Lin Lin's suggestion was very considerate of Zou Weijun, and Xie Qian's expression was a little strange.
He remembered that Wen Ying had a "dream of becoming a writer".
His mother changed after meeting Wen Ying. If his mother really went to work at the publishing group, it would seem like God's will.
"Xie Qian?"
Lin Lin was anxious. He didn't even say a word whether he agreed or not. He was actually distracted in front of her.
"As long as my mom agrees, I have no objection."
Xie Qian was now both happy and curious.
I was happy that Zou Weijun was willing to go out to work, and I was curious about what Wen Ying and Zou Weijun talked about.
Lin Lin had already begun enthusiastically planning Zou Weijun's career. She counted on her fingers for Xie Qian to see: in addition to publishing books, the group also managed and sponsored over ten newspapers and periodicals, and the group headquarters had more than a dozen functional departments. This provided Zou Weijun with a vast range of choices:
"There's an office, an editing and publishing department, an industrial development department, a teaching material development center, a newspaper and periodical development center... Which one do you think would be best for Auntie?"
Xie Qian thinks the editorial and publishing department is good.
Next is the Newspaper Development Center.
The worst are departments such as the Supervisory Auditor and the Information Technology Center.
He wanted his mother Zou Weijun to go to work, not because he expected Zou Weijun to earn much money. In fact, the shares and properties under Zou Weijun's name brought in a large amount of income every year, and the mother and son had no shortage of money living in Chengdu.
What is important is whether Zou Weijun can get a sense of accomplishment from her work. The Editorial and Publishing Department and the Newspaper Development Center are both what she likes. With her foundation, it is easiest for her to achieve results in these two departments.
Of course, whether Xie Qian had other subconscious reasons for recommending the editorial and publishing department, Lin Lin had no idea unless he said it himself.
"Hello, Editorial and Publishing Department. I'll go tell my aunt right away!"
Lin Lin walked up the stairs briskly.
Xie Qian then took out his phone and replied to Wen Ying: "Be careful tomorrow, don't let your parents find out. I have something to do, so I won't go with you to follow them."
Xie Qian is going to visit Jiang Xuekun.
Zou Weijun mustered up the courage to go out and work, but Xie Qian couldn't leave all the help to Wen Ying and his cousin Lin Lin. With Jiang Xuekun's abilities, arranging a job for Zou Weijun at the publishing group was a piece of cake. For the sake of the Xie family, Jiang Xuekun was happy to help, but Xie Qian preferred to consider it a matter of "kinship" rather than the family's reputation, so he naturally had to go and thank Jiang Xuekun in person.
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Wen Ying was stunned when she saw the text message on her phone.
When did she say she wanted Xie Qian to follow along?
With Xie Qian's looks, can she do a tracking job? She would be too conspicuous and would only expose herself to the target person.
Before Wen Ying replied, Xie Qian's second text message came.
"Thank you for my mother's matter."
Wen Ying blinked.
What are you thanking me for?
She would never admit it.
Wen Ying replied with a question mark, and Xie Qian replied with an ellipsis.
It is the current backward communication mode that limits Wen Ying's performance, otherwise she would lead Xie Qian on the road of emoji battles and there is no turning back!
Wen Ying was determined to follow them, so she went to bed early that night. It was just past seven the next morning when Chen Ru and Wen Dongrong were ready to go out. Because they left too early, Wen Dongrong didn't even go to buy breakfast. Yesterday, Chen Ru gave Wen Ying fifty yuan, and today it was Wen Dongrong's turn to pay. It looked like the couple would have to stay out for the whole day, so Wen Ying had to take care of her own three meals today.
After a night's rest, the couple felt better, but their expressions were not happy when they went out.
They were all resisting what they were about to do, but for some reasons, they had to do it, and the word "pain" was almost written clearly on their faces.
Wen Ying followed secretly behind.
Chen Ru and Wen Dongrong got on the bus.
Wen Ying hailed a taxi on the roadside.
"Master, catch up with the bus in front. Stop when I tell you to."
As long as you pay enough, not only can you catch a taxi and catch the bus, the driver can drive slower than a bicycle.
Wen Ying followed Chen Ru and Wen Dongrong out of the car, and then followed them upstairs.
There are many training and tutoring institutions nearby.
Those studying abroad, taking postgraduate entrance exams, and preparing for the college entrance exams.
Wen Ying hid behind the pillar and had already vaguely guessed the reason why Chen Ru and Wen Dongrong came here.
Arriving at the cram school entrance, Comrade Lao Wen's high spirits turned heavy. Chen Ru laughed at him, "Big boss, you're backing out on the second day?"
Wen Dongrong laughed, "I haven't forgotten the basics yet. I'm here to accompany you to class. Don't be ungrateful!"
Chen Ru rolled her eyes.
It's simply lying with open eyes!
Haven’t you forgotten the basics?
Yesterday, the tutoring teacher tested the students' level. She saw that there was still a large blank space on Wen Dongrong's test paper. When it was time to hand in the paper, Wen Dongrong just filled in a few random answers!
In the blink of an eye, Wen Ying is already sixteen years old. She and Wen Dongrong have both been working for nearly twenty years. Neither of them seldom uses English at work. She has certainly forgotten the little knowledge she had before, and Wen Dongrong is not much better.
If she can't do it, then she can't do it. She won't laugh at Wen Dongrong, but Wen Dongrong insists on being stubborn.
"Okay, you didn't forget. The tuition fee is the same, and we registered on the same day. Let's see whose tutoring effect is better!"
Just watch it.
Wen Dongrong doesn't think he will lose to his wife Chen Ru. He is always the head of the family and the smartest person in the family.
Wen Dongrong threw the big bag in his hand to Chen Ru, tucked his briefcase under his arm, walked into the classroom with his head held high, and looked like a leader.
During class, he was the only one who kept his chin raised high, and the teacher always asked him to stand up and answer questions.
Wen Dongrong was not sure whether his answer was correct. In front of his classmates in the cram school, he was sweating profusely. After two or three times, he hid his briefcase in the drawer and didn't hold his chin up as high as before.
Chen Ru snorted: You deserve it!
Wen Ying secretly looked out the window and couldn't help laughing.
The students in this classroom are all adults who have the same poor foundation as Chen Ru and Wen Dongrong and have to start from scratch. Chen Ru and her husband are considered older, but not the oldest.
They have all been working for many years and are now middle-aged. Their careers are neither going well nor going poorly. They have elderly parents and young children to support. They are unwilling to be left behind by young people in the workplace, so they have no choice but to bite the bullet and take exams and postgraduate entrance exams to improve their academic qualifications, hoping that their leaders will see their efforts.
Wen Ying smiled and felt like crying.
In the classroom, Chen Ru was still struggling clumsily with the phonetic symbols, while Wen Dongrong went from holding his head high and chest out to hunching his neck and listening attentively.
Wen Ying once again felt that strong parents are just ordinary people.
They have the shortcomings of ordinary people, as well as the advantages of ordinary people.
They care a lot about their reputation, so they come to cram school secretly.
Wen Ying tiptoed out of the cram school to save face for Chen Ru and Wen Dongrong.
Wen Ying did not go home immediately, but went to the mall and picked out two reasonably priced recorders.
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