My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Mrs. Xie took Rong Hong to Xie's the next day.

Now the chairman is still Mr. Xie, but he has retired to the second line and will rarely come to the company. He will only show up unless there is a major decision that needs to be discussed with the board of directors. In fact, his rights are still firmly held in his hands. There are rumors that he is not satisfied with his son and wants to wait for his grandson to stand up before handing over power.

Xie Yanjun is the general manager. Mrs. Xie did not know what consensus was reached with him a few years ago, and she is also an executive at the company.

Seeing his wife take his son who has not recovered his vocal cords to the company, Xie Yanjun did not object.

His illegitimate child has been tortured by his wife and his father, and he has no opinion. He just blame himself for raising the appetite of his lover and his younger son. Now it is very good to have a life. Other things, think Don't even think about it.

All in all, he now has only a grandma with a son, no matter what the parents, he still hopes that the child is good.

Some of Xie's employees who were close to the core knew that Prince Edward was coming, and they were very surprised and very happy.

I heard that when this prince was estimated to be dead, let alone a high-level leader, that is, ordinary employees are sweating. What is really going to happen will definitely have a great impact on the company, and it will also cause the stock market. Turbulence, the company's economy and strength have to retreat for many years.

In fact, the situation like Rong Hong now is not suitable for work. Mrs. Xie also knows, but just said to bring him to familiarize herself with the environment. She is always at home, and she will be cured if she is not sick.

Mrs. Xie also told Rong Ye in private, "You are still young. It is not possible for your father to retire in a while and a half, at least ten years before this person can give it to you. I think so, wait for your health It ’s a little bit, and my voice has recovered, so go on to study abroad. It does n’t hurt to read more. ”

Rong Hong just glanced at her and nodded.

Mrs. Xie was relieved. She raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder. "Your dad wouldn't be in trouble anymore, and the old man would also stare at him. I hope you can relax for two more years, and wait until you are truly in power. You will be very hard. "

Mrs. Xie's plan, even though Mr. Xie did not understand, he agreed.

He thought that his daughter-in-law wanted to send his grandson abroad and stay away from these rights and wrongs for a while. Although he was a little confused, he didn't want to refute the love of his son.

Xie Yanjun didn't understand, "Isn't Grandma reading enough books? I've been working in the company when he was as old as him. He still has to cultivate more experience to be true."

Mrs. Xie just glanced at him gently, and her eyes quickly turned red. "It was because you had to call him back to work that he was out of the business. I would rather he do n’t inherit the company. Anyway, I do n’t agree, I He needs to be comfortable for years! "

With regard to the son, Xie Yanjun knew that he had treated his wife and son badly, and saw that his wife was entangled. He had no choice but to agree, but he also talked to the old man privately, "I really have nothing to say, am I not for the sake of I ’m okay, she ’s better. When the company is a dragon and a tiger, I have to take a rest for a while and then go abroad to study. What ’s the matter? It ’s just a delay for the child! ”

The old man glared at him, "Let's go with her, let alone her, it's because I'm still thinking about it now. Grandma is still young and has gone through these things and let him rest."

***

On Wednesday, after Song Yuan packed the house, he was ready to take Rong Ting to Beijing by high-speed rail.

Song Haiping drove them to drive them. Chen Linjing was on a business trip recently, not in this city, and it was less than a month before the New Year. Song Yuan was planning to go to Beijing after the New Year. But Song Haiping found a master to calculate his days. It was more appropriate to say that years ago, Song Yuan was not superstitious, but after passing through time and space, she was a little bit uncertain. The master said it was appropriate to move years ago, so move it years ago! Anyway, she will also take Rong Ting back to the city for Chinese New Year.

Song Haiping prepared a lot of food, and was still reading along the way, "The box lunch on the high-speed rail is not delicious. Don't buy it. I bought you some fruits and snacks."

Song Yuan was helpless. "It only took two hours. It didn't take long for us to have breakfast in the morning. It was only around 12 o'clock in Beijing."

"It's boring to take a car. Eat something to pass the time." Song Haiping has his own theory. "I will go to Beijing after a few days. When your mother is free, go to find a suitable nanny. "Your mother is very accurate. I'm going to find her for this aunt."

"Well, okay." Song Yuan also had no comment. She is now in Beijing and will not go to work in the company for a while. She just has time to take care of Rong Ting.

"Call me for something. I still have a few classmates and friends in Beijing, and they all can help."

Hearing Song Haiping's words, Song Yuan suddenly thought of someone, and he seemed to tell her the same way. He shouldn't be kind, after all, he said it several times. But she should not be looking for him.

At the high-speed railway station, today is a working day. There are not many people. Passing the security check is very smooth. Rong Ting followed Song Yuan to get off the elevator and faced the maglev train.

"This is the high-speed rail. I have forgotten the specific principle. You can ask the physics teacher when you go to school later." Song Yuan dragged the suitcase with one hand and got into the car with Rong Ting in one hand.

In fact, Rong Ting hasn't exceeded 1.2 meters, so there is no need to buy a ticket, but Song Yuan felt that it was not appropriate for Rong Ting to sit on her lap, so he bought two full tickets next to each other, which was much more comfortable.

She bought the ticket online with good luck and just bought a ticket by the window.

There are many people going to Beijing every day, and the seats in this carriage are basically full.

Song Yuan asked Rong Ting to sit by the window. She was sitting in the middle. The aisle seat was a middle-aged woman who looked very nice and offered to carry her suitcases.

A couple sat in front of them and met Rong Ting. Although the young girl thought he was cute and handsome, she whispered in her boyfriend's ear after sitting down, "It ’s really bad luck today, there are children, definitely It's a horrible thing, ah ah ah!

When you go out and take a car, you are most afraid of encountering a noisy child, which will affect your travel mood.

Originally, the couple thought that the child would be very noisy, and even took out the headphones and earphones. What was unexpected was that the child had always been quiet and had no meaning at all.

Of course, Rong Ting will not be noisy. Song Yuan already reminded him on the way. Don't make any noise when talking in the car. He just glanced at her lightly. "When was the noisy noisy?"

... Song Yuan also felt that his reminder was superfluous. Rong Ting is a person who pays great attention to image and manners, not to mention being outside, he will not quarrel or make trouble even at home.

After the train started, Rong Ting stared at the outside curiously.

Probably sitting in the car and didn't feel how fast it was, only a little feeling when passing through the tunnel.

At lunch time at eleven or twelve, many people bought boxed lunches and bubble noodles, even when they were about to stand. It is now more convenient, and some people are cooking small hot pots.

There is a self-heating hot pot on the small table in front of the middle-aged woman in their row, and it's hot, muttering.

Rong Ting stared at the self-heating hot pot, feeling very strange. After more than ten minutes, the middle-aged woman opened the lid, and a burst of spicy breath blew up.

Probably Rong Ting's eyes were too strong. The middle-aged woman looked over and smiled at him. "If the children want to try it, it's not very spicy."

"Don't eat." Rong Ting shook his head, and he has now learned to avoid "solitude" in front of outsiders.

He thought about it, looking at the charity brows of the middle-aged woman, hesitated, and said, "Thank you."

The middle-aged woman smiled, "Children are so good, they understand politeness."

Song Yuan was also a little surprised. She always had Jiao Rongting to take the initiative to say thank you to those who released his kindness and helped him. He was unwilling to do it. He did not expect that he would take the initiative to say thank you to others!

Rong Ting looked at Song Yuan, looking for praise but struggling to restrain himself.

Song Yuan was really happy. He reached out his hand and nodded on his forehead. "I'll give you a thumbs up, coo you are great, mom is so proud of you!"

Although he would always hear such words, he still smiled happily and proudly.

Song Yuan did not force Rong Ting to accept this era as soon as possible. She knew that the child wanted to go home, but he didn't think so long. Maybe in his plan, he just wanted to stay with her for a few years. Ancient times were his era, and the palace was his home. He was very opinionated, and if she had to force him to accept the fact that "he will never go home again", he would be very uncomfortable, and maybe even collapse. I will never be able to go home again, even an adult cannot accept calmly and quickly, let alone a child.

She just wanted to let him slowly get used to the life here, and wait until then, when he grows up, maybe he will accept it.

He is still so young, he has enough time, and she has the financial strength to protect his young mind.

Now, he has learned to say thank you to others, isn't that a big step forward?

When the terminal arrived, Song Yuan took Rong Ting to the taxi area of ​​the underground parking lot and stopped a car.

Song Haiping's two houses are in the Third Ring Road, and there are many restaurants near the community. Song Yuan looked for a restaurant and ordered a few dishes even for lunch.

The house they were going to live in was a three-bedroom house. Song Haiping had asked people to clean it inside and out a few days ago. The room was very clean. All the household items were available, and even the beds were made.

Rong Ting is really tired today, but he still propped up to practice the word of an hour before going back to bed.

When Song Yuan was preparing to pack his luggage, he received a call from Rong Hong.

When she saw the caller ID, she was a bit surprised. She had thought that the two of them would not have any contact with each other. He did not expect that he would call.

After answering the phone call, Rong Yun entered the theme for a while. "Ms. Song, I heard that your son likes and is good at calligraphy. I just know a famous calligrapher in the industry. If you are free, I can take you Go and see him with your son. If there is a fate, it is best to be a teacher and student. If there is no fate, it is good to give him pointers. "

Song Yuan was very happy to hear this. After all, the calligrapher in his mouth must be very powerful. If he really becomes a teacher and student, it is definitely a good thing for Rong Ting. When she was about to promise, she Those words that Dad had hovered in her head again. Can she bear such a big deal? It's okay to owe money to others, when will it be paid.

Seeing that Song Yuan didn't speak, Rong Yi said with a smile: "But you should also discuss with your son about such a big matter. You should consider it carefully and I will wait for your reply."

Song Yuan knew that he was kind, so he said, thank you.

"You're here in Beijing. Have some time to eat together."

Hearing Rong Hong's words, Song Yuan suddenly remembered that he helped them pay the bill that day, and then she transferred it to him on WeChat. He confiscated it. Think about it, she owed him a meal. .

Song Yuan was also embarrassed, "I should invite you to dinner, I invite you! You paid for it that day. When do you have time?"

"How about tomorrow?"

"it is good!"

After the two had agreed on the time and place to meet, Rong Yue also said, "Take your son with you, too. It is not safe for a child to be at home alone."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yuan felt like he was going to split.

Really, sometimes she felt that he meant her that way, sometimes she didn't ...

But after this meal, do n’t come back anymore. Dad is right. The capital of Beijing is too deep. She brought her son to Beijing to study, but not to fall in love! Yep!

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