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"A long-term business trip?"

Tong Wenjie frowned upon hearing this: "Isn't your company's main business in China? Why do you travel for a long time?"

Fang Yuan said: "I need to transfer to Juhua this time. Juhua has business in several overseas countries, especially in Africa."

"Going to Africa?"

"The leader said that this possibility is not ruled out, and it is also possible to go to South America and Central Asia."

"Then... what about Fang Yifan and Lei'er?"

One must know that during the days when Fangyuan was out of work, he was the one who cooked for the two children and took care of their food and daily life. If he really had to travel frequently, wouldn't he be able to take care of family affairs?

"Didn't I often go on business trips when I was at Lao Yang's side? Now Lei'er has adapted to the life here. For breakfast, you get up early every day to make some for them. If you can't, go to the snack shop outside to buy ready-made ones. Lunch Let them have dinner at school, Saturday and Sunday would be better arranged."

"You are also on a business trip there, but it's not for a long time. Now you have to go abroad. It's so chaotic outside."

"Daughter-in-law." Fang Yuan put his arms around Tong Wenjie's shoulders, and made a pair of scissors hands in front of her: "I've done the math, and I can pay this amount with subsidies."

"20,000?"

"It's a little bit more, and it's worth 300,000 yuan a year."

"That's okay."

Tong Wenjie remembered that when she was the deputy director of finance, she only earned more than 200,000 a year.

"That's right." Fang Yuan said, "Plus, Ju Hua's overseas business has matured long ago, and he has a good relationship with the local government. Over the years, there have been no rumors of employees being in distress. Don't worry."

Tong Wenjie was still a little unhappy. After all, there was still a big gap between frequent business trips and long-term business trips. However, after thinking about the attractive salary and the expenses after moving to Shuxiang Yayuan, she finally chose to compromise.

"Did Ju Hua say when to leave?"

"I reckon that Fang Yifan's midterm exam must be over. It's the first time he goes overseas to reside, and he will have to undergo a period of pre-job training."

"That's okay."

Tong Wenjie nodded: "Honey, I don't want to part with you."

"I miss you too."

Fang Yifan opened the bedroom door, just in time to see the scene of the two getting tired, so he quickly took back the steps he had taken, and closed the door again.

...

The next day, Fang Yifan took Lin Lei'er to the Digital City to find someone who could repair the phone.

"The phone...is it really not repairable?"

"Difficult, I have seen this kind of situation a lot, the motherboard is broken, the hard disk is not broken, but this is not okay."

"Aren't you the most powerful person in Digital City? They all call you a great god."

Lin Lei'er begged on the side: "God, I beg you, please help me, the things in this are very important to me."

The man inside the counter shook his head: "The Great God is not omnipotent, so how about it, if you are not in a hurry, put your mobile phone here first, and I will help you contact professionals later to see if they can help extract the data."

When Fang Yifan heard that there was a door, he quickly responded, "No hurry, no hurry."

"That's fine, I'll keep the phone. I'll contact you after I ask about the situation and see how much it costs."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Fang Yifan took Lin Lei'er and left happily.

At the same time, a rare guest came to Song Qian's house --- Li Meng, the team leader of the third grade.

Li Meng is here for a home visit, because Qiao Yingzi always skips the first class these days, and she didn't attend today's composition lecture. Later, Qiao Weidong called her to ask for leave, saying that Qiao Yingzi was sick and wanted to take her daughter In the hospital, she thought that today's class was very important, so she made a detour to see if Qiao Yingzi was doing better. By the way, she sent Qiao Yingzi the handout of the composition lecture, and read it several times at home on Sunday, trying to master it.

Song Qian became angry all of a sudden, because she knew very well that her daughter was fine, and ninety-nine percent of her daughter went to the hospital because of Qiao Weidong's tricks behind her back.

After a few casual words, and seeing Li Meng off, she suddenly remembered the situation in 602, Building 6, and she suddenly understood that the clothes were not changed, the makeup was not painted, and she put on her shoes and walked out. Opened, and bumped into Tong Wenjie who was in a trance.

"Hey, Song Qian, what are you doing?"

"Oh, I'll go downstairs." Song Qian pretended to be busy, so naturally she was not in the mood to deal with her.

"Are you in a hurry? If not, I have something to discuss with you."

Fang Yuan went home last night and told her that she was going to work in Ju Hua, and that she might face long-term business trips in the future. After thinking about it all night, she always felt that she had no idea, so she decided to come upstairs to find Song Qian to talk about this matter. So, ask your best friend for advice.

"Is it okay at night? No, tomorrow."

Song Qian walked into the elevator involuntarily, pressed the button on the first floor, and the car door slowly closed.

As the feeling of weightlessness surged upwards, Tong Wenjie came back to her senses and said something was wrong, something was wrong with Song Qian.

"Song Qian, what happened at home?"

"Yingzi didn't go to school."

"Didn't go to school? Why?"

"Ms. Li came to visit my home today and told me that Yingzi hadn't attended the first class for a week."

"Huh? Then where can she go if she doesn't go to class?"

At this time, the two had already stepped out of the elevator and came to the door of the unit in Building No. 5. Seeing Song Qian walking straight to Building No. 6, Tong Wenjie immediately understood that she was going to Qiao Weidong.

"I just said that during these days, I saw Qiao Weidong's car in the garage for several days in a row, and wondered if your relationship with him had eased. It turned out that he moved back to the community behind your back."

Song Qian didn't respond to Tong Wenjie's words, she entered Building No. 6 with a sullen face, went outside Room 602, and knocked on the door with her fingers bent.

boom boom boom~

boom boom boom~

"Who is it? Here it comes."

Accompanied by Qiao Weidong's shout, the door opened with a click.

Seeing the two women standing outside, his expression was very unnatural, and visible panic climbed onto his greasy face.

"Song... Song Qian."

Seeing his ex-wife approaching the door, he even trembled when he spoke.

"Where's Yingzi?"

"What... what Yingzi."

Qiao Weidong saw Song Qian rushing in, so he quickly dodged to stop him: "What... are you going to do? You want to break into a private house, you?"

Of course he didn't dare to let Song Qian into the house. Qiao Yingzi hadn't gone to the first class in the morning for a week, and he called the teacher to ask for leave for the composition lecture on the weekend. In case Song Qian found out the little secret between him and his daughter , that would be great fun.

"Get out of the way." Song Qian pushed him.

Tong Wenjie pointed at Qiao Weidong with a threatening face.

Because of this daze, Song Qian broke into the living room, and immediately saw Xiaomeng drinking bird's nest in Qiao Yingzi's thermos cup. It was the bird's nest she stewed for Qiao Yingzi. She wanted to supplement nutrition for her daughter, but now she actually entered Qiao Weidong's girlfriend's mouth, how can she not be angry.

Glancing to the side, Qiao Yingzi was standing in front of the saucepan with a spoon in his hand, looking like a happy cook.

"mom?"

Song Qian looked at Xiaomeng, then at Qiao Yingzi, her face was so cold that she could freeze her to death.

She was looking at Xiaomeng, and Xiaomeng was looking at her again, and then looked at Tong Wenjie, who also had an angry face behind her, and said hesitantly, "Old Qiao, they are..."

Qiao Weidong hurried over and snatched the cup from her hand: "Oh, this is Yingzi's mother, and that is his best friend."

"Teacher Xiaomeng, we meet again."

Song Qian said something with hatred in her eyes, walked two steps into the living room, looked at the Lego gift box in the corner, looked at the astronomical telescope on the balcony, looked at the exquisite spacecraft model on the living room table, and Lego Millennium Falcon blocks already assembled on the coffee table.

"Mom, I was wrong."

"Mom won't let you play, and mom won't let you associate with Lin, and you'll be ignored?" Song Qian lifted up the half-person-high space station model on the table, and slapped it to the ground: "Secret base , I will let you have a secret base!"

Qiao Yingzi was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Qiao Weidong shouted, "Song Qian, this is..."

Before he finished speaking, Tong Wenjie glared at him: "Qiao Weidong, be more honest."

Song Qian was so angry that she threw a space shuttle model against the wall, and the Lego Imperial Star Destroyer was also overturned by her.

"Mom! That's..."

Before Qiao Yingzi finished speaking, there was a soft knock at the door. A man with a schoolbag on his back, an ABS sheet in his arms, and a canvas bag filled with oil in his hand came in from the outside. After seeing the people standing in the living room, he clearly Stunned, he swept across the messy floor after finishing his work, his expression became quite ugly.

"Who did it?"

He repeated: "Who did it?"

Will Song Qian be cowardly? of course not.

She originally came here with the intention of prosecuting the teacher.

"I did it."

The ABS sheet and the canvas bag fell on the ground, without further ado, Lin Yue slapped Song Qian's cold gaze.

snap~

With the flying ponytail and skirt, the mean-looking old woman was knocked to the ground.