Help! I became a hot mom and taught my husband to be a bad kid

What puzzled Su Yuze and Wang Yifan was that the two of them bought toys and snacks worth 50 yuan each in the supermarket and went to the park to set up stalls accompanied by adults.

Unexpectedly, there were many children exercising like them in the park, selling all kinds of things, including balloons, garlands, toys, and stationery.

After a busy day of shouting and acting cute, they still couldn't sell anything worth fifty yuan. No one could even make twenty yuan, and they were all selling at a loss. Their products were not competitive at all.

The two people who were so excited seemed to be wilted, and they lost their appetite when they looked at the unsold snacks.

Instead, the two of them turned into little princes of cleaning, picked up a lot of plastic bottles, sold them for two yuan, bought a bottle of mineral water, and shared it. The colorless and tasteless water tasted a little sweet.

The two little kids couldn’t understand why they could make so much money during the autumn outing, but couldn’t make any money if they went to another place?

But the only thing that is certain is that studying is much easier than making money.

Since I don’t know how to do anything else, I might as well just study hard.

That rich guy who recovered the rocket also graduated from a good Ivy League university.

"What vine?"

"I don't know, but it's on the vines anyway."

"Calabash Brothers?"

"Is Calabash Brothers as powerful as me, Sun Wukong?"

"That's not as powerful as me, Ultraman!"

……

A new week has begun. This week, Lan Jia’s appearance will start with the morning news. She will appear on TV at 7 o’clock to accompany the audience for breakfast.

So, she had to go out at five o'clock, drive twenty minutes to the TV station, and start putting on makeup and familiarizing herself with the news releases.

Before the time travel, if she had a night shift or an early morning shift like this, she would sometimes choose to stay in the company apartment near the TV station, where there was a place for everyone to rest.

But now, she doesn't want to do that anymore. Even if it means getting up earlier and spending some time on the road, she insists on staying at home.

Seeing how hard her daughter-in-law worked, Liu Yufeng persuaded her to live in the company apartment after dinner on Sunday night.

"Jia Jia, let Ting Xi take you there. You won't get more than a few hours of sleep at home like this. It's too tiring, and it's not safe to drive so early in the morning."

"Mom, I'm fine. I just woke up twenty minutes earlier than I did there. Besides, a bed in an apartment is not as comfortable as one at home."

Liu Yufeng thinks that an extra twenty minutes of sleep is also good. "If a young person doesn't get enough sleep, the family doesn't need to worry. I can help Xiaoze with his studies and I will be strict with him."

"Mom, I really don't need to live there." To reassure Liu Yufeng, she told a white lie, "I can sleep in the lounge while others are broadcasting the news. Don't worry."

Liu Yufeng stopped forcing him. It was better for the family to be together. It felt strange that they had to live in two different places when they were in the same city. But she couldn't help but complain, "You TV stations are really stupid. Why don't you have some men on the morning news?"

Su Yuze threw himself into his mother's arms and said, "Mom, when I grow up, you sleep at home and I will go to broadcast the morning news."

Su Tingxi also comforted Liu Yufeng, "Mom, don't worry, I'll send her off in the morning."

"Dad, I'll go with you to send Mom off."

"Silly boy, you should be sleeping by then."

"But I'm also a man and I have to protect my mother."

"Children need to sleep more so they can grow taller, and then you can better protect your mother."

Su Yuze ran to his room, took out the Monkey King doll from the bed and handed it to Lan Jia, "Mom, if you take my Monkey King with you, it means I am accompanying you, okay?"

The little hand hugged Lan Jia's neck and kissed her mother on the face. "Mom, I will think of you even in my dreams."

"Mom goes to work early and gets off work early, so I can pick you up from school."

Su Yuze was immediately delighted, then shook his head, "No, Mom, just go home and have a rest. Grandma will pick me up."

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This Friday, a small but high-level forum was held in Hai City. During the department meeting, Wen Song decided on the personnel for the business trip.

Lan Jia was asked to report and leave on Thursday.

She didn't think too much about it. In this industry, business trips are as common as dressing and eating. The duration can be as short as one or two days or as long as ten days or half a month.

Although various self-media are now thriving, they cannot enter some high-level meetings at all. Moreover, the "short, flat and fast" style of self-media is only suitable for outputting emotions, not value.

What Lan Jia didn't expect was that Wen Song said he would go too.

As far as news reporting is concerned, large-scale conferences require a lot of people to be dispatched to the scene and to coordinate between the front and rear.

In general, there are usually two hosts, one male and one female. The female host is fresh and the male host is steady. They can basically handle all occasions and interview guests.

So, when they go on business trips, a man and a woman are a classic combination.

However, the scale of this meeting is such that one host is sufficient.

Wen Song's arrangement was unconventional: not only were there two hosts, but he, as the News Director, was also there in person. If two hosts had to be there, an English anchor would be more suitable to partner with Lan Jia.

"Brother Wen, there's no need for you to personally attend this forum, right?" Zhuang Wei was the first to object. "Sister Lan Jia is more than capable of going alone."

"Although this forum is small in scale, it's of high standard and features prominent guests. Not only will our domestic peers be present, but many international media organizations will also be participating." Wen Song paused, his gaze gently passing over Zhuang Wei's face. "This is my first forum at our news center. It's like a pre-launch training exercise for my report in March next year."

March next year? That's still a few months away.

Moreover, there will be two major events and conferences until March next year.

Wen Song continued, "Right now, TV stations are competing with mobile phones for young people. Although our news center has made great breakthroughs and achieved good results in new media, we still need more experimentation and effort..."

"Brother, can you take me with you? I've never been to such a high-end conference before."

"Are you looking at a show?"

"But I also want to make progress!"

Others: ??? This isn't a work meeting, how come I can hear flirting going on?

Despite this, Zhuang Wei still did not change Wen Song's decision.