Transmigrated as the Stepmother of the Male Protagonist in a Campus Story

Parents are busy with official business. Even if they come to the parent meeting in their busy schedule, it does not mean they will stay in school for a long time. Seeing that the biggest problem has been solved, several parents have already picked up their bags and talked to the teacher in advance. After leaving, someone took the lead, and soon someone would follow suit. Not long after, there were only two or three people left in the entire conference room.

Jiang Jinjin, Zhou Mingfeng and another parent.

Seeing that the two of them were not in a position to get up, the parent thought that the couple was going to talk about housework, so he hurriedly got up and picked up the briefcase. He smiled at Zhou Mingfeng and said, "Mr. Zhou, I will also go first. A few days are our company’s annual meeting. If you go there, you can say hello to me in advance and I will let the secretary arrange it."

Zhou Mingfeng also stood up and shook his hand with the man, with a modest attitude: "It is still not sure if there will be time to join in. If there is no time, I will let the assistant pass."

The man was satisfied and smiled openly: "Mr. Zhou, you are too polite."

Jiang Jinjin watched this scene with his cheek in one hand.

In fact, in the whole novel, what kind of person Zhou Mingfeng is, it seems that the author did not know clearly. His appearance, his role, is just to give a reasonable explanation for the male protagonist’s character, that is, the influence brought by the original family. .

Zhou Mingfeng is very busy, busy expanding his career, busy becoming the richest man, so he rarely has time to spend time with his son.

If it was Jiang Jinjin in his teens, he would understand the male protagonist very well, and would spurn Zhou Mingfeng regardless of the priority, and would not regard his son's affairs as the most important thing in life... But after a few years as a social animal, Jiang Jinjin will no longer Recalling my senior colleagues, who is not Zhou Mingfeng?

The work from 9 to 6 can be regarded as regular. When the project is urgent, it is common to work overtime until 12 o'clock.

Nowadays, jobs of this intensity are common in society. Unless you don’t want to earn money, you don’t want to earn money. How to repay the mortgage, how to repay the car loan, where does the money for the children’s cram school come from? Even if adults are alive, they can breathe as soon as they open their eyes. It is for money, so no matter how many complaints about the job, who would dare to quit the job if he was burdened with his family?

Besides Zhou Mingfeng, he is definitely not short of money now, but such a large group does not know how many projects are in operation every day, and these capital chains are even more uninterrupted. No matter what, someone has to call the shots. This person is Zhou Mingfeng. If he is slack, if he feels that he has made enough money, which one of his group’s employees, partners, and shareholders can agree?

You can't just quit your job if you want to. Similarly, the boss doesn't want to be wrong.

After Jiang Jinjin reacted, she and Zhou Mingfeng were the only ones left in the conference room.

She cheered up.

I thought Zhou Mingfeng was definitely going to test her, but the other side just glanced at her lightly and said, "Go back."

Jiang Jinjin received a pardon, quickly got up, followed him out of the conference room.

Today the parents' meeting was held in the second year of high school, and the school also decided to end school early.

Jiang Jinjin did not go side by side with Zhou Mingfeng, but one step behind him. He didn't know the inside story and thought she was his secretary. After walking a few steps, Jiang Jinjin yelled, "Mingfeng..."

This is the name she decided on after considering it for several minutes.

Calling her husband, it is better to shark her on the spot, she really can't call out to a stranger.

Shout, she doesn't have the guts.

The kid's father? never mind.

Then there is nothing wrong with only calling the name.

Zhou Mingfeng, who was walking in front of her, paused, turned his head, and looked at her indifferently.

This made Jiang Jinjin breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that she was right. If she called wrong, he would definitely be puzzled.

"Today the high school is off early today, you should have been sent by the driver too, and now two cars at home are here, I think, or I will go back and prepare dinner first." Jiang Jinjin thought that he was not critical at first. When facing Zhou Mingfeng, she feels uncomfortable. Seeing that she didn’t make him feel suspicious at this moment, she started to be selfless again, "Just let Zhou Yan take your car and go back. It's been a long time for you father and son. No see, there should be a lot to talk about."

Zhou Mingfeng said, obviously he had accepted her proposal. He raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Thanks for your hard work."

Jiang Jinjin smiled and said, "No hard work, no hard work. Then," she waved her hand, "I'll go back first."

Zhou Mingfeng nodded gently.

As if the pressure on his eyes was just Jiang Jinjin's illusion, she walked down the stairs with ease, and her whole body exuded a vigor and vitality.

As Jiang Jinjin walked toward the parking lot, she was thinking that although she hadn't worked **** the relationship between husband and wife before, she was not completely uninquired. As far as the news is currently inquired, many people include the two butlers of Zhou's family. And the assistant had never seen the original owner before the wedding.

It is not ruled out that Zhou Mingfeng has been hiding this possibility, but when you think about it carefully, the possibility is very small. You can see how busy Zhou Mingfeng is. He has time to secretly fall in love with a girl in the United States, and then surprise everyone NS?

do not care.

Even if Zhou Mingfeng noticed the clues, she didn’t care. She didn’t know the character of the original owner. There were not many people in the original owner’s address book. Zhou’s villa didn’t even know the original owner. She didn’t even know how to do her homework. Where did she start, and how did she learn it without a template? If you don’t have the time, you might as well be yourself. As she said before, if Zhou Mingfeng really wants to send her for slicing, she will have no strength to fight back. It might as well-a day is a day.

Jiang Jinjin was willing to go.

Zhou Mingfeng got into another car a few steps later and sat in the back seat. He watched the car she was sitting in with a heavy gaze and said to the person waiting in the car: "What happened at home recently? Something?"

Class two and three in high school, the students are beaming.

The final exam or something is just a small scene for them. After all, after entering high school, they have to take an exam once a month. They are all used to it, but after this parent meeting, the school will give them summer vacation directly. They have an illusion of Chinese New Year.

In the classroom, groups of three or five are discussing where to go in the afternoon.

Some want to go home to play games, some make an appointment to eat at an Internet celebrity restaurant, and some make an appointment to go shopping.

The atmosphere was lively, but the silent Zhou Yan was a little out of place.

When Yun Xin just got up and was going to come to him to comfort him, he had already taken a step ahead and strode out of the classroom.

Zhou Yan saw his father's car outside the school building. He pursed his lips. Before he hesitated, before he was ready to leave in a chic and nonchalant manner, someone opened the window of the black stretch car. At some distance, he saw his dad look this way.

Dad is the person Zhou Yan fears most in the world, and he is also the person most admired.

Zhou Yan couldn't control his legs and walked in the direction of parking.

Before he could get to the car, the driver came down and opened the door for him.

Zhou Yan had to get in the car. Zhou Mingfeng's car had soundproof baffles. He leaned over and pressed a button. The driver's seat and the passenger's seat in the front row seemed to form two worlds with the rear seat.

"Is he better?" Zhou Mingfeng asked.

Zhou Yan nodded: "Okay."

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is in good physical condition. He has a fever the night before and can go to school the next day without any problems.

Zhou Mingfeng stopped talking. The relationship between the father and son is indeed not very close, but it is not as bad as the brains of outsiders. The two have hardly quarreled. As a father, Zhou Mingfeng, in the eyes of outsiders, is almost blameless except for being too busy. After the divorce, It took six full years to marry again, and during these six years, there was no other woman around him. In order to make his son's life at school more comfortable, Zhou Mingfeng went uncharacteristically and donated teaching buildings to the school...

"Did you see my report card?" Zhou Yan asked after a moment.

Zhou Mingfeng: "I saw it."

Seeing his father's ordinary appearance, Zhou Yan even felt that he would rather his father be aggressive and beat him than this.

Before the third year of junior high, Zhou Yan's grades were very good. He was basically in the top three of the whole year. However, when he was in the third year of junior high, his grades plummeted. He didn't listen to lectures or take exams seriously. The teachers worked hard to persuade him. , He still goes his own way.

Originally, Zhou Yan could attend the best public key high school in the city.

Now let Zhou Yan recall it again. Even he doesn't know why he did this. Is it just to attract his father's attention?

He couldn't figure it out, but he stubbornly continued on this path.

He waited for the day when his father came to beat him and find him.

Zhou Yan's expression stiffly: "Aren't you angry?"

Zhou Mingfeng took off his glasses and wiped them gently, only to say, "You are sixteen years old."

The sixteen-year-old is no longer a child, and the law stipulates that a person of full capacity at the age of sixteen can bear full criminal responsibility.

"You are different from many people. There are many paths before you. You can choose to be aggressive, know your life goal, work hard to be better than blue, or do whatever you want. As long as you don’t commit crimes, you can also rely on it. Stay at home for a lifetime. Or, even if you don’t choose a path, you can live better than most people. This is the conditions I created for you." Zhou Mingfeng said calmly, "It depends on your own choice."

Zhou Yan Yin forbearance, "So you don't care what kind of person I will become?"

"It's not that I don't care." Zhou Mingfeng said, "I can't intervene, just like you want me to be a father... who puts your food, clothing, housing, and your life goals first, I can tell you clearly, I won't. The point is , You have to think carefully about what kind of person you want to be."

Zhou Yan's mood was like hitting cotton with a punch.

He was secretly angry. But Zhou Mingfeng was still calm and relaxed.

Zhou Yan remembered the childish wish he made when he was eight years old. He hoped that there would be a fairy who would turn his father into a father like Uncle Liu next door.

Will be angry, will become angry, will break his omnipotent self-confidence.

Jiang Jinjin went home early, and when he went upstairs, he happened to see the housekeeper and aunt carrying the suitcases upstairs.

It was a black suitcase, she knew it was Zhou Mingfeng as soon as she guessed it.

Zhou Mingfeng came back too suddenly today. The master bedroom occupied by her alone still contains her belongings. After thinking about it, she hurriedly said to the housekeeper: "Wang Sao, after putting the suitcase of Zhou Yan's father back in the room, you Remember to change all the sheets and covers, and don’t mess up my clothes when you put the luggage."

Zhou Mingfeng came back today, and she no longer owns such a big bedroom.

The butler was stunned for a moment.

Because he suddenly couldn't remember where he wanted to put the suitcase.

People sometimes doubt their own memories. Just like at this moment, butler Yang is not sure whether the room that the husband said is next to the study on the second floor or the bedroom where the wife on the third floor lives...

But the wife said so, the suitcase must be put back in the wife's bedroom.

Listen to the wife!

The author has something to say:

Jiang Jinjin: The gods are here.