The Rolls-Royce car slowly drove into the primary school gate.

Jiang Xiaojia studied in a famous primary school in the city. Many families in the city are proud to send their children to study here. In fact, those who can come to this primary school are all well-known families in the city.

But not many people drive to the parent-teacher meeting. A car moves tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, which ordinary families can't afford. The best car Yang Fei saw is the Jetta, which costs about 200,000 yuan, and the others are compact cars worth tens of thousands of yuan.

As soon as Yang Fei got out of the car, he saw a round and fat man getting out of a Xiali car next to him.

The fat man glanced at Yang Fei's Rolls-Royce and said thoughtfully: "Are you Mr. Yang Fei?"

Yang Fei said: "I am Yang Fei, who are you?"

"Hello, hello." The fat man said happily, "I am the deputy director of the South District Public Security Bureau. My name is Guo Bingshan. We had a meeting this morning and mentioned Mr. Yang. So when I saw the car you drove, I knew it was you. You are the only one in the province to ride such a luxurious car! Look at me, Xiali for tens of thousands of yuan, or the bus from the unit."

Yang Fei shook hands with him and said with a smile: "Good luck."

Guo Bingshan asked: "Mr. Yang, what are you doing when you come to this school?"

Yang Fei said: "Come and hold a parent-teacher meeting."

Guo Bingshan was stunned and said, "Mr. Yang, do you have younger brothers and sisters here to go to school?"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "A friend's daughter, his family is out of trouble, so I'll come to the meeting on their behalf."

Guo Bingshan asked which class it was. Coincidentally, his son and Jiang Xiaojia were classmates.

The two chatted and entered the classroom.

When Jiang Xiaojia saw Yang Fei coming in, she waved happily and shouted again: "Brother Yang Fei!"

"Xiaojia!" Yang Fei walked over with a smile and sat in her position, "Which parent meeting are you going to have at this time? What are you talking about?"

Jiang Xiaojia said, "I don't know either! When the teacher comes, you can ask him!"

Yang Fei nodded.

Parents had a meeting in the classroom, and the children ran to the playground to have fun.

Guo Bingshan came over and asked, "Mr. Yang, are you here for Jiang Zhen?"

Yang Fei nodded, thinking that it was not uncommon for Guo Bingshan to know Jiang Ziqiang's daughter.

Guo Bingshan added another layer of respect to Yang Fei.

He was able to hold a parent-teacher meeting for his daughter on behalf of Jiang Ziqiang, which shows that Yang Fei and the Jiang family are very different!

Guo Bingshan said: "Mr. Yang, if you have time, you can have tea together."

Yang Fei agreed with a smile.

The teacher comes in and the parent-teacher meeting begins.

Parent-teacher meetings in schools are similar. Bad schools may not hold parent-teacher meetings once every six years; ordinary schools may hold parent-teacher meetings once a year; good schools may hold parent-teacher meetings twice a semester.

Jiang Xiaojia and his school hold two parent-teacher meetings every semester.

What the teacher said was nothing more than tuition and miscellaneous fees, academic performance and so on.

Each parent paid 50 yuan miscellaneous fees, and listened to many clichés such as family-school communication and attaching importance to education.

What made Yang Fei happy was that Jiang Xiaojia performed well in school, and both her academic performance and classroom performance were commended by the teacher.

The parent-teacher meeting lasted for more than an hour.

Before leaving, the teacher asked, "Who is Jiang Xiaojia's parents?"

Yang Fei was about to leave, but he raised his hand after hearing this: "I am."

"Please stay, other parents can leave." The teacher said.

Yang Fei stayed.

After the other parents left, the teacher said to Yang Fei alone: ​​"You are Jiang Xiaojia's brother, right? Is it the first time I saw you."

Yang Fei nodded.

The teacher said: "That's right. Xiaojia's child has good grades and is very disciplined. It's the same thing, which makes us teachers very worried."

Yang Fei thought to himself, what can a little girl have to worry about? So he listened to him patiently.

"Xiaojia tends to fall in love early." The teacher said such words with a serious look on his face, almost shocking Yang Fei.

"What?" Yang Fei said in a lost voice, "Early love? Isn't this possible? How old is she? She doesn't have a child even at ten years old!"

The teacher said, "Yes, this is exactly what I worry about the most."

Yang Fei pondered: "Teacher, since you said that, what must be discovered?"

The teacher took out a small textbook with two words written on it and handed it to Yang Fei: "This is her book. Fortunately, I saw it, otherwise who would believe that a girl of a few years old actually had a crush on her?"

Yang Fei still didn't believe it, so he took it, turned it over and looked at a few pages.

The teacher said: "This is probably Xiaojia's diary. It was collected as a text by the Chinese class representative."

Yang Fei looked at it and said, "It's nothing? I remember all the trivial matters of life."

The teacher turned to the last few pages and said, "Look at this. What did she write?"

Yang Fei browsed it quickly.

The teacher stood beside him, pointed to the words on the notebook and said, "Look, at night, I was very scared. I got into my elder brother's arms. My elder brother held me and I pressed my face against his hot body. Listening to his powerful heartbeat, I was not afraid. Look, is this what a child should write?"

Yang Fei was stunned and then laughed and said, "Teacher, you misunderstood. I see this date, which was written yesterday, and I know what happened. Xiaojia wrote about the eldest brother, me. His grandfather passed away, and his parents went back to his hometown to see the mourning. That's why I took care of her. She saw her death, and after she came back from the hospital, she had nightmares at night and dreamed of her dead grandfather. She said she dreamed of a ghost, so she was afraid. It was me holding her that she slept peacefully."

The teacher said, "So that's how it is! Fortunately, it was a false alarm. I thought..."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "No matter what, I want to thank you. Such things cannot be underestimated. You are well taught in Chinese. Xiaojia is so young that she can write such a good diary. She may be a great writer in the future!"

The teacher said: "Yes, yes, especially good seedlings like Xiaojia, our school and teachers attach great importance to it. President Wan's father passed away? It's really good that Xiaojia can still persist in studying."

Yang Fei thought to himself that this teacher must know Jiang Xiaojia’s parents’ profession, but that’s nothing.

After chatting with the teacher for a few words, Yang Fei left.

When I arrived at the car, I saw that Guo Bingshan had not left yet, and it seemed that he was just waiting for me.

Sure enough, when Guo Bingshan saw Yang Fei coming, he came forward and smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, Xiaojia is nothing wrong, right?"

Yang Fei said: "It's okay."

Guo Bingshan rubbed his hands and smiled and said, "Children's education is really a big problem! Well, Mr. Yang, it's better to meet him by chance than to invite him. Please have a cup of tea!"

Yang Fei thought about it and thought that the police station where his father was located was just under Guo Bingshan's jurisdiction. Although Guo Bingshan's position is not high, the county magistrate is worse than to be in charge. It is better to be in charge of other people than to do business with him. It is clean and neat. He nodded immediately: "I'm just about to invite Director Guo to enjoy his face and have a cup of tea!"

When Guo Bingshan heard this, he immediately looked radiant and smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, please!"
Chapter completed!