The real boss is the pet of the wealthy small group

When he arrived at the school the next day, Meng Bao saw many students surrounded by the bulletin board.

Everyone was chattering about something, obviously very excited.

Just when Li Xiaomeng came out from inside, Meng Bao didn't bother to squeeze in any more, and asked her directly: "Mengmeng, what are you looking at?"

"The school is about to engage in social practice!"

Li Xiaomeng said happily.

Seeing that Meng Bao didn't seem to understand, Li Xiaomeng further explained: "Social practice means that you can skip class for a week, choose a profession that you want to observe, or experience it, or learn about it, and finally write an observation report. .”

"There is no class for a whole week! And there will be once a year!" Li Xiaomeng happily emphasized.

Kylin's class schedule is quite tight, this week is like a spring outing for everyone, it is a good opportunity to relax.

"I see." Meng Bao's reaction was average.

Li Xiaomeng just remembered that Meng Bao is a top student, and it might not be a pleasure to keep a top student from going to school.

But this did not affect Li Xiaomeng's good mood.

"I've already made up my mind, I'm going to do an internship in my company."

On the way back to the classroom, Li Xiaomeng shared her thoughts with Mengbao.

It's a bit embarrassing to say, but with Ling Can's help, her father's company was transferred to Li Xiaomeng, but she didn't go there for a day.

It's also time to see how the company works and learn a lot.

Just thinking about it made Li Xiaomeng feel very excited.

"Mengbao, what about you? Where are you going?"

"I don't know yet." Meng Bao replied, "I'll go back and ask my family."

At dinner that day, Meng Bao told the story.

Unexpectedly, the harmonious family dining atmosphere suddenly became tense, and there was a smell of gunpowder.

Ji Jingri acted first: "I just wrote a song for Luo Xue, and I'm going to shoot location shots in the desert soon, do Meng Bao want to come together?"

This proposal was immediately attacked by the crowd.

"In the desert, it's hot during the day and cold at night, and there may be sandstorms. What a pain, we, Mengbao, don't want to suffer."

"That's right! Mengbao's skin is so well maintained after all, if you don't go, you absolutely can't go!"

"Don't even think about it this time, kid. We drew lots to decide whose helicopter we would let Meng Bao take when we brought him back. You had already won the lottery. But don't take advantage of all the good things. You can give up this round. "

Ji Jingri can't laugh or cry, other reasons are fine, but what happened a year ago?

It's not like turning over old accounts like this, but it also shows how lucky he was at the time.

In short, the few obey the few, and Ji Jingri was ruthlessly eliminated.

"Sister, I'm going to join the crew again soon. This time I'm filming a martial arts drama. The crew is very fun. Come with me, I'll cover you!"

Ji Jingyue, a second-year middle school boy with a delicate face like a caricature, suggested.

Needless to say, it was rejected again.

"It's not that Meng Bao has never been to a film set, it's not new anymore."

"And you only go to filming on weekends, and Mengbao's practice will take a week."

"You've just become a bit famous, so just keep filming and don't get distracted, you know?"

Ji Jingyue: "..." Excuses are all excuses!

They just didn't want their sister to follow him.

The witty Ji Jingyue saw through everything, and angrily stopped talking.

So next, when Ji Jingchen proposed to let Meng Bao go to the hospital, it was Ji Jingri and Ji Jingyue who opposed him the most.

Ji Jingri: "Oh, you can't go to the desert, just let Meng Bao watch you do the surgery? If I remember correctly, you are either brain surgery or seppuku. Are you sure you want Meng Bao to watch this?"

Ji Jingyue: "Second brother, you are a doctor. You have a heavy responsibility at work. You must concentrate on your work to be responsible to patients. You can't take your sister there."

"..." Ji Jingchen's gentle expression almost cracked, "As expected of good brothers, I thank you all.

Ji Jingri and Ji Jingyue spoke boldly: "You're welcome!"

Ji Jingxing said at this moment: "Let Mengbao follow me. I'm going to play a championship next week, so I just take Mengbao to see the world of boxing. Children, it's good to have more contact with sports, how healthy it is."

When he was talking, he seemed to be a little hot, and he casually took off his casual jacket, wearing only a black cotton vest underneath.

The tight eight-pack abdominal muscles are looming, and the muscles on the arms are even more clearly visible like mountains.

Ji Jingxing is the eldest brother, and with his physical fitness here, his three younger brothers silently swallowed their objections and looked at Ji Huanyu expectantly.

They were too embarrassed to object, but Dad could.

Dad, come on!

Ji Huanyu did not disappoint them.

"Your proposals are all good, but let's let Meng Bao go to our Ji's Group for a week. Meng Bao is so smart, he shouldn't just appear as an observer. In the group, Meng Bao can directly get started , this is not only meaningful to the subject of Mengbao, but also meaningful to our company and even the society."

As expected of Ji's father, he speaks in the same way, and he is very conscious and reasonable.

It's a pity that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind.

Lin Wan said leisurely: "Girls, knowing a little about art can cultivate temperament. I'm going to prepare an art exhibition, and I can also ask Meng Baolai to be my assistant. I can still learn something, and it's also very meaningful."

Ji's father, who has always been strict with his wife, fell into crazy entanglement, but he followed his heart as always and followed Lin Wan's wishes.

Or the one who ate the leopard and expressed his disapproval?

Seeing the smell of gunpowder getting stronger and stronger, several elderly people in the family said they were choked.

Grandpa Ji said: "Okay, okay, I think everything is good, to be fair, let's draw lots."

It is not easy for people to object when the elders speak.

But when it was the draw, Ji Jingri was excluded again.

The reason is still that when he brought Lemon Bao back, he had already drawn a lottery once, so it should be given to other people in need.

Ji Jingri was very speechless, but unfortunately there was nowhere to appeal for grievances, so he could only watch with a heartbroken expression that he was "excluded" and became an outsider.

Next, Lin Zhixin prepared the box for the lottery, and Lin Senshu wrote everyone's name on the note.

Grandma Ji is in charge of drawing lucky winners, while Grandpa supervises the whole process.

After a set of very strict procedures, the much-anticipated lucky one was born.

"Hahahahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter, and the lingering sound was almost lingering.

Ji Jingxing picked up Lemon Bao with one hand, carried it on his shoulder and sat steadily: "I'm sorry everyone, I want to discuss the specific content of social practice with Meng Bao, goodbye."

Seeing him take away Meng Bao so arrogantly, everyone could only watch them leave with resentment and depression.

***

When all the light was once again swallowed by the night, the wind blew up the earth pit again on the cemetery in the suburbs of Beijing.

The orange cat in the pit was sitting squatting, and its condition was much better than the previous few days.

Suddenly, the orange cat hiccupped.

Immediately afterwards, a crystal ball the size of a ping pong ball flew out of its mouth, suspended in the night sky.

The ball lit up little by little, surrounded by green light, and the inside, like a TV screen, began to play content.