There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

The random questions and actions last night turned into temptations. If you understand a little bit of humanity and sophistication, you should understand it. This is a clear-cut meaning. Work is **, WeChat is also **, all their intersections are only on the surface.

Originally, Qi Yan didn't intend to ask, knowing that it would be embarrassing to ask, but when he ran into it early in the morning, people stood in front of him, how could she be able to hold it back. In addition, there is a trace of fluke, maybe the other party did not read the WeChat|letter.

Lu Zhiqiao turned his head and glanced at her. His long, thick eyelashes fell down, his lips squirmed, and he stopped talking.

At this time, the elevator stopped slowly, the numbers showed the fifth floor, and the door opened with a "ding".

The two middle-aged uncles who looked like workers outside were about to come in, and when they saw someone, they yelled: "Eh, please give me a favor."

Lu Zhiqiao was about to retreat. Suddenly, his wrist was caught and he took it to the left. The whole person followed the inertia and threw on Qi Yan before he had time to react. With two arms across her back, she was firmly clamped.

The uncles came in carefully carrying the bed board. Four people were squeezed into the small space, and the two big bed boards were even more cramped for a while.

The elevator continued to descend, and there was silence.

Because of the unstable center of gravity, Lu Zhiqiao supported the car wall with both hands, and his cheeks were almost buried in Qi Yan’s neck|dimple. The breath exhaled from his mouth swirled, and he was sucked back into his lungs again, as if carrying a fire. There is a burning sensation everywhere.

The two were close to each other, and they clearly felt the turbulence in front of each other. Qi Yan was afraid that she would hit the corner of the bedboard, spread his fingers with both hands, while protecting her back, while pressing into his arms.

It's very soft. From the last touch|feel, there is less c.

Lu Zhiqiao stiffened and did not dare to move, but his face was getting hotter and hotter. This posture|like the very night, she was forced to cross|sit on Qi Yan’s knee... and the hand on the back was the culprit, let She floated and fell again and again.

The gaze above her head lingered, she had to bury her face in Qi Yan's hair, as if she took the initiative to give her a hug, smelling the light shampoo scent between this person's hair, and her heartbeat frequency was rising.

Finally, the elevator stopped and opened the door. The uncles slowly moved out with the bed board. She quickly broke free from the shackles, backed up, and walked out of the elevator quickly.

"Didn't you go to the parking lot?" Qi Yan asked softly, holding the door for her.

Lu Zhiqiao paused before he noticed that it was the first floor outside, turned back, and pressed the minus first floor button.

Only the two of them were left in the elevator. Fortunately, she was reluctant to answer. She was worried that Qi Yan was the child’s teacher, and she could not be too rude. You should know your mobile phone number."

She saw the news last night. The first time, reason told her that it was a crime, the second time, she was a little shaken, and the third time, she began to hesitate, with her thumb hanging on the screen for a long time, and finally she didn't press it down.

If Qi Yan said it the fourth time, she might not help but agree.

She didn't know what was driving her, and she didn't understand what she thought of this person, as if everything happened so naturally, she was caught off guard.

A trace of luck was shattered.

Qi Yan's expression was dim, he didn't say anything, and didn't refute it.

On the first floor, the elevator door opened again, and there was a rough gray concrete wall outside with dim lighting.

Lu Zhiqiao didn't move, feeling that he had done something wrong, looked sideways at Qi Yan, and then quickly looked away, becoming even more guilty.

"Go." Qi Yan smiled, "Don't miss the time."

"..."

On Sunday afternoon, Qi Yan received a call from her mother and asked her to go home for dinner.

Home is in the villa group of Ninghu District where rich people gather in the southernmost part of Jiangcheng. It is adjacent to Ninghu Wetland Forest Park. The suburbs are clean and the environment is good. People who come and go here are either rich or expensive, including small stars and upstarts.

Qi Yan often ridicules that she is the daughter of a nouveau riche, even if she seems to her friends to be an absolutely low-key rich second generation.

Dad Qi was in business in his early years, and he had been involved in any industry, earning a little money, and being a small boss. Later, he opened a factory to do OEM. Just when the country joined WTO in 2001, the foreign trade industry was buzzing, and import and export companies of all sizes sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. The demand for supply increased, and the business in the factory became more prosperous. Chengda boss.

Up to now, Qi's factory can form a group, the largest of which specializes in electronic product parts processing, and the partners are all large companies.

Even so, their family still claims to be a "upstart family."

Qi Yan drove into the courtyard gate. There were three people in the family, and one of the three parking spaces was empty. She got out of the car and entered the house, looked at the floor mats, and knew that her father was not there, so she went straight to the third floor.

"Mom, I'm back."

The balcony is well-lit. A middle-aged beautiful woman leaned on the chaise longue, with a fat orange cat lying in her arms, staring at the phone screen without blinking, she was looking attentively, even no one came near. find.

"Meow—" The orange cat yelled and stretched out a paw.

Qi Yan gently held the paw, turned his head to look at Ms. Lin, and said helplessly: "Look at Xiao Xianrou again. Someone will turn over the jealous jar later."

When my parents were young, they started from nothing and supported each other all the way. For nearly 30 years, their relationship has always been very good. They are rich and leisurely in the past 50 years, and they have a very pleasant little life. However, in recent years, Ms. Lin has become fascinated by the little fresh meat in TV dramas. She shouted to find a wolf dog for the next year. Although it was a joke, Dad Qi did not drink less jealousy.

Ms. Lin frowned, raised her hand to grab her arm, and muttered: "It's terrible... Yan Yan, look at this soon." She turned her phone around.

The screen was not a little fresh meat, but a Weibo news: A second grade student in a key middle school in a certain place was criticized by the teacher for not handing in his homework. Fourteen years of age without the need to bear criminal | responsibility.

"The current students are terrible. If you criticize it, you will kill people. This is still a key middle school. If you say that being a teacher is so dangerous, you still..." Ms. Lin's face was pale, and she muttered. His arms trembled involuntarily, and the orange cat dumplings in his arms almost fell off.

"Mom—" Qi Yan interrupted her with a smile, and reached for the dumpling, "It's not that exaggerated, it's just an example."

Ms. Lin frowned: "Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case. Although the probability is small, it is 100% if you encounter it."

"According to you, so many people die in car accidents every year, so don't drive at all."

"..."

Qi Yan sat down holding the dumpling and gently stroked the soft orange hair on its back. The dumpling squinted comfortably, his hairy tail dangling leisurely, acting like an uncle.

"Yeah, mom is worried about you. Now being a teacher is no better than before. When you were a kid, the teacher was of high status. Students can beat and scold at will if they make mistakes. What about now? After dealing with unreasonable parents today, I have to worry about whether I will be stabbed to death by a student tomorrow, not to mention the other mess..."

Ms. Lin's chat box opened and couldn't be received, and the chattering was endless.

The girl is not interested in inheriting the family business and wants to do what she likes, but as a parent, she is always reluctant to be wronged by her children.

Qi Yan listened in his ears, but just pretended not to understand anything, and silently slapped Master Tuanzi. When he was pleased, he stretched his legs on his back and turned his belly, his two paws hugged her hands, meowing.

"mom."

"Hey?" Ms. Lin finally stopped.

"There are still more nice people in this world."

"But-"

"Everything has both pros and cons. Although I have been half-dead by individual students, I am relieved to think that most of the children are so innocent and cute. There is no need to worry about work. When a boss is a salary, I will weigh these things into consideration, so you can go after your little meat with peace of mind." Qi Yan smiled and comforted, and kissed her on the cheek.

The corners of Ms. Lin's mouth curled up, she shook her head and sighed, "Hey, I can't tell you, that's all."

The mother and daughter chatted for a while. In the evening, the nanny aunt bought vegetables and came back to cook, and Papa Qi came back.

He usually stays at home with his wife on weekends, but today he went to the factory temporarily for some business. When he left in the morning, he was reluctant to enter the house with a spring breeze. He smiled so much that his face was full of pleats. He didn’t ask. Conjure a gift for the mother and daughter.

When the family sat down at the dinner table, he solemnly said: "Xinbei wants to cooperate with us."

"Which Xinbei?"

"New Taipei Group."

"Hey—" Ms. Lin sneered, "Feng Shui turns around."

Papa Qi also laughed, both ironic and proud.

Qi Yan didn’t know what my parents were playing. I just felt that in the cloud, Ms. Lin gave her a chopstick dish and explained: “This company is very proud. I talked about a cooperation earlier, and I disliked our scale. It's too small like a workshop, and I regretted it temporarily. It was probably something that happened when you were in high school."

"Later, I found a foreign-invested factory, but it closed down this year due to policy issues, and the goods were not available." Dad Qi continued.

At this point, Qi Yan roughly understood.

To put it in a bad vulgar phrase: Today you are indifferent to me, and tomorrow I will make you unable to climb high.

The Qi family is now very cautious in selecting partners for cooperation, and the assessment process is also cumbersome and complicated. After all, with a big reputation, it is necessary to cherish feathers.

"I have a friend who works at the headquarters of the New Taipei Group. Would you like me to find her some other day?" Qi Yan muttered, "She doesn't know my family situation."

The couple stared at each other in a daze. Dad Qi took a sip of the table wine and asked, "What position?"

"The project manager of the foreign trade division should be a middle-level manager?" Qi Yan is a little uncertain. After staying in school for a long time, she is not familiar with the ranks of positions in private companies.

"It's useless, at least you have to be at the director level before you can know a little bit of inside information." Dad Qi shook his head.

"That's not necessarily." Ms. Lin looked at her daughter, "Yeah, you can find an excuse to visit your friends at the New Taipei Headquarters someday, ask someone to have a meal, and talk better in person..."

Qi Yan made an ok gesture: "Wrap it on me."

The new week is approaching, and it's closer to the final exam. The early Spring Festival next year means that the holiday is also early. Teachers of all subjects are speeding up the progress consciously or unconsciously, so as to leave some time for the students to review.

On Tuesday morning, Qi Yan woke up late, and when he got down to the parking lot, he remembered his vehicle license plate today and couldn't drive it.

After a few minutes of delay, the taxi at this point would also be blocked. In desperation, she squeezed the subway for the first time since work and arrived at the office before class. There are two classes in the morning, class three and class two, the first and second periods respectively.

Halfway through the second class, her mobile phone on the podium vibrated suddenly.

The caller ID shows "Joe".