Reborn Blessed Sweet Wife

Chapter 1461 Caring Son

Although Zhang Hong threw harsh words at Chu Zhengming in the morning, it was just adding a hundred words, and it was not impossible to complete.

Don't look at when she spoke at that time, she was full of confidence, but she was really panicked.

Eight hundred words has already consumed too many of her brain cells, and now that it has become one thousand, she already wants to curse.

If one thousand is added every day, it will be two thousand after ten days.

My God, I have to write two thousand words for such a thing, my God.

Not to mention how many times she has to write and pass it, at least this book will be a big joke in the future, a black history that she can't erase.

No, it's fine if you don't pass it once, but you can't write it ten times or eight times.

It is even more impossible to let the number of words go from 1000 to [-] and then to more than [-].

"Two thousand to one thousand." Zhang Hong really wanted to write one thousand, but he always felt that Chu Zhengming must be trying to embarrass his subordinates, and it is estimated that there is no way to pass a thousand words.

Zhang Hong thought a lot early in the morning, and felt that Chu Zhengming didn't want her to have any more contact with Yang Weidong.

Maybe Yang Weidong already had problems, and I don't know if Chu Zhengming knew about it, or maybe he felt that something was wrong with Yang Weidong, and he just didn't want Zhang Hong to get in touch with him more, so that he could be less involved.

Alas, I knew Chu Zhengming's intentions, but it didn't help her at all in writing the review.

I can't tell him, I'm sorry, I know what you mean by asking me to write a self-criticism. If I don't go out, I don't have to write a self-criticism.

If you don't even think about this, Chu Zhengming won't respond to it at all. It's already good without adding some words.

Zhang Hong was helpless, "Human, I can only write down-to-earth."

"Don't think about crooked ways."

Zhang Hong yawned, sat on the sofa and thought about the whole process, "There must be something wrong."

Looking at the contents of the review book, Zhang Hong was thinking that there was no discrepancy between the whole process of writing yesterday and the reality.

"What's the problem?"

"What's going on." Zhang Hong really has a big head, alas, I really hate this feeling.

You know that you didn't pass it, you know there is a problem with this review.

But where is the problem?I'm sorry, we don't know, and we don't have an approximate range, or even a direction.

"We are just headless flies with no direction." Zhang Hong said helplessly.

After much deliberation, I just don't know the problem.

Zhang Hong looked at the first self-criticism that he had read countless times, "Ah, I won't read it."

"Don't read it." Zhang Hong threw the things away, then hugged her head.

After reading this review, there are really big problems.

At this moment, the phone rang, and Zhang Hong didn't want to answer it.

I always feel that someone called her to ask her how the review was written.

If Tuanzi knows that one of our review papers has not been written for a few days, then her face will really be trampled into the ground.

But the phone kept ringing, Zhang Hong was helpless, "Forget it, no matter what, what should come will come."

"I should face it bravely." Zhang Hongxiong picked up the microphone arrogantly.

It didn't take long for her to hang up the phone. If she had a mournful face before answering the phone, she now had a smiling face.

"Whoa, I finally know what the problem is."

"It should be right this time."

"I hope it's right. If it's not right, I don't know what to do."

"Hmph, if someone continues to say that it failed, I don't mind using some tricks."

Although Zhang Hong felt that this was a little too much, but in special cases, he didn't care so much, so he passed the task first.

Zhang Hong, who had an idea, was like a godsend in writing, and quickly wrote the review of more than 1000 words.

After reading it through, Zhang Hong herself was moved, "What I wrote is really not so good."

"If there is no way to pass this way, it is too much."

"Is there any need for me to write another copy?" Zhang Hong looked at the self-criticism in his hand, thought it over, and felt that he should memorize another copy.

Of course, the latter one should be written more sincerely, "I hope the first one will pass."

"Otherwise make another copy, and it will collapse." Zhang Hong copied the first review letter into a notebook.

"Bless you."

"Must I let me pass."

"Otherwise, if you come ten times or eight times, you will really die."

Zhang Hong looked at the second self-criticism and said, "Oh, if I write seven or eight times, I will use up a lot of this notebook."

"Whoever believes in one thing, and then just one self-criticism will have to be written several times."

"When buying a notebook in the future, buy the thickest one."

"Didn't he say that he wrote the self-criticism, and gradually it was dry stuff?" Zhang Hong felt that Chu Zhengming was just bragging.

But he has already said that, of course we have to save face, when he writes the review, we will see how he writes and see if he is bragging.

If the writing is really good enough, then the number of words should be increased. Shouldn’t those who always write review books raise their requirements?Can't be treated like a novice.

Zhang Hong yawned, "The top priority is settled, so I should be busy making money."

Alas, because of someone's behavior, she has been slowed down, "Continue to make money."

After Tuanzi knew that Zhang Hong was going to write a self-criticism, when he got home today, he said for the first time, "Mom, how is your self-criticism written?"

"Is it finished?" Tuanzi couldn't help feeling anxious when he saw that Zhang Hong was actually translating the manuscript.

"Mom, you can no longer translate manuscripts, you should write a self-criticism."

"If you make a mistake, you should deeply realize your mistake."

Tuanzi looked around and leaned into Zhang Hong's ear, "Mom, that's why I asked Brother Dandan."

"Brother Dandan said that's how he wrote the review, and then he passed the test."

"Mom, I think you should write like this, and then you can pass."

Tuanzi told Zhang Hong concerned. "Don't say that Brother Dandan's writing is not good, at least he passed the test."

Looking at the caring Tuanzi, Zhang Hong was so excited, this is our son, look at how sensible and caring he is.

I was worried that we would not be able to write a review, so I went to ask Dandan.

"Tuanzi, you are a good boy, thank you." Although Dandan's experience makes us unable to follow suit, at least these two children are good.

Tuanzi blushed and waved his hand, "It's all right."

"I go to and from school with Brother Dandan every day, so I can just ask."

"If it was someone else, they would definitely not tell me."

"Mom, write your self-criticism carefully and try to pass the test as soon as possible."

"You can't make mistakes again in the future, but you can be like Brother Dandan." Tuanzi was so anxious.

"That is, how could we make mistakes again." Zhang Hong was about to cry, really about to cry, never thought that both father and son would think that she would continue to make mistakes.

I really want to kill them, I really look down on people too much.

"Okay, mom is going to write a review." Son, you can go, if you stay here, I will cry.

Tuanzi thought that Zhang Hong was embarrassed to write the self-criticism in front of him, and left quickly.

Looking at the back of his son walking out cautiously, "Oh, although this child is a bit straighter, he has a good heart."

He lowered his head and continued to translate the manuscript. Anyway, whether he passed it or not, he just waited for Chu Zhengming to come back.

(End of this chapter)