the boss doesn't have to do whatever you want.

After Jiang Jinjin reacted, only she and Zhou Mingfeng were left in the conference room.

She pulled herself together.

I thought Zhou Mingfeng was definitely going to test her out, but the other party just glanced at her casually, and said, "Go back."

Jiang Jinjin quickly got up as if he had received an amnesty, and followed him out of the conference room.

There was a parents' meeting in the second year of high school today, and the school also decided to leave school early.

Jiang Jinjin did not walk side by side with Zhou Mingfeng, but one step behind him. Those who didn't know the inside story thought she was his secretary. After walking a few steps, Jiang Jinjin voluntarily shouted: "Mingfeng..."

It was a title she had considered for several minutes before deciding on it.

Calling her husband, it's better to kill her on the spot, she really can't call out to a stranger.

Shout out, she doesn't have the guts.

The child's father? never mind.

Then the only way to make mistakes is to call your name.

Zhou Mingfeng, who was walking in front of her, paused, turned his head, and looked at her indifferently.

This made Jiang Jinjin heave a sigh of relief. It seemed that she was right. If she was wrong, he would definitely be confused.

"Today, the second year of high school is on holiday early. You should have been sent by the driver. Now that the two cars at home are here, I think, why don't I go back and prepare dinner first." Jiang Jinjin thought that these words were not to be picky. She would feel uncomfortable when facing Zhou Mingfeng, but now seeing that she didn't make him suspicious, she started to be herself again, "Let Zhou Yan go back in your car, you father and son have been together for a long time. No see, there should be a lot to talk about."

Zhou Mingfeng hummed, obviously accepting her suggestion, he raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Jinjin smiled and said, "No hard work, no hard work. Then," she waved her hand, "I'll go back first."

Zhou Mingfeng nodded gently.

As if the pressure in his eyes caused by him before was just Jiang Jinjin's illusion, she walked down the stairs with ease, exuding vigor and vitality from her whole body.

As Jiang Jinjin walked towards the parking lot, she was thinking that although she hadn't worked hard on the relationship between husband and wife before, it wasn't that she didn't ask about it at all. As far as the information she's heard so far, many people, including the two housekeepers of the Zhou family, And the assistant didn't meet the original owner before the wedding.

It is not ruled out that Zhou Mingfeng has been hiding this possibility, but if you think about it carefully, this possibility is very small. You can see how busy Zhou Mingfeng is. He has that American time to secretly fall in love with girls, and then surprise everyone

do not care.

Even if Zhou Mingfeng noticed the clues, she didn't care, she didn't know the character of the original owner, there were not many people in the address book of the original owner, and the Zhou family villa didn't even know the original owner, she didn't even know how to do homework Where to start, there is no template for her to learn? In order not to be completely different, it's better to be yourself, as she said before, if Zhou Mingfeng really wanted to send her to be sliced, she would have no power to fight back, it's better to be happy every day.

Jiang Jinjin is going all out.

Zhou Mingfeng got into another car a few steps after her, and sat in the back seat of the car. After he watched the car she was sitting in with heavy eyes and left, he said to the people waiting in the car: "What happened at home recently?" something?"

In the second and third classes of high school, the students were all beaming.

The final exam is just a small scene for them. After all, after entering high school, they have to take the exam once a month. They are already used to it. They have an illusion of Chinese New Year.

In the classroom, groups of three and four were discussing where to go in the afternoon.

Some want to go home to play games, some make appointments to eat at Internet celebrity restaurants, and some make appointments to go shopping.

The atmosphere was lively, but the silent Zhou Yan was a bit out of place.

When Yun Xin just got up and was about to go to him to comfort him, he was already one step ahead and strode out of the classroom.

Zhou Yan saw his father's car outside the teaching building, he pursed his lips, before he hesitated, before he was ready to leave in a chic and nonchalant manner, someone opened the window of that black stretch car, and across the From a distance, he saw his dad looking this way.

Dad is the person Zhou Yan fears the most in this world, but also the person he admires the most.

Unable to control his legs, Zhou Yan walked towards the parking lot.

Before he could reach the car, the driver came down and opened the door for him.

Zhou Yan had no choice but to get in the car. Zhou Mingfeng's car has soundproof baffles. He leaned over and pressed a button. The front driver's seat and the passenger's seat seemed to form two worlds with the back seat.

"Healed?" Zhou Mingfeng asked.

Zhou Yan nodded: "Okay."

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is in good health. He had a fever the night before and can go to school the next day without any problems.

Zhou Mingfeng stopped talking. The relationship between father and son is indeed not very close, but it is not as bad as what outsiders imagined. The two hardly quarreled. As Zhou Mingfeng's father, in the eyes of outsiders, except for being too busy, there was almost nothing to blame. It took six full years before he remarried, and during these six years, he had no other woman by his side. In order to make his son live more comfortably at school, Zhou Mingfeng went against the norm and donated a teaching building to the school...

"Have you seen my report card?" Zhou Yan asked after a while.

Zhou Mingfeng: "I see."

Seeing his father's normal appearance, Zhou Yan even felt that he would rather his father beat him up than this.

Before the third year of junior high school, Zhou Yan's grades were very good, and he was basically ranked among the top three in the whole grade. But in the third year of junior high school, his grades plummeted, he didn't listen carefully, and he didn't take the exam seriously. , he is still going his own way.

Originally, Zhou Yan could go to the best public key high school in the city.

Now let Zhou Yan recall again, even he doesn't know why he did this, is it just to attract Dad's attention

He couldn't figure it out, but he stubbornly continued on this road.

He was waiting for the day when his father came to beat him up and look for him.

Zhou Yan said with a stiff expression, "Aren't you angry?"

Zhou Mingfeng took off his glasses, wiped the lenses gently, and said only one sentence, "You are sixteen years old."

Sixteen years old is no longer a child. The law stipulates that a person who has reached the age of sixteen is a person with full capacity for conduct and can bear full criminal responsibility.

"You are different from many people. There are many roads in front of you. You can choose to work hard, know your life goals, and strive to be better than blue. You can also do whatever you want. As long as you don't commit crimes, you can rely Or, even if you don't choose a path, you can live a better life than most people, this is the condition I created for you." Zhou Mingfeng said calmly, "It depends on your own choice."

Zhou Yan endured, "So you don't care what kind of person I will become?"

"It's not that I don't care." Zhou Mingfeng said, "It's that I can't interfere, just like you want me to be a father who puts your basic necessities of life and your life goals first. I can tell you clearly that I won't. The key is , what kind of person you want to be, you have to think clearly."

Zhou Yan's mood was like hitting cotton with a punch.

He was secretly angry. But Zhou Mingfeng was still calm and composed.

Zhou Yan remembered the childish wish he made when he was eight years old. He hoped that there would be a fairy who would turn his father into a father like Uncle Liu next door.

Will be angry, will become angry from embarrassment, and will break his self-confidence in omnipotence.

Jiang Jinjin went home early, and when he went upstairs, he happened to see the housekeeper and his aunt carrying suitcases upstairs.

It was a black suitcase, and she knew it belonged to Zhou Mingfeng as soon as she guessed it.

Zhou Mingfeng came back too suddenly today, and the master bedroom that was exclusively occupied by her was still full of her things. After thinking about it, she hurriedly said to the housekeeper, "Sister-in-law Wang, after Zhou Yan's father's suitcase is returned to the room, you Remember to change all the sheets and quilt covers, and don’t mess up my clothes when you put the luggage.”

Zhou Mingfeng came back today, and she no longer owns such a big bedroom alone.

The housekeeper froze for a moment.

Because he suddenly couldn't remember where he was going to put the suitcase.

People sometimes doubt their own memory, just like Steward Yang is not sure whether the room the husband mentioned on the phone is next to the study on the second floor, or the bedroom where his wife lives on the third floor...

But the wife said so, the suitcase must be put back in the wife's bedroom.

Listen to the lady!

The author has something to say:

Jiang Jinjin: The gods are here.