Sun Feifei originally thought that with Ning Yuan helping her to resolve the problem, she would at most receive a warning or a demerit. As a result, the school directly dismissed her.
She was so furious that she immediately ran to confront Ning Yuan.
Facing the furious Sun Feifei, Ning Yuan was quite relaxed.
"Don't worry, Feifei. I will do what I promised. The school can't do anything about it, so I arranged a better job for you."
Hearing this, Sun Feifei's anger instantly dissipated by half.
But when she heard that Ning Yuan had found her a new job working in public relations for a German company, she was both surprised and delighted.
The profession of teacher sounds glorious and sacred, but the actual income is very low. If you want to increase your income, you have to rely on professional title evaluation.
For a young teacher like her who has just entered the profession, if she wants to be awarded a senior professional title, she will have to work hard for at least ten or eight years, and some may not be able to do so even in their entire lives.
Working in a foreign-funded enterprise not only increases your income several times, but also provides you with ample opportunities to come into contact with all kinds of social elites and celebrities.
By then, she could completely rely on her beauty and strength to find a rich husband. If that didn't work, she would still have other options.
Thinking of the medicine she had thrown away, Sun Feifei's eyes flashed with confidence.
——
Shen Mingzhu didn't know about the series of events that happened to Sun Feifei. She was busy with her career during this period.
But it wasn't as smooth as she had imagined.
She went to several large local food factories, but either she couldn't even get in, or as soon as the people heard why she was there, they started to chase her away without even waiting for her to finish her words.
Shen Mingzhu was not discouraged.
She rested for two days, adjusted her mood, took a new dress specially made according to Xiang Ying's size, as well as some snacks she made, and took Pei Ziheng to visit Xiang Ying's home.
When Xiang Ying learned that Shen Mingzhu had specially made a new skirt for her, she politely refused a few times before happily accepting it.
Xiang Ying was also a smart person. She guessed that Shen Mingzhu must have something to ask for since she came to her house and brought gifts.
"Mingzhu, if you have any problem, just tell me. I will do my best to help you if I can, but I can't help you if I can't."
Xiang Ying was straightforward, and Shen Mingzhu also frankly explained the purpose of her visit.
Xiang Ying's husband is an official at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, so his network of contacts must be much deeper and wider than hers.
Shen Mingzhu wanted to ask Xiang Ying's husband to introduce her to some heads of food factories or enterprises, even if it was just a chance for them to have a say.
Xiang Ying promised to help her, but did not give a definite answer.
Shen Mingzhu knew that this matter could not be rushed, so she changed the subject and talked about something else.
She came to Xiang Ying just to give it a try and didn't hold out much hope.
After all, including this time, the two have only met three times.
There is a long way to go, some things cannot be rushed.
On the way home, Shen Mingzhu held Pei Ziheng's hand and tried to walk under the shade of trees.
It's already the end of April, and the sun has regained some of its summer power, making my body feel hot.
"Mother."
"Hmm? Are you tired?"
Shen Mingzhu looked down at her son.
Pei Ziheng shook his head, "I really want to grow up quickly."
Shen Mingzhu teased him deliberately, "I want you to grow up quickly, too. How about I buy you some pig feed? Pigs will grow plump and round in less than half a year after eating the feed. If you eat the pig feed, you will definitely grow plump and white like a pig in no time."
Pei Ziheng rolled his eyes beautifully, "Mom, you are so stupid."
"Nonsense, why am I stupid?"
"If I were a piglet, wouldn't you be a sow?"
“…”
After all, she had studied for more than ten years, but her IQ was despised by her son who only had a kindergarten education.
But then she thought again, such a smart child is hers, and her mood improved.
"Mom, when I grow up, I will make a lot of money and open the world's largest snack factory for you, and let you be the chairman."
Even if she fails in her career, even if she can only be a housewife for the rest of her life, what does it matter?
It is an achievement and happiness that she has trained her villain son into a talent who can contribute to the country and benefit the society.
After coming back, Shen Mingzhu waited for a week but still received no news from Xiang Ying, so she basically knew there was no hope.
She decided not to bother with it for now.
One reason is that the weather is hot and she doesn't like to go out. The other reason is that there are still two months before the self-study exam in July. She plans to focus on the exam first and make further plans after the exam in July.
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On this day, Pei Ziheng said to Shen Mingzhu on his way home from school: "Mom, I don't want to go to kindergarten next semester."
Shen Mingzhu found it funny and asked, "If you don't want to go to kindergarten, what do you want to study?"
“I want to go to first grade.”
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Looking at her son's serious and pretty face, Shen Mingzhu stopped joking.
"Son, people have things to do at every age. At my age, what I have to do is to take care of you and let you grow up happily and safely. And what you have to do now is to go to kindergarten and play happily. When you are older and turn seven, you can go to first grade."
"Mom, you're not right."
"At your age, you should be pregnant with a baby, but you already have a son as old as me. Since you can have a son earlier, why can't I start first grade earlier?"
Shen Mingzhu: “…”
Since she couldn't convince her son with words, Shen Mingzhu decided to teach her son a lesson through reality.
"Son, these are the math questions for the first grade. There are 100 questions in total, and each question is worth one point. If you can get 80 points, I will send you to the first grade in the second half of the year."
"good."
Looking at her son's serious and pretty face, Shen Mingzhu smiled secretly: Anyone with a kindergarten diploma wouldn't be so easily fooled.
These one hundred questions were carefully selected by her.
Seventy of them are at the kindergarten level, and the rest are all content learned in the second semester of first grade.
Her idea was to make her son give up when he encountered difficulties without overly undermining his confidence.
As an old mother, Shen Mingzhu's plan can be said to be quite thoughtful and considerate.
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After studying until ten o'clock, Shen Mingzhu closed the book in her hand, stood up and prepared to go to the next room to ask her son to rest.
When she opened the door, she saw her son sitting on the sofa watching TV.
Was he stumped by the thirty difficult questions? Did he give up?
Shen Mingzhu was about to go over to comfort her, but Pei Ziheng jumped off the sofa first, picked up the notebook on the coffee table and ran towards her.
"Mom, I've finished all 100 questions!"
Shen Mingzhu took the notebook and flipped through it. She had done all the questions, but whether the answers were correct was still debatable.
Shen Mingzhu went back to her room, got a red pen, and sat on the sofa to correct the papers carefully.
Pei Ziheng stayed beside her quietly, holding a strand of her hair and playing with it with his little hand.
The first, the second, the third...
After correcting all the 100 questions, Shen Mingzhu looked at the page full of red ticks and was silent for a long time, then turned to look at her son.
"Can you please help mom get the kitchen knife?"
"Mom wants to split your little head open to see how you grow up and why you are so smart."
Pei Ziheng: “…”
Before starting, Shen Mingzhu: I want to teach my son how to be a good man.
After the end, Shen Mingzhu said: My son taught me how to be a good person.
(End of this chapter)