Return To 1990

"You might have caused me some trouble again, and I won't worry about it for a day. If the teacher tells me tomorrow, see if I don't leave you, wash your hands and eat." Jiang Xiaoyan said a few more words to him, and walked out with the food.

Zhang Fengxia could see that Jiang Xiaoyan was very reluctant to face Lu Feng, but there was no way to go on like this.

In the past six months, she has also talked to Jiang Xiaoyan. What she said was that she felt ashamed and sorry for others. How could she have been married for so many years and still could not have children.

Coupled with the oppression of her native family, she now just wants to make some achievements and change her way of life.

This half year has not been considered in vain. Now Jiang Xiaoyan has improved many times in terms of product design, market pricing, and supply chain. In addition, he has negotiated with some suppliers, and his personality has also changed a lot.

While eating, Zhang Fengxia asked a lot of things. You don't need to ask to know. It must be because she was doing petty business at school. This little guy has a smart head, good grades, and a lot of ghost ideas.

Zhang Fengxia is even thinking that in a few years, if Jiang Xiaoyan doesn't care, this little thing will be able to earn tuition by herself.

"It's a little stuffy in the room, I'll go downstairs for a walk." Zhang Fengxia stood up after eating and said.

"Where's the boredom, that plan has to be changed."

"I know, take a look first. The packaging design is actually good if it's simple. I think the one discussed in the afternoon is good." Zhang Fengxia said, put on her shoes, and went downstairs.

When they got downstairs, Zhang Fengxia called Zhu Lidong from the phone booth, asked about Lu Feng's recent situation, and got the phone number of the group headquarters office.

Lu Feng just finished the meeting, and there is another meeting in the evening. Until the pager goes on sale, his arrangements should be dense, especially focusing on Motorola's trends.

The phone on the table rang, and Lu Feng picked it up and said, "Which one?"

"It's me!" Zhang Fengxia said while leaning on the phone booth.

For a moment, Lu Feng felt that the voice was a little familiar. He couldn't remember who it was. There were too many people dangling in front of him every day. He was stunned and said, "Who is it?"

"Can't you hear my voice?" Zhang Fengxia became a little angry in an instant, and said to the phone: "Listen again, I'll give you a chance."

Lu Feng felt very familiar, but his mind couldn't react for a while.

"Okay, I'm Zhang Fengxia. It's only been half a year that I have forgotten everything. I don't want to disturb you, but I have a problem. If it's my business, I definitely won't call you."

"You can also call me about your business. I can hear your voice. I've been busy recently. I went to Tianjin before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Don't be surprised. Those who can help you will definitely help you." Lu Feng was a little surprised when Zhang Fengxia called.

"There will be a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow. The teacher said that both parents should be present. Can you come? I just think that the child's father will not show up, and it is easy to be gossiped by the classmates in the school." Zhang Fengxia pondered for a while and said, "It's not Xiaoyan. What does sister mean, she doesn't really want to see you."

"Okay, I'll definitely be there, what time will I be there?" Lu Feng asked.

"First class in the morning, just go past seven o'clock. Do you know where the school is?"

"Know!"

Zhang Fengxia was also stunned when she heard that he knew the school. She didn't say much, and hung up the phone. Lu Feng wanted to ask her how she was doing recently, so she could only sigh when she heard the hang-up tone on the phone.

The meeting was held until ten o'clock in the evening, the shape design was finalized, and then I went to negotiate with the supplier. There will be many things tomorrow, so Lu Feng pushed the morning meeting.

"Mr. Lu, do you have something important to do tomorrow morning?" Du Guoying trotted and asked.

"There's something to deal with at home, what's wrong?" Lu Feng looked at him and said, "If you change your advertising, the overall positioning is no problem. You should communicate more with media companies, as well as offline advertisements. ,

Like billboards, walls, or something else, think about it. "

"Mr. Lu, Kevin called me in the evening and said he wanted to see you, but he said you lied to him." Du Guoying said with some lack of confidence.

"Where did I lie to him again? Why does he have so many problems?" Lu Feng frowned.

"He said that the international market is different from what was originally described. It is completely blank, and there is no one in the international department. If he is in this state, he can't do it and has to leave." Du Guoying whispered.

"Want to go? If I have everything, what do I want him to do? You tell him, if you don't want to do it, get out. Remember to leave the liquidated damages to me. It's endless. I invite him not to make him happy, but to let him come. He's here to work." Lu Feng said angrily, "Let him keep an eye on the export trade for me, and leave the trade agency company as soon as possible. Also, don't bother me, let him come to share things, not Troubled, Mahlergobi."

Seeing that he was already cursing, Du Guoying didn't dare to say anything, just nodded. He also knew that Kevin would definitely not leave. If he really wanted to leave, he went to talk to Lu Feng directly. By talking through himself, he just wanted to complain.

It was hard for him to be caught in the middle. If he didn't spread this word, he would have just helped him not long ago. Help spread this word, he will definitely be scolded.

Du Guoying returned to the office, picked up the phone and called Kevin. After the call was connected, the other end asked, "How is it? Did you say it?"

"I told President Lu that he doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Tomorrow morning, he has something to do, so the morning meeting has been postponed." Du Guoying replied.

"Didn't you talk about the salary increase?"

"No!" Du Guoying answered truthfully.

"Then what did he say?" Kevin asked curiously.

Du Guoying was also on fire at the moment. He was a newcomer, and he was forced to ask the boss about such a thing. Isn't this causing trouble for himself, and he said, "Boss Lu said, go to the Mare Gobi!"

"Huh?" Kevin on the other end of the phone was scolded dumbfounded.

"I didn't scold you, it was President Lu who did." Du Guoying's expression was a bit nasty. Lu Feng did say it, but he didn't convey what he said before. Du Guoying didn't believe that he dared to ask President Lu in person. .

Kevin was so angry that his nostrils burned, he snorted and said he knew, and hung up the phone.

"I owe you a favor, and you haven't always treated me as a gunman." Du Guoying put down the phone with a look of victory.

The next day, Lu Feng woke up at 6:30 in the morning and changed himself into a suit. After looking at it, he thought it was too formal, so he changed into a casual suit.

This is the first time he has participated in the parent meeting of his children in his two lives, and he is still a little excited, not to mention that he can meet Jiang Xiaoyan directly.

After changing three sets of clothes, I finally chose a gray casual suit and went downstairs to the school after seven o'clock.

In the first class of the school, there were bursts of reading in each classroom. When Lu Feng arrived at the door, the uncle recognized him at a glance, and shouted with a bald mouth, "Zhonghua, here again?"

Lu Feng looked a little embarrassed, and the uncle was even more embarrassed.

"I'm here to attend the parent-teacher meeting." Lu Feng touched, without a cigarette on his body, and said, "Next time, next time!"

"It's okay, we are all here to serve parents, not to show you how many packs of cigarettes are good, this school is a good school, it's strict." The uncle opened the door and said, "Go in, the child's mother also went in just now."

"Thank you!" Lu Feng politely walked towards the classroom.

When I got to the class, I saw four or five teachers standing on the podium. There were already a lot of parents sitting in the class. As soon as Lu Feng came in, Jiang Xiaoyan's eyes were fixed on him instantly.

"Dad, here!" Duoduo sat in the middle and waved to Lu Feng.

Jiang Xiaoyan seemed a little overwhelmed, her heart beat faster, licked her lips, and asked Duoduo, "Did you call him?"

"I do not have!"

Lu Feng came over, moved a small bench and sat down. Looking at Jiang Xiaoyan, he said, "I seem a little tired recently, so pay more attention to rest."

"It's okay, it's fine, you've been busy lately?"

"That's it!"

The two of them seemed to be somewhat restrained when they spoke, but Duoduo was unspeakably happy, holding a person with one hand, with smiles on their faces.

"The parents are all here. I called everyone here today because I want to talk about one thing, which is the issue of last semester's mid-term exam results. Again, educating children is not a matter of the school and requires the cooperation of parents. It can be seen from the results.”

"Zhou Yang did very well in the last exam because after returning home, his family urged him to do his homework..."

Parent meetings are nothing more than those things, from now to decades from now, the school blames the parents, the parents blame the school, and the two sides pull back and forth.

"Also, let's focus on it. There were parents' reactions before that Lu Duoduo's students sold things, which was strictly prohibited in the school. There were even cases where they used other students' money to buy things outside the school and then sell them. …”

Duoduo raised his head and said to Lu Feng: "Dad, I'm financing. I agreed to use it for five days, and they will ask me for money the next day."

Lu Feng touched her little head and said, "It's called drawing loans, so private loans won't work. You have to borrow from rich people. If you borrow from a teacher, this can't happen, right?"

Jiang Xiaoyan was a little angry, she reached out and hit Lu Feng, glaring at Lu Feng, "You still teach?"

The parents of several children in the class all looked at Lu Feng. After the parents meeting ended, a man with a big shoulder and a round waist walked over and said, "Too many parents, my child bought a stationery box. It cost 8 yuan, and this thing is only 50 cents. Money things, before you and your wife......"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll pay, I'll pay!" Lu Feng hurriedly took money from his pocket.

After losing a circle, more than 100 yuan was gone. The head teacher also asked them to go to the office to chat, and Duoduo said to Lu Feng: "Dad, I earned that, why do you want to pay?"

"This? It's called wiping the bottom of the pocket!" Lu Feng sighed.

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