C34 It Was the Same as His Father's Ultimatum

Pick up the phone, that's what it is. Zhang Yuqin angrily and anxiously asked over the phone, "Boss Fan, your son snuck away from school during class, did he go home?"

"Teacher Zhang, you're right. Fan Xueli has already gone home. " From Zhang Yuqin's words, Fan Wenbin could hear the faint worry in her heart. He did not dare to add any more burdens and quickly answered her question.

Actually, he was not clear whether his son had returned home or not. This morning, as soon as he arrived at the company, he held a board meeting. Until now, he had not returned home, so how could he know whether his son had returned home or not?

Following that, Zhang Yuqin used a lecturing tone and said, "Boss Fan, your son Fan Xueli did not listen to the teacher's words in school and bullied other children. The teacher did not dare to say anything either. Once he said it, he retorted to his face. You have to take good care of him. Otherwise, not to mention the teachers, even you won't be able to control him in the future.

Seeing that Zhang Yuqin was very angry, Fan Wenbin laughed bitterly in his heart. He hurriedly said a few 'yes', and said a few good words of apology. When the other party's anger subsided, he hung up the phone. Facing the rolling yellow river, he sighed heavily. Seeing that it was already noon, he hurriedly walked home.

Yi Yuan District was a very scenic residential area built by Hua Cheng Group. It was designed and planned by the provincial architectural design institute, showing a unique style of a big family. It was only one wall away from the prosperous residential area built by another real estate company.

Three years ago, when the Tongsheng District started construction, all the buildings in Yi Yuan District were sold out. Fan Wenbin and his family lived in this flower-style residential area that he had personally built for a period of time.

He had just arrived at his house, and when he turned around, he saw his wife, Duan Xiangmei, walk in from the entrance of the neighborhood with the vegetables in her hands. She stood there and waited for her.

After learning from Zhang Yuqin that his youngest son was skipping school, he didn't tell his wife about it. He didn't want the couple to start a war of words again.

When he opened the door, he saw his son lying on the sofa. He chewed his snacks with great interest while watching TV with great interest. He looked like a young master who was free and unfettered.

When he saw this scene, Fan Wenbin felt that it was both infuriating and laughable. He hurriedly asked with a stern voice, "Xue Li, why didn't you go to school? Why did you run home in advance before school even ended at noon?"

He did not want to leak the matter of his form teacher Zhang Yuqin's complaint to his son, so as to avoid giving him a feeling of disgust and even hatred towards his teacher.

At this moment, Duan Xiangmei didn't speak nicely either. "Learned respect. Did you get into a fight with another child?"

As she spoke, her tone became more and more serious. She was truly angry. "You don't even know how to study properly for a day. You only know how to do bad things, just like how your father was when he was young. "

Fan Xueli glanced at his mother in dissatisfaction, turned his head to the side, and ignored her. Fan Wenbin looked at his wife's back as she walked into the kitchen, and said with a smile. "If only you were like me. "

Then, he asked softly, "Son, what kind of difficult thing did you encounter? Tell me, my dad will help you solve it," Wang Yao said.

"I had a fight with Huang Yuanyang. " Fan Wenbin tried to persuade him again and again, but Fan Xueli finally told him the whole story.

It turned out that the last class in the morning was the language class of the homeroom teacher, Zhang Yuqin. All the students in the class knew that Teacher Zhang had recently divorced and had a very bad temper. No one dared to speak loudly, as they were afraid of getting into trouble.

However, the school bell rang. In the short period of time before Teacher Zhang walked into the classroom, Huang Yuyang suddenly let out a very loud fart, causing the entire class to burst into laughter. Fan Xueli's laughter was the loudest, and he even cursed Huang Yujian.

Unexpectedly, he immediately angered Huang Yuyang, who was sitting at the front table. He suddenly turned around and gave Fan Xueli a hard slap on the face. Fan Xueli was not forgiving his grandfather's grandson, he also returned the punch to Huang Yujian. Thus, the two of them started to fight.

At this moment, Teacher Zhang walked into the classroom with his textbook in hand. Upon seeing this, he was so angry that his face turned red and he punished Fan Xueli and Huang Jiahui by standing behind the classroom.

When class was about to end, Fan Xueli suddenly held his stomach tightly and shouted. He kept saying that his stomach hurt and that he needed to go to the toilet.

Helpless, Teacher Zhang told him to go back as soon as possible. However, Fan Xueli ran into the toilet, avoided the surveillance camera, and went over the toilet wall. He secretly ran back home and watched TV.

After hearing his son's calm and indifferent narration that was mixed with a trace of grievance, Fan Wenbin actually burst into laughter. As he laughed, he said, "It's very normal for Huang Ying to fart. You can just smile, why are you still scolding me?"

He knew very well that Huang Yijian was the grandson of Huang Weidong, who was nicknamed "Huang Shiren," and the only precious son of "Third Prince," Huang Chengzong. He was the only son of his family, and he was used to being arrogant and overbearing.

Two children like this were studying in the same class. It was even at the front and back tables. Huang Yijian was at the front while Fan Xuehua was at the back. It would be strange if something did not happen.

Seeing that his father was not biased towards him, and was instead biased towards his enemy, Huang Yiyang, Fan Xueli was very dissatisfied. He said coldly, "Huang Yujian is at my front table. His fart stinks. I can't stand it. He often eats mutton and likes to fart. "

Seeing his son like this, Fan Wenbin could not help but burst into laughter. He laughed until tears flowed out. He pointed at Fan Xueli and repeatedly said, "You, you. "

At this moment, Duan Xiangmei extended his head out of the kitchen and stared at his son. He said sternly, "Teacher is fine with standing, but you are fine with standing. Who asked you to secretly run home again? Isn't this angering Teacher Zhang to death?

Duan Xiangmei had been a teacher for more than twenty years, and she had also been a form teacher for more than ten years. She was very clear about the discrepancies between the teachers and the students.

If she didn't make the teacher angry, she wouldn't be punished to stand or beat up the students. Nowadays, children were difficult to manage and educate. It was common sense in society. No teacher would take the initiative to cause trouble for themselves.

Every time a parent-teacher conference was held, Duan Xiangmei would speak as the representative of the student's parents. She would always say good things about Zhang Yuqin and never criticize her. This formed a very clear contrast with the other parents.

As a result, Zhang Yuqin was very grateful to her. Both of them were female teachers, and their ages weren't too different. They had a lot of common topics to talk about, and their relationship was quite good.

This Zhang Yuqin was very beautiful. She graduated from the Daan Normal University in the late 1980s. She came from a remote, backward, and poor village.

The divorce between Zhang Yuqin and her husband, Yao Guanqun, was widely spread in society. Duan Xiangmei had also heard about it, but as for the details of the divorce, she was still unclear.

She had heard from the other female teachers that in order to stay in the city, Zhang Yuqin had gotten married to Yao Guanqun, who was about ten years older than her, once she graduated from the Teacher Training School after she graduated from the university.

Therefore, seeing that Yao Guanqun was a research expert of the Silk Road, Zhang Yuqin had been assigned by the Education Bureau to teach in the western city district for more than twenty years.

As for why the two of them divorced, Duan Xiangmei only heard rumors about it from others. At that time, Zhang Yuqin didn't care about Yao Guanqun at all. She only wanted to achieve her goal of staying in the city, so she didn't hesitate to feel wronged and marry a poor scholar, Yao Guanqun, who had neither power nor money.

Of course, this was only one of the more credible rumors. As for the real reason for the divorce, the public and reasonable woman said that the woman was reasonable and confusing. Outsiders would never be able to figure it out. Only the person in charge would know.

At lunch, Fan Wenbin said to the Mei couple again, You. . . One of them spoke with a red face, while the other sang with a black face. They carried out an all-round education on their son. It was only when Fan Xueli agreed and went to school in the afternoon that he would apologize to Teacher Zhang for his mistake. Only then did he end this family criticism education.

However, when he just got to work in the afternoon, Zhang Yuqin called again, saying that Fan Xueli did not come to school and that he was still at home. She asked Fan Wenbin to quickly send her son to school.

On the other end of the phone, as she spoke, Zhang Yuqin sobbed. In the end, she actually started to sob softly, as if she had suffered a great grievance.

Fan Wenbin comforted her with good words, and even firmly promised that if something happened to his son, he would not let Teacher Zhang take responsibility for it, and the responsibility would be entirely on Fan Xueli. It was his own fault.

Hearing Fan Wenbin's solemn promise, Zhang Yuqin was slightly relieved, and her tone gradually became higher. She repeatedly urged him to quickly send her son to school, and in the end, she even used a guarantee tone to say, "Director Fan, I won't be fined to stand on your son anymore in the future. "

After hanging up the phone, Fan Wenbin could not help but let out a long sigh. In this competitive and stressful society, it was not easy for anyone to f * cking live.

Not to mention he was the CEO of a listed company, he was in charge of thousands of employees with all kinds of temperaments. Even the teachers of a small school would coax dozens of insensible children every day. Similarly, it was not easy either.

He hurriedly dialed Duan Xiangmei's cell phone. Just as he was about to say that his son did not go to school, his wife suddenly said loudly that she was on the way to send his son to school.

On the other end of the phone, there was a very clear noise. It was chaotic and disorderly, especially the horn of the car. It was sharp and piercing. After saying that, his wife hung up the phone.

Fan Wenbin immediately heaved a sigh of relief. He thought that as long as he sent his son to the school and handed him over to Teacher Zhang, everything would be fine. Then, he couldn't help but think of his old friend, Yao Guanqun. He couldn't help but sigh.

Yao Guanqun was only a few years older than him. He had lived with his wife, Zhang Yuqin, for more than thirty years. He had been quarreling and quarreling with her, but in the end, they still divorced. Who knew what kind of bad luck he had?