After observing a female teacher dressed in jeans and a jacket, with a neutral style, Chen Rou noticed that parents would frequently come up to her, bow to her, and speak with great respect. Clearly, she was an excellent teacher.
Just then, a college student-looking girl came over to hand out flyers for the kindergarten, and Chen Rou took one.
No one would have expected that the richest man's wife would be strolling around Kowloon with her child. Of course, those who hadn't seen her before wouldn't recognize her either. Moreover, when Chen Rou spoke, she deliberately used a mainland accent: "Excuse me, classmate, wait a minute."
The girl handing out flyers stopped: "Madam, would you like to have a consultation?"
Chen Rou pointed to the female teacher in the distance and said, "Could you give me her contact number? I need to contact her privately."
College students who work part-time are usually the most responsible people in a company.
They receive the lowest wages, but their sense of responsibility is second only to their bosses, and they are the most enthusiastic towards customers.
The girl looked at Xiao Ayuan first: "Wow, the little one is so cute."
He added, "Please wait a moment, I'll get you Teacher Liu's phone number right away."
Ah Yuan is almost five months old, and he's at the age where he loves to laugh and clap his hands. He gets even happier when a girl teases him: "Mang, Mang Mang!"
The girl left a short while ago, and then called back: "Madam, this is Teacher Liu's phone number."
Chen Rou had made an appointment with Chen Ke in advance. She got his phone number and was too lazy to listen to nursery rhymes, so she was ready to leave. But A Yuan didn't want to. The show wasn't over yet, and there was another new song: "Tick the bug, the bug flies, flying around like an airplane."
Chen Rou had no choice but to stay, and pointed at his nose, saying, "This is the last song."
The little guy clapped his hands like the children dancing on stage, his head bobbing like a rattle drum.
No wonder Nie Zhao was exhausted but still happy to be pestered by him. He really knew how to provide emotional value. When he saw his mother pointing at him, he didn't yell at her this time. He grinned and came over to kiss his mother's finger with his drool-filled little mouth. If there was a rocking horse and a dollar, he would probably be overjoyed.
Of course, Chen Rou only asked for the phone number to confirm whether Luo Huixiu was Zhang Ziqiang's wife, since many people share the same name. But just as her son was getting into the story and she was getting bored, she suddenly saw that Teacher Liu pick up the pager, look around, and then leave.
Even if her son makes a fuss this time, Chen Rou has to leave.
She picked up the little one, turned around, and followed, jogging across the parking lot before suddenly stopping.
Because she saw that Teacher Liu got into a car, and there was not only someone in the passenger seat, but also a submachine gun barrel standing upright in their hand. Needless to say, someone who would carry a submachine gun when going out must be a relative of Cheung Tze-keung.
As the car drove away, Chen Rou quickly wrote down the license plate number.
By the way, probably because this was the first time someone had carried him around, the little guy not only didn't fuss, but was also very happy. He also saw a McDonald's clown handing out balloons not far from the parking lot, and became interested, yelling excitedly.
Of course, Chen Rou couldn't take him for walks anymore; she had to go find Chen Ke.
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The Kowloon Police Station's dormitory building still has public toilets, meaning there's a row of public toilets at the end of the corridor.
It's common knowledge that the public toilets on the first floor are the smelliest, and most of them have a problem: backflow and overflowing sewage. When they get clogged, they have to be emptied. But with public toilets, who the hell knows what's causing the blockage?
Two police officers came downstairs and greeted a woman with a baby strapped to her chest and a bag in one hand. But how should I put it? With her short hair, sunglasses, and canvas shoes, she walked with a confident and stylish air, even though she was a mother.
Both officers were thinking at the same time, "Which officer has such a hot wife?"
But she spoke in Mandarin: "Excuse me, which room is Chen Ke staying in?"
The two officers were stunned at the same time, looked at each other, and found it unbelievable that she was a relative of those bumpkins from the mainland.
Chen Ke had already heard it: "Arou, over here."
Chen Rou turned around and saw Chen Ke peeking out of the public restroom at the end of the corridor.
She nodded to the two dumbfounded officers and headed towards Chen Ke.
Chen Ke threw down the mop as well, his voice laced with reproach: "Arou, how could you do this? Hug me right now."
They managed to get a dormitory room, but on the first floor, it was one of the two rooms opposite each other, closest to the public toilet. Dream on if they thought they could get a good night's rest. Wang Baodao poked his head out from the public toilet: "Hey, sis!"
He also said, "It's very dirty inside, don't come in."
Chen Ke took the child into the house. The house had been repainted and new linoleum flooring had been laid, but Chen Ke only picked up the documents and said, "This won't do. Let's go out and talk outside."
Chen Rou's idea was actually at the other extreme. She said, "Children don't need to be so careful; they have their own resistance."
Chen Ke said, "There is mold in this room. We have disinfected it seven times in half a month, but it is still growing."
They were really struggling, but they had no other choice. This was the best condition Chen Rou could get for them.
However, they also have a meeting room that is very clean, so the children can play there. It's just a bit far away, and you have to climb stairs, which are quite high. Without an elevator, you have to climb to the 12th floor.
Fearing she might be too upset, Chen Ke took the child and chatted as they went upstairs. He started by saying, "I always thought Hong Kong was so prosperous, but I didn't realize they actually work so hard. Look at this building, it has 12 floors and no elevator. The meeting room is on the 12th floor, and everyone has to climb up and down every day. It must be really tough."
Chen Rou said, "But they are really bad. Not only did they make you live on the first floor, but it's also next to the public toilet."
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