Father An's eyes widened, he blinked and continued to look, but found that there was nothing there.
He suppressed his shock and felt the burning pain in his body.
On this side, Song Shanshan carried Xiaobutian on one hand and held Song Qiqi's hand with the other as they headed towards the school meeting room.
According to Song Shanshan's understanding, even if the parents of both sides were present, the issue would be resolved in the office. But this time they actually went to the conference room, which shows that the school leaders attach great importance to this matter.
She would not be so narcissistic as to think that the school leaders valued them.
The school just doesn't dare to offend the An family.
They arrived very early and the other party's parents had not arrived yet.
The tables and chairs in the conference room are neatly arranged, just like the conference room of a large company.
They found a place to sit down. During this time, people came and went to tidy up the display screens, wipe the tables, and make tea, but no one greeted them.
[Damn! School was supposed to be the last vestige of peace, but how come it's just like society? What a snob!]
Song Xiner took a big bite of the biscuit, as if that was the only way to vent her anger.
Song Qiqi sat upright with a restrained expression, licking her lips from time to time because of nervousness.
Song Shanshan had been observing her two sisters. The youngest sister had a mouth full of biscuits, and the seventh sister had dry lips. So she stood up and asked, "Hello, could you make us three cups of tea? We were in a hurry to go out, and we're a little thirsty now."
The teacher who was making tea glanced at her and took a look at her clothes.
Song Shanshan was wearing a light-colored cloth shirt, cotton and linen pants, and old Beijing shoes. She looked neat and tidy, with the temperament of a hermit, but she was not wearing any brand names or expensive decorations.
The teacher ignored it and continued with what he was doing.
Song Shanshan frowned.
Teachers who teach and educate students are so contemptuous!
Song Shanshan walked over and unexpectedly bumped into the teacher with his butt, causing him to stagger. Then he took action and poured hot tea into the cup, making a crackling sound.
Then pour out the tea, and this is considered to be the real process of brewing tea.
"This is how tea is prepared to make it fragrant."
She brought three cups of tea to the table.
"Tsk, a teahouse waiter knows these things, what's there to be proud of!" The female teacher said with disgust.
Song Shanshan staggered, speechless, and looked down at her outfit.
It does look a bit like a waiter...
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