More than ten years later, you can enjoy the lives of Fan Beibei, and now it is just a primary school.

For primary school students, this world, the most terrible thing is the homework.

Although I have not yet reached a winter holiday, I happened today to write the homework on the table, and my face with a nauseaful expression, as if I met the most sad reminder of the world.

Of course, in her opinion, she is now the most sad reminder of the world.

Otherwise, how can I sit here to write a homework, not going out?

"You don't have to take me!"

Look at Zhao Poheng and Fan Bao back, the little girl is protesting with the mouth.

Zhao Poheng and the fan have paid a look, all laugh, it is clear that they did not put this matter on the heart.

"Beibei, you are a good boy, good kids have to learn."

Zhao Poked his smile and touched the head of the little girl, then laughed: "If you can take the final exam, you can take you to play, how?"

"Really?"

Fan Beibei looked up in front of him, and the surprise looked at Zhao Po.

Zhao Poked nodded: "Of course, it is true, I said."

"Good! Hook!"

The little girl raised his hand to Zhao Poheng, intended to agree with Zhao Po.

"Mon!"

Fan Baofeng glanced at Zhao Poked, is preparing to speak, Zhao Po is swaying, stopping the fan, opening: "No problem, pull the hook."

To speaking, he reached out and agreed with the little girl.

"Hook, hanging, one hundred years, not a change ..."

The voice of the little girl is very crisp, and people don't consciously seem young.

At the agreement, Zhao Poked his head: "Do your homework, my brother has to work."

"Ok."

Fan Beibei nodded, at this time, she is naturally very well-behaved and is particularly sensible.

After walking back to your room, Zhao Poked the computer and started to see the document.

Fan Baby also knows that he is going to be busy, and then go downstairs, no more disturbing him.

Zhao Poked alone is alone in the study, and occasionally, the child's crying, it is very interesting.

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Day, always have to pass a day, this is life.

This is also true for Zhao Po.

At this year, the country is not allowed to discharge fireworks and firecrackers in the capital. To tell the truth, Zhao Poisheng feels very boring, it is, which is the age of this psychology, and the only idea is to accompany the family.

"Do you not return to Ninghai this year?"

Zheng Yao in the office of Zhao Poheng, asked Zhao Po.

She is coming to report the company today, and I will chat with Zhao Po.

Zhao Poked nodded: "My mother said, anyway, the whole family is here, there is nothing to go back. If you are there, you will take a call."

"Right."

Zheng Yao naturally understood the meaning of Zhao Yu lived. In fact, she is also considering, do not pick up his parents from Ninghai to the capital.

After all, there is no relative, the parents are old, and their own careers are here, if possible, let them be more appropriate in this year.

At the very least, the medical conditions of the capital, it is much better than the Ninghai.

This is a very realistic problem, how to have money, but also face the problem of life and death.

For the easiest example, if you live in Ninghai, even if you are dozens of billions, once you have an emergency, what you can expect, you can only be a doctor in Ninghai.

In contrast, Ninghai's medical level and the capital of the top of the capital, naturally the difference.

Therefore, in Zheng Yao's consideration, parents are old, and they have a lot of effort, or they are still suitable for them to come to the big city.

"You don't have a house here, and you will have to pick up the old man."

Zhao Poisheng smiled and said to Zheng Yao: "After all, Professor Zheng, two couples are not young. If you are around, you can take care of them."

"It makes sense, my research research."

Zheng Yao nodded, the words of Zhao Po.

But she also knows that she may have a bit a wish. Parents are professors of the Ninghai Teachers College. It is not so easy to leave Ninghai. After a few decades, it must have feelings.

"I……"

When Zheng Yao was preparing to talk to Zhao Po, the door of the office was pushed away, and Wu Sijie came in.

"what happened?"

Zhao Poisheng asked Wu Sijie.

Wu Sijie smiled: "Chairman, there is something, a little trouble."

"what's up?"

Zhao Poked her brow wrinkled.

"This is the case, our car downstairs, was discovered ..." Wu Sijie squatted, and some said it was difficult.

what?

Zhao Poheng and Zheng Yao are all stunned.

Is the car be awarded?

Zhao Poked first response is that it is not a sin, and the other party is to warn himself.

Otherwise, if there is no reason, how can someone planning their own?

Zheng Yao also sinked down, and Wu Sijie said: "What is going on, caught people?"

"Caught."

Wu Sijie smiled: "It's because I caught people, so I am a little trouble."

"Go, look at it."

Zhao Poisheng kept perceived that Wu Sijie seems to be a little difficult, stand up, and said to Wu Sijie and Zheng Yao.

Three people went out, followed by a group of people, soon came to the office building.

Because Zhao Po is not intended to have to stay in the company before, just come up with Zheng Yao, so the team stopped in the nearby parking space.

According to reason, there should be a driver on the car, but when Zhao Po is coming over, he sees it, and his car has been scratched.

And it is obvious that it is hard to make a hard work.

"I blame me, fell asleep on the car ..."

The last car's driver, an annoying to Zhao Poheng.

Zhao Po lifted his hand: "This is not your business."

The car is being drawn, and the driver has a yarn relationship. He is not the temper that is morable from the people without reason.

But the problem is, how is this car?

"Is there a person, caught?"

Zhao Poheng asked the driver.

Your own cars have alarms, there is a driving recorder, and it is impossible to catch people.

The driver smiled and pointed not far, Zhao Poisheng suddenly looked there.

Because it is not far away, I was stopped there by a few bodyguards. It is a fifty old lady, and there is a born male child.

"they?"

Zhao Po lingering pointed to the people of the ancestors asked the driver.

Wu Sijie took the words: "Well, the child and the old lady came out to bend, the child took a stone, painting on our car ..."

".........."

Zhao Poisheng is speechless, this adult is crazy or a child is stupid, is there a painting in other people's car?

"I tell you, the child does not understand what is, what is big, what is it?"

When Zhao Poisheng was preparing to talk, there was a burst of embarrassment over there, looked up, he saw what the old lady was saying and the future group staff said something.

"Go to ask, what's going on."

Zhao Poked his face slightly, against Wu Sijie.

Wu Sijie nodded, going to the position of the old man and the child.

After a moment, the sound of there was great.

Zhao Poked her brow frowned wrinkled, stepped by step, but was stopped by Zheng Yao.

"Forget it, don't you have passed."

Zheng Yao's positive thing to Zhao Poisheng: "You are the chairman of the future group, spread out, not suitable."

She is considered, naturally the reputation of Zhao Po.

After all, this thing happened near future group, and it's not a big thing, there is no need to make a lot, but it looks like this is the same.

Zhao Poked her face slightly, I thought about it, nodded: "Well."

He naturally understands Zheng Yao's meaning, and he also knows that she is for her own, and it is not a big thing as she said, it is giving to Wu Sijie disposal.

"Let's go, let's go."

Zheng Yao saw Zhao Poisheng no longer saying anything, and pulled Zhao Poisheng and prepared to go upstairs.

When the two people just came out, they came to see a slap in the face.

Turning around, Zhao Poisheng saw a scene that made him stunned.

Mrs. I just standing there, at this time, I suddenly sat on the ground and pulled my neck to scream.

"Qian people bully people!"

"God! There is still no king!"

"Come on! Help!"

Zhao Poheng and Zheng Yao two people face each other, you will see me, I will see you, all dumb.

What is this?

Soon, Wu Sijie has walked to Zhao Poheng, and the embarrassment of a face.

"what happened?"

Zhao Poisheng asked a little surprised.

He is really confused, and it doesn't understand what happened.

Especially the child looked at the old man crying on the ground, simply pulling the neck screaming, and Zhao Poisheng was a bit upset.

"That, I said that she lost money and repaired, she said no money."

Wu Sijie is a bit of difficult look at Zhao Po. "" I let her inform the child's parents, the old lady starts to play ... "

Zhao Poked blinked, and determined that he didn't listen to it, then he saw Wu Sijie: "What you mean, she doesn't plan to pay for money?"

"Ok."

Wu Sijie's face is quite helpless: "What is her meaning, a small child is lifting, why don't you make trouble?"

Lying in the trough!

Zhao Poheng and Zheng Yao are all stunned.

Especially Zhao Po, he used to heard that there was such a thing, but never met.

As a result, he really opened his eyes.

"He is still a child!"

"How do you bear to be such a child!"

Grandma! Grandma! "

The ancestor and grandchildren also shouted there, Zhao Poked her face more gloomy.

He suddenly had a particularly disgusting feeling, this year, is it bad? Or is the old man gets bad?