Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Father Chen smiled as he glanced at them and nodded, "Okay, let's continue the meeting. If you have any opinions, just raise them. I'm not the kind of authoritarian person."

The shareholders' meeting lasted for two hours. When it ended, Chen's father came out with his son, followed by shareholders who looked unhappy but dared not speak out.

*

In front of Kyoto Hope Junior High School

On the first day of school, there were people everywhere. Parents sent their children here to register, receive books, and buy book covers. The place was very noisy with the chattering.

Li Fumei was carrying a large schoolbag. She glanced at the parents who had accompanied her to register, said nothing, and went straight to her classroom and sat down in her seat.

The head teacher looked at the parents standing below and the children sitting and whispering to each other as if nothing had happened, and felt a headache. These parents treated their children like ancestors.

"Hello, parents. I'm Chen Yan, the head teacher of the third grade. You can just call me Teacher Chen. Let me briefly talk about the learning situation last semester. I hope you will learn more from the students who have good grades."

"Of course, in addition to studying, the ability to take care of oneself cannot be neglected. Parents should especially let their children exercise more and not do everything for them."

Only a few parents listened to it and did not take it seriously at all. Most families have only one child and they all spoil their children like babies. They just took care of those trivial things.

The children are tired enough from studying, it would be good if they could have more rest. The head teacher is too nosy.

The students in the classroom were chattering: "Mom, I want to eat a hamburger. Can we eat a hamburger on the way home later? We won't have time when school starts tomorrow."

"Oh, you're still eating, baby, look how much weight you've gained. You've just been eating, drinking, and playing games at home this summer. If you gain any more weight, it's not good for your health. Mom will be sad."

"Have you finished your summer homework? The teacher will collect it after he gives the order. If you have finished it, Mommy can reward you with a hamburger."

Pang Chong's face collapsed, his fat face wrinkled, his eyes became slits, and he looked like a small hill. The mother and son were talking a little noisily.

Chen Yan raised her voice as she stood on the stage: "Parents, please keep your voices down and listen to me. Children are learning at school, so it's not bad to let them do some housework when they get home."

"Don't serve the food right in front of the children. If you do that, it will be difficult to correct the behavior when they grow up. Learning is important, but it's not the most important thing."

"For example, Li Fumei from our class is not only a good student but also very self-sufficient. She also works part-time during the summer vacation. You can learn from her."

The parents all looked over at him and said, "Teacher, who are you talking about, Li Fumei? She sounds familiar. She was the top student in the school at the end of last semester."

The head teacher nodded and said, "Yes, it's this child. She has a very strong learning ability and is also very self-reliant. She cleaned the dormitory herself during her stay and even worked a summer job."

"Wait a minute, teacher, where can a child of this age go to work during the summer vacation? That's child labor, who would dare to hire him? That would be a mistake, wouldn't it? Tell me where you can go to work during the summer vacation."

"This... is a summer job at the police station. It's not really a salary, but a bonus for helping solve a case."

The man in the suit chuckled, "Teacher, don't be ridiculous. The police station never hires summer interns. What can a 15 or 16-year-old do there?"

"If you can't serve tea or water, then if you see a corpse, you will be half dead. As for whether our child can take care of himself, it has nothing to do with the teacher."

"My family is worth over 100 million yuan. Even if my son can't take care of himself, there are nannies to take care of him until he grows old. Why should he learn those useless housework? It should be left to the poor."

"Oh, by the way, how much is a teacher's salary per month? Five thousand, right? How to educate the children is our business. You just need to focus on their studies and don't worry about anything else."

Chen Yan's original intention was to hope that parents would not be so indulgent towards their children, as it is easy to raise naughty kids. She did not expect that there would be parents who would criticize her like this.

Her face flushed slightly. "If this parent doesn't like to hear this, then just pretend you didn't hear it. I'm the class teacher and I'm doing this for the good of the children. That's my real intention."

Another stylishly dressed woman insisted, "Alright, teacher, let's end the meeting. Our time is precious, and you're just a teacher."

"Don't use this as an example to tell us. Children from poor families work hard just to make a living. We don't need that, so we can't do those menial jobs."

Meeting those impatient looks, Chen Yan swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue and was in no mood to say more. After a few words, she asked the monitor to collect the summer homework.

Qi Rong urged, "Pang Chong, give me your summer homework quickly! Don't waste time! The teacher has to leave soon. There will be no classes this afternoon and school won't really start until tomorrow."

"Why are you rushing me? I'm already looking for it. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Soon, a few wrinkled books were taken out. Qi Rong opened them and saw that the writing was complete, but the answers were obviously copied. They were so sloppy, as if they were added at the last minute.

"Pang Chong, how could you copy the answers?"

Pang Chong got upset when he heard this: "Hey, squad leader, don't go too far. Did you see me copying? If you didn't see it, don't talk nonsense."

"you……"

Mother Pang frowned when she heard this and reached out to pinch her son's ear: "Xiao Chong, tell me if this is true. You hid in your room before and said you were doing homework, but did you go play games again?"

"Ouch, ouch, mom, be gentle. I'm not playing any games. I really wrote these. Why don't you believe me?"

"Hmph, you better not be lying, or I'll smash your computer when I get home. I'll see how you can still play games. You really don't know how to study hard at your age."

The mother and son started arguing. Qi Rong frowned, put away her summer homework book, and moved on to the next student.

Soon all the homework for the class was collected, and Qi Rong placed the summer homework books on the desk in front of the head teacher.

The homeroom teacher, Chen Yan, glanced at the time and said, "Okay, today's class meeting is over. Children, please wrap your books in covers when you go home to avoid getting your hands scratched by the new books."

"Everyone go back."

A large number of parents and their children left the classroom one after another. Soon the classroom was empty, with only a few students left sitting in their seats.

Chen Yan glanced over and came over, saying softly, "Xiao Fumei, why don't you go home?"

Li Fumei raised her head and glanced at the teacher. She took out a lollipop from her pocket and handed it to him, saying seriously, "Teacher, don't be sad. Eating some candy will make you feel better."

"...!!"