The Group Pet Goose is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Boss

The two were about to enter the school gate, when another car came to the school gate, Liang Jinlan looked over subconsciously.

I saw a family of three got out of the car, an elegant middle-aged man in his forties, a middle-aged woman about his age, and a young man in his twenties.

Liang Jinlan recognized the middle-aged man, and a surprised smile appeared on his face.

Mom, who is that? Jiang Fanyue asked, seeing her emotions.

It's Director Song Song Ye! Liang Jinlan couldn't help but smile, she really didn't expect to meet Song Ye here today.

Could it be that Song Ye also came to attend the parent-teacher meeting?

Just don't know whose parent Song Ye is? Is his family a boy or a girl going to a middle school?

Liang Jinlan had intended to visit Song Ye before, but he had to give up because he had no referrer.

It just happened to happen this time, and this is a God-sent opportunity!

Just seeing their family of three chatting in a low voice, Liang Jinlan shouldn't rush forward to interrupt at this time.

Fortunately, there is still more time today, and she has a chance.

When Jiang Fanyue heard that it was actually Director Song, she also felt that it was a big deal.

She said softly, Mom, do you know who his child is?

I just don't know, shouldn't I ask you this? Who are the surnames Song in the third grade? Why haven't I seen Director Song here before?

Liang Jinlan remembered that she came to attend the parent-teacher meeting every time, and she was sure that she had never met Director Song before.

Let's go first, I'll think about it slowly. Jiang Fanyue said, thinking about the students of the third high school surnamed Song.

The two of them walked a little absent-mindedly, and suddenly bumped into a person.

Liang Jinlan was wearing high heels and was staggered when touched, Jiang Fanyue immediately helped her: Mom, are you alright?

It's okay, who is this reckless and doesn't look at people when he walks. Liang Jinlan complained.

When he looked up, he saw that the guy who bumped into him was a boy, wearing clothes with a huge skull printed on it, looking like he didn't study well.

Liang Jinlan's face sank immediately: How do you walk, don't you have eyes? What does it look like? Does your school allow you to wear it like this?

Song Xingyu received his parents here well, but he was hit by Liang Jinlan. Before he got angry, the other party started to get angry, and he didn't hold back his temper: You hit me, okay? I stood here and didn't move, yes You look around while walking, it's really the wicked who complain first!

Because of the snack thing, Jiang Fanyue was already angry with Song Xingyu. Seeing his rude words, she immediately protected her mother: Song Xingyu, if you have any opinion on me, just say it directly, you don't need to find a reason to target my mother! I know you are I want to help Jiang Zhe, but the matter between me and Jiang Zhe has nothing to do with you!

Liang Jinlan heard it and said, Is this the poor class students who often follow Jiang Zhe's butt?

There was obvious disgust and disgust on her face.

Jiang Fanyue said softly, Mom, Jiang Zhe and I have always had a bit of a misunderstanding, and the classmates around her always treat me like this. I'm sorry, but you are also ridiculed.

Forget it, what's the point of arguing with these people? Remember, you are going to the capital in the future, and these people can only be rotten in this palm-sized place, don't interact with them, and cause less trouble!

This was said to Jiang Fanyue, but her tone was vicious and threatening and warning Song Xingyu.

Song Xingyu was so angry: What are you saying in a dirty way?

Don't you understand what my mother said? You won't be fooling your brain in the unnamed class, will you? Jiang Fanyue was so angry at Jiang Zhe and Xia Enci today that she has been unable to vent.

Now Song Xingyu bumped into her muzzle, she relied on talking for her mother, even if she spoke madly, it was a big deal to say that she was so anxious to protect her mother, and she was too lazy to maintain her dignity.

You! Song Xingyu was angry.

Siyanzai held him back: Brother Xing, forget it. It won't look good if it gets too big.

Song Xingyu thought about it too. He was in charge of the reception here, and it was really noisy. At that time, Luo Qiaoyin would have to help clean up the mess.

He didn't speak any more.

Jiang Fanyue hurriedly supported Liang Jinlan and looked up and down: Mom, do you want me to take you to the infirmary?

No need. Liang Jinlan waved her hand, I really didn't expect that there are such students in No. 1 Middle School. You have to remember that you stay in the first class and don't interact with the students in the poor class.

Mom, you know. Jiang Fanyue walked inside with Liang Jinlan as she spoke.

He didn't care about Song Xingyu's face at all.

Liang Jinlan thought of Song Ye and said, Fan Yue, do you remember, what students surnamed Song do you have in your third year of high school?

There are not many people named Song, there are four or five. The one who just stood at the door is also named Song. After Jiang Fanyue finished speaking, Liang Jinlan was a little surprised.

She said, His surname is Song too? Shouldn't he...

Without waiting for Jiang Fanyue's confirmation, she herself rejected the bold idea: It shouldn't be possible for him. What kind of person is Director Song in Jincheng? Back in the capital, how could it be possible to raise such a dignified son? By the way, the student at the door is in the unnamed class, right? If Director Song really has a son who goes to a middle school, how can he let him stay in the unnamed class? ?

Jiang Fanyue thought exactly the same as Liang Jinlan, nodded and said, That's why he was excluded first. The other parents I've met are not Director Song.

Just think about it, who else is there?

And there's... Jiang Fanyue has only the last suspect left, It's Song Yuan, a classmate in our class who has a good relationship with me. I haven't met his parents, but according to various inferences, he most likely.”

That must be him. Liang Jinlan was sure, Since you have a good relationship, let him come over and sit down.

This is what it means to strike first.

As long as you have a good relationship with Director Song's son, you won't have to worry about not having the opportunity to visit Director Song in the future.

Jiang Fanyue did not expect that Song Yuan would have such a background.

Fortunately, she and Song Yuan have always had a good relationship, and Song Yuan has always had some ambiguous thoughts about her, but she didn't pierce this layer of window paper.

With these, everything is fine.

She sent Song Yuan a message on WeChat and asked him to come over in a gentle tone.

Song Yuan was flattered, and immediately replied to the message, saying that he would come right away.

Mom, Song Yuan said I'll come here.

That's great. Liang Jinlan couldn't help but smile.

On Song Ye's side, he and his wife and son came into the school.

Mrs. Song couldn't help looking at Jiang Zhe's figure: Miss Jiang, don't know where she is now?