Don't think of rebirth.

When Wang Jiaan returned home, Gu Qinghuan had just finished her homework. She came out of her room when she heard the noise: "Dad, you're back?"

"I'm back," Wang Jia'an picked up the bag in his hand, "I passed by a fruit store and bought a box of strawberries because they were having a special sale in the evening."

When Xiao Si heard the door opening, he jogged from the bedroom. When he saw Wang Jiaan carrying the bag, he went up to his feet and rubbed them twice.

Wang Jiaan put the bag down, it sniffed it, and walked away without interest.

Gu Qinghuan picked up the bag and went to wash the strawberries happily.

Gu Haiyan also came out of the bedroom and asked, "Is Xiaofan's father okay?"

"Fortunately, he is awake now and has eaten the multi-grain porridge. I wanted to bring the lunch box back, but he insisted on washing it before returning it." Wang Jiaan said.

"Is it hypoglycemia? Normally, hypoglycemia won't cause fainting, right?" Gu Haiyan asked again.

Wang Jiaan shook his head: "The doctor said it was an insulinoma and we need to be transferred to another hospital for surgery."

Gu Haiyan was just as shocked as Fan Ziran: "Tumor?"

"It's benign, not serious. He has contacted the hospital himself regarding the surgery. They said that once it's confirmed, they will contact Xiaofan's grandparents. With the elders accompanying him, Xiaofan won't have to worry about it." Wang Jiaan replied.

Gu Haiyan relaxed: "That's good. If the situation is serious, Xiao Fan will be too hard."

"Who said it wasn't true?" Wang Jia'an sighed, "I'm still studying. How can I be at ease with the situation of my elders at home?"

He thought of the conflict between Fan Ziran and Fan Yicheng, and talked to Gu Haiyan for a few more words, during which Gu Haiyan shook her head.

"How can there be no conflicts if you treat your child like this every day? I would say Xiao Fan is pretty good. Although he makes a lot of noise, he actually respects his father very much." Gu Haiyan frowned slightly.

"I also gave him some advice, but we were in the hospital and from his appearance he seemed to be very concerned about his reputation. We weren't acquaintances so I didn't want to say too much," said Wang Jia'an.

Gu Qinghuan brought out the washed strawberries and handed them to Wang Jiaan and Gu Haiyan, with one in her mouth, and spoke a little vaguely: "I know about this, too, and I'm trying to find a solution."

"What are you going to do?" Gu Haiyan picked up a strawberry and put it into her mouth.

"He is now starting a business in partnership with someone." Gu Qinghuan briefly explained the business of Fan Ziran and Liu Siyuan to his mother and father.

Wang Jiaan said with a bitter face: "Liu Siyuan is also a child with a miserable life."

Gu Haiyan poked him: "Isn't he working hard to make progress?"

Neither of them worried whether Fan Ziran's studies would be affected. For one thing, since he could go to school in Mingde and 4,000 yuan was given away at will, Fan's family must be well off.

As long as Fan Ziran doesn't think about starting a business in the future, it shouldn't be a problem for him to live an ordinary life relying on his family property.

Secondly, if the impact is really huge, given my daughter's personality, she will definitely not sit idly by.

Chen Zelin always told the parents during their regular contacts that Gu Qinghuan performed his duties as class monitor very conscientiously and conscientiously.

Now Gu Qinghuan talked about this matter very calmly. I think she has analyzed the pros and cons of Fan Ziran doing this. Let her handle it herself first.

"If you need any help, just tell us." Gu Haiyan patted Gu Qinghuan's arm.

After all, the relationship between the two families is not that close. Going up to persuade them directly would only seem presumptuous, and Fan Yicheng might not necessarily listen to him.

It is better to let the children try it themselves first. Whether they succeed or not, it will be a good experience.

On Friday morning, Gu Qinghuan saw Fan Ziran coming to school with dark circles under his eyes, and couldn't help but sympathize with him: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Come to think of it, my father would definitely be upset if something like this happened to him, right?

"Ah?" Fan Ziran's mind was clearly not clear enough. "Well, I didn't go to bed until about two in the morning. I was busy revising the plan."

Gu Qinghuan: ...

She pressed her temples and asked, "Did you change the plan after you went back last night?"

"Yes, the Discipline Inspection Commission wants it today. Once it's finalized, we can start work tomorrow." Fan Ziran replied.

At this point, he also realized what Gu Qinghuan meant: "It's not that I'm not worried about my dad, but the doctor said it's not serious. My dad is fine now, so I might as well continue to do my own thing."

He laughed self-deprecatingly: "I can't help much anyway, and he doesn't need my help. If I really go over to him, I might even be criticized for not doing my job well."

Gu Qinghuan sighed inwardly and said decisively: "Just follow your pace and ignore him for now."

Compared with Fan Yicheng, Fan Ziran's tough talk is nothing.

In this case, why should Fan Ziran be wronged to please him? It is not a question of who will give in first. Accommodation and communication are two different things.

Although it seems a bit like a cold treatment, there is really no good breakthrough at the moment, so it is better to continue to pursue career.

Fan Ziran managed to get through the whole morning by drinking coffee. After Jiang Chuchu heard Gu Qinghuan talk about his staying up late, she didn't wait for the lunch break, but finished reading the plan during the break and successfully finalized it.

When it was time for lunch break, she generously provided me with her lounge card: "Well done, take a good nap at noon."

Qin Yue had been to Jiang Chuchu's lounge before, and upon hearing this, he came over decisively: "Old Fan, you don't know where Chuchu's lounge is, right? I'll take you there!"

Jiang Chuchu stared at him speechlessly: And you guys also took a nap in the lounge, right?

Qin Yue pretended not to see Jiang Chuchu's gaze, put his arm around Fan Ziran's shoulder, and dragged him away.

Gu Qinghuan was still in the group and sent the finalized plan to Liu Siyuan.

There were still traces of modifications on the plan that was sent over after taking the photos. Liu Siyuan looked at the photos and felt that he was really lucky to meet Fan Ziran.

If it were someone else, when he refused to donate directly, they would probably think he was ungrateful and would ignore him.

Fan Ziran, however, was considerate of him and said that he wanted to set up a stall with him in partnership, and even wrote a plan seriously.

Liu Siyuan thought that he must do this well so that Fan Ziran’s investment would pay off.

He put away his phone and prepared to ride his electric bike to the dealership to return it.

The electric bike used for delivering food is rented, with a monthly rent of 180 yuan, and a pay-later arrangement. The owner of the bike shop felt sorry for him and gave him a discount; normally it would cost at least 200 yuan.

Seeing Liu Siyuan, the owner of the car dealership greeted him and said, "Xiao Liu, are you here to change your car?"

"No, I want to return the car." Liu Siyuan said a little embarrassedly, "I'm going to set up a stall with others and won't deliver food anymore."

"It's great to set up a stall," the boss said, "When you open it, tell me where it is and I'll go and support you."

Liu Siyuan waved his hands repeatedly: "No need, Boss, you have taken good care of me. I will treat you when the time comes. Well, I will transfer this month's car rental fee to you first."

"It's only been less than two weeks this month, forget it, just consider it as a celebration of your opening." The boss waved his hand, "Just park your car over there, and go back to work early."

"How can that be possible..." Liu Siyuan was interrupted by his boss before he could finish his words: "Why not? You are the boss and I am the boss? It's settled, let's go."

Liu Siyuan's eyes were a little hot, but he smiled and said, "If I can't do it well, I'll come back and rent a car from the boss."

The boss glared at him and said, "You kid, you haven't even started yet and you're already thinking about retreating! I'm still waiting for you to make a fortune, and then you have to treat me to a meal!"

Liu Siyuan smiled, waved his hand, and ran away.

He was afraid that if he ran too slowly, tears would fall.