Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

    "These are not enough to meet the standard," the blue ballpoint pen drew four or five numerical values, and his tone was not euphemistic: "The loss will come early, and it will start to grow later, enough for this child to hurt ."

    Jiang Wang nodded and said yes, turned around and took the child to get the medicine, paying attention to the list.

    He took a few steps and realized that Little Tail was not following, and said: "Xingwang?"

    The child followed with a pouted mouth, awkwardly a little sad.

    Jiang Wang squatted down to look at him: "Not feeling well?"

    The child shook his head.

    "Hate the hospital?"

    Peng Xingwang nodded vigorously.

    He understood that a certain deputy director of pediatrics just now was like a pork supplier.

    Jiang Wang thought something was wrong. When I was a child, I never cried when I had an injection and was kissed by a nurse. How could I be afraid of this?

    The man's face was stern, and his voice was deliberately depressed: "Tell the truth, don't lie."

    Peng Xingwang was stunned: "How do you know I'm lying?"

    The man stood up and walked forward: "I know what you like and what you hate."

    The child was suddenly a little happy: "Did your mother tell you that?"

    “…forget it.”

    When he was in the team receiving the medicine, Jiang Wang calmly patted his head: "Don't think too much, I'll take you to drink sour radish old duck soup at noon, not happy."

    Children originally responded to some emotions just now, when they heard Meat Cai’s face was sad again: “I don’t eat meat!”

    Then do the four bowls with great pleasure.

    Jiang Wang was free to feed the stewed duck rack to the little dog in the restaurant, turning his head from time to time to persuade him: "Slow down, no one will rob you."

    In 2006, the whole people are not yet well-off, and many families are happy if they eat meat two or three times a week.

    He also has to use the lottery station as a cash machine. If you are sure, you can make a full deposit and skip it. The deposit has doubled in a short period of time. Otherwise, how can you afford this little greedy? .

    The child began to cry while eating: "Meat... the meat is so delicious."

    Jiang Wang held his chin beside him and wondered, "I haven't been hungry for the past two days, why are you crying?"

    The child was only willing to talk to him after swallowing the meat in his mouth. He didn't know if he was crying or holding on to three hiccups with one mouth: "Brother, you, you are a good person."

    Jiang Wang was issued a good card for the first time in his life, and the object was himself, not very honored: "And then?"

    Peng Xingwang looked at him tearfully: "You, don't do bad things in the future, okay?"

    Jiang Wang thought about how to drink half of the old duck soup and had to persuade himself to be good, and nodded slightly confused.

    The child stopped crying immediately: "This is what you promised me."

    "Promise you, abide by the law," Jiang Wang wiped his oil and tears with a tissue, and said in a slow voice, "I don't have any requirements for you, it doesn't matter if your grades are good or not, you promise me Eat well and try to gain weight, okay?"

    Peng Xingwang burst into tears: "I won't agree! You can make me 100% in the test and I will never gain weight!"

    Jiang Wang wondered if he really abducted someone else's child.

    What happened to me when I was a kid...something wrong.

    In the new week, there are several consecutive calls from Speed ​​Wind Express.

    It is estimated that people have never heard of such a precise and strange application for joining.

    Jiang Wang sat on the windowsill and played with the snake that came with his mobile phone, waiting for them to call for consultation, and patiently cracked when he received the fourth call.

    "In this way," he said lazily, looking out the window, "I will write a report for you, select the location, analyze the industrial chain, grade the traffic trunk, summarize all the documents, one form, one report, and one report. Call me after you finish reading, okay?"

    The opposite has never seen the necessary craftsmanship of social animals across the ages, and said in surprise: "You can use excel"

    The typists are dissatisfied, what is the origin of this person?

    "excel, word, teambition, xmind, whatever you want, I have it here." Jiang Wang no longer asked more, but turned the control back: "Send me one by email, tonight I'll give you the set."

    The phone whispered for a while, and then switched back to a different person: "Well, are you interested in working in our company, our company headquarters is located in—"

    "No, I'll stay at home."

    Not long after the analysis report was sent, the mobile phone vibrated twice in the middle of the night, saying that Sufeng and their company had sent a commissioner to investigate, and they were expected to arrive the day after the day after sitting on a hard bed.

    Jiang Wang sincerely missed the 20 years when the plane was flying unimpeded for a while, when he shot a mosquito to death and fell asleep.

    Going to buy an air conditioner tomorrow.

    The sales representative sent by Sufeng is surnamed Liu, and he has a small flat head and is very energetic.

    The two rented a car to look inside and outside the city, even the factory area and the outer development area. Representative Liu snorted: "I still have what you wrote in your report. I thought it was bragging."

    "I blew a few words, but I hid it well, so I didn't let you see it." There is only one thing, I don't have much money to save, my family is poor, and it is not convenient for me to take out a loan to start a business."

    "If you really plan to expand your business here in the future, it is estimated that you will make some money."

    Representative Liu laughed: "That's a coincidence."

    In the past two years, Sufeng has met the head boss to simplify the acquisition of rights, and has merged a lot of franchisees.

    "If you were just starting out two or three years ago, you would definitely have to pay for the store yourself," the representative handed Jiang Wang a hibiscus king: "Now the top is determined to do something big, Let those oily slugs rubbing off the line get fucked."

    Jiang Wang sighed half-truth: "It's a pity, I still want to contract a few more kings."

    The two laughed and stopped after dinner.

    When I was full, I went home and the child was lying beside the lamp doing homework.

    Jiang Wang packed him an elbow: "What do you have for dinner?"

    Jiang Wang glanced at him: "Is the ballpoint pen finished?"

    "No," the child slumped back, stuffed his face in his arms, very embarrassed: "Drawing homework, the teacher asked the painting to be colored."

    Ginger forgot.

    He did that as a kid.

    Back to art class is the most embarrassing time, the teacher is not very talkative, he can only use the watercolor brushes of his classmates.

    In the beginning, the popularity was not very good, and the people around me who borrowed it for two or three weeks were also annoying.

    The child probably thinks that this is an unnecessary expense and has no courage to say it.

    "Let's go," he put the door key back in his pocket: "Go downstairs to buy."

    It takes five minutes to walk to the canteen. The boss dismantled half of the living room and used it as a storefront. At the moment, he was watching TV with his palm fan: "Hurry up, I'll close the door after this episode."

    Peng Xingwang stepped up and walked towards the ballpoint pen, when Jiang Wang carried his hat and turned 120 degrees: "Go over there and buy a serious watercolor pen."

    Peng Xing sighed, holding out a board of seven-color watercolor brushes: "Is this okay?"

    Then he touched his head again, pretending to be old-fashioned: "This is expensive and not worth it, I just used a red ballpoint pen to paint it a few times."

    Jiang Wang put the watercolor pen back: "Boss, how many colors do you have in your watercolor pen?"

    The boss was reluctant to stand up, still looking at the TV, he turned over the box of twenty-four colors and gave him: "This?"

    Jiang Wang waved his hand: "I said more."

    Peng Xingwang panicked a little: "Enough, big brother, really!"

    The boss vaguely felt the challenge and questioning, patted the mosquito on the calf and pulled it deep into the pile of stationery, and pulled out a box of forty-eight colors.

    Before Jiang Wang could speak, he took out a heavy box of 128 colors from a height on his feet, and raised his eyebrows as if he was hitting a secondary plane. "

    Jiang Wang put 128 colors in the child's arms: "How much, I'll give you the money."

    The boss didn't expect this guy to be so happy. He took the money and used the money detector to go through it, and he even gave him a box of plasticine.

    "Enough to spoil children, be careful of spoiling."

    Peng Xingwang was a little angry holding the watercolor box: "I won't go bad!"

    After he finished speaking, he looked up at Jiang Wang: "Brother, I will not become a bad child!"

    Jiang Wang looked at him as if he was going to join the army today, and thanked him for taking the child home.

    Think as you walk.

    It's me, I still look like me.

    The child held a super luxurious watercolor pen today and did not sing aloud, and walked for a long time in a dull way.

    When he walked into the dark corridor, he held the big box of watercolor pens in one hand and Jiang Wang's hand in the other.

    "Big Brother," Peng Xingwang said softly, "I like you very much."

    Jiang Wang was confessed by his own deity, and he didn't know how to respond, so he hummed.

    "I don't like you paying me money," the child said halfway through and didn't know what to say. After a while, he said, "I like you, take care of me, and care about me."

    Jiang Wang felt that the child was pulling him with extra force today, and half-jokingly said, "Are you afraid that I will run away?"

    Peng Xingwang nodded and shook his head, waiting for the time to open the door to make a decision on his own: "Forget it, I'll exercise more after eating."

    Jiang Wang: "...?"

    This is where.

    When the man took a bath, he reflected on whether there was any misunderstanding in the way he communicated with the child inappropriately. When he wiped his head and came out, he saw Peng Xingwang staring at the white paper in a daze.

    "Why don't you draw?"

    "The topic is the work of parents," the child looked back at him: "The teacher said that you can also draw brothers and sisters. Brother, what do you do?"

    Jiang Wang thought to himself that I can't let you draw a real estate transaction kpi, and after thinking for a few seconds, he said, "I'll teach you."

    "Huh?" The child was a little surprised: "What are you drawing!"

    "Should I draw the 81 bar or the 79 submachine gun?" The man was also thinking about this question: "Forget it, let's start with the 88 light machine gun, one-way recoil input rotary lock Structure, start with the low-light sight."

    The next day the child handed in a stack of machine gun drawings.

    The art teacher hit A while covering her heart.

    Peng Xingwang was worried that the teacher called the police and let the elder brother be shot for ten years, so he ran over to the podium: "Teacher, my homework—"

    "It's beautiful," the teacher nodded vigorously: "It's very beautiful!"