Chapter 44 (1/2)
A week passed in a flash.
This week, I don't know whether it was Yan Jinyu who made the point, or because of Yan Jinyun's words, neither Yan Qingyu nor Fu Ya ever bothered Yan Jinyu again.
From Monday to Friday, Yan Qingyu got up early and went to the company after breakfast. Sometimes she didn't even have breakfast at home. She didn't come back until she got off work late at night; As for Fuya, it's the same to go out early. Once you go out, it's a whole day. Occasionally eat breakfast and dinner run into Yan Jinyu, they are not good-looking at most, will not find fault with her.
Of course, there will be such a situation, Yan Jinyun's contribution can't be ignored, because one day when having breakfast, Fu Ya couldn't help but said Yan Jinyu in a bad tone. Before finishing his words, he was blocked by Yan Jinyun's strange mood.
Since that time, Fu Ya has never bothered Yan Jinyu again. She basically doesn't come back for lunch. She tries her best to set the wrong time for breakfast and dinner with Yan Jinyu.
What attitude do they have? Yan Jinyu doesn't care. It's right that she doesn't come to her. She's very happy.
On Saturday, the family rarely did not go out. Yan Jinyu went to the restaurant and saw the three people sitting at the dining table. After a pause, she walked over and sat down.
As soon as she sat down, all three looked at her.
Yan Jinyu didn't care either. They didn't speak, and she didn't speak. She began to eat breakfast.
”Cough.” Yan Qingyu coughs twice, but Yan Jinyu ignores.
”Cough, cough, cough.” Again dry cough a few, Yan Jin Yu just slowly lift Mou to look toward him, ”PA has what words to say directly.”
”I discussed with your mother and decided to send you back to school. We've contacted No.13 middle school for you. Next week you can go to school and report to senior three like your sister. As for the courses you owe, it doesn't matter. There are so many poor students in No.13 middle school that you don't have one more. ”
”No.13 middle school?” The voice of Yan Jinyun.
Yan Jinyu school where Yan Qingyu and Fu Ya discuss, it is clear that Yan Jinyun and Yan Qingyu repeatedly mentioned.
”Who doesn't know that No.13 middle school is the worst middle school in Beicheng. Miss Yan goes to No.13 middle school. My parents are not afraid of ridicule. I can't afford to lose this person!”
”Yun'er, don't make a fool of yourself! No matter how poor the 13 middle school is, it's also a serious middle school. You don't know what your sister is like. If it wasn't for your father's trust and a donation to the school, your sister would not even be able to enter the 13 middle school. ”
”It's all about money. Which school is different? Why is it the worst thirteen? ”
”What do you know! It's all about spending money. The money spent in No.13 middle school is the least... ”Surprised, Fu Ya stops.
Yan Jinyun put down his chopsticks, looked at Yan Qingyu and sneered, ”Dad, is Yan's group going bankrupt under your management?”
”What nonsense!” Since Yan Qingyu took over Yan's group, the operation is far worse than that of Yan Qi when he was alive. What he most taboo is that others say that he is incompetent and mismanaged.
”Since I'm not bankrupt, I can't even afford to send my daughter to a good school? Don't say money, we Yan Family's position in the North City, send a person to Boyu middle school's human relationship is still there
”Boyu middle school? Any student there has a head and a face. My daughter of Yan family is the one who has the bottom. I can't afford to lose this person! ” Fu Ya said coldly, ”besides, how can Yan Family's human relationship be used in such trifles?”
Little things
Whose mother would say that children's education is a small matter.
Yan Jinyun was so angry that her face turned red. She looked up at Yan Jinyu and saw that her client still looked as usual. She was even less angry.
Forget it, she doesn't care about other people's affairs. She cares about nothing!
Aware of Yan Jinyun's look, Yan Jinyu, who is stirring porridge with a spoon, has a slight radian on his lips, which is very small and disappears quickly. No one can see it.
”Well, that's settled. Jinyu will report to No.13 middle school next Monday.”
As soon as Yan Qingyu's voice fell, Yan Jinyu said faintly, ”from the beginning to the end, I didn't seem to have said that I would go to school. Shouldn't you ask my opinion first?”