"Come in and close the door." Fang Zheng said expressionlessly.
Fang Chenyu lowered his head, hissed and breathed in the cold air before entering the study.
Fang Zheng frowned: "What happened to the leg?"
"I feel numb after going to the toilet."
"..."
Fang Zheng lowered his face and raised his voice slightly: "Fang Chenyu, are you still busy? I go to the toilet every day and squat for half an hour!"
"Don't you also squat..."
"What did you say?" Fang Zheng glanced coldly, "Let me ask you, what are you doing in there? Are you just wasting your good time like this!"
"I'm reading a book." Fang Chenyu pulled out a small book from his back like a treasure, and held it in front of Fang Zhengyi with a smile on his face, "Dad, you wrote the story of Cao Pino."
As soon as Fang Zheng took it and took a look, his expression brightened: "That's pretty much it. Learn some useful knowledge. Don't lie in the future. Children who lie can easily turn into pig noses."
With that said, he stood up, picked up Fang Chenyu and sat on his lap.
He sighed and said: "Dad is busy on weekdays, and all your mothers are spoiling you. You should know something about yourself, and you will be your elder brother in the future."
"Um."
"Dad, let me ask you, where did you rank in the recent class test at school?"
"Enter the top ten!" Fang Chenyu said loudly.
"Then who is the last in your class?"
"Zhang Ling."
Fang Zheng thought about it for a while and remembered it.
This is Zhang Gong's grandson... his genes are not good either, and his academic performance is quite poor.
Fang Zhengyi asked again: "How is the emperor's grandson doing lately? Is he studying well? How are you playing with him?"
"Oh, Your Highness and I have a good time. He goes to school late and got third in the exam last time. The teacher praised him for being smart."
Fang Zheng was relieved.
Fortunately, it's a good thing that the emperor's grandson is smart, and it's even better if he can play well with Chen Yu.
"How is your relationship with your classmates?"
Fang Chenyu thought for a while and said angrily: "It's okay, but Zhang Ling is always against me! I can't afford to play games even if I lose!"
"It's okay! We won't play with bad students in the future! However, you have to maintain a good relationship with the classmates. They are all friends. How should we resolve conflicts between friends?"
"I'm ignoring him!" Fang Chenyu curled his lips.
Fang Zhengyi said patiently: "This is not possible. You have to learn to cooperate. This is the solution to low EQ. What is low EQ? You don't understand the ways of the world and you don't know how to behave! If you want to succeed, you have to learn to have high EQ. Think about it, high EQ. How can emotional intelligence resolve conflicts?”
Fang Chenyu thought for a moment and then said, "My father is the principal, so don't be shameless."
"...?"
"..."
Fang Zhengyi's smile gradually solidified on his face, and then he slowly picked up Fang Chenyu and placed him on the table in front of him.
Pointing his butt towards the roof, he raised his palm and slapped it hard.
He yelled: "You bastard! Who taught you how to act like a fox and a tiger's power! Who taught you how to rely on human power!?"
Fang Chenyu cried: "Dad! Why are you hitting me? Stop hitting me! My grandfather is the emperor!"
Fang Zheng suddenly stopped and almost fell over.
The next second, he added a little more strength to his hand, and said with a grin: "Okay, you! Are you threatening your father and me?"
Bang bang bang.
After three more lashes, Fang Zhengyi finally relieved himself, pulled Fang Chenyu off the table, grabbed his shoulders and said angrily: "Honestly, who told you to talk like this? Are you? Did you threaten other students in school?"
"No one taught me, and I didn't threaten my classmates." Fang Chenyu whimpered.
Who doesn't love him very much on weekdays, but today he suffered such a disaster.
While crying, he picked up "Zo Pino" on the table and said: "I lied and turned into a pig's nose..."
"That's about the same." Fang Zheng glanced at the clock with a dark face, "Go back to bed. From today on, I will personally take care of you. You will bring all your homework and tests to me for inspection every day. You are not allowed to eat on the night you miss a day. .”
Dad checks it himself?
Fang Chenyu was heartbroken and finally nodded weakly.
He stooped and walked toward the outside of the study with a lonely figure.
As soon as he went out, he immediately stopped and muttered something.
"One plus one equals three, two plus five equals eleven..."
After saying that, he touched his nose and then laughed heartlessly in a low voice: "Hahaha, it's fake. The book is all fake..."
...
The train is running normally.
Fang Zhengyi's life is also on the right track.
It's rare that he doesn't have too many things to do. He is only responsible for the affairs of Jin Yiwei at hand.
I just read the briefing every day and make some flexible arrangements. The deputy basically arranges everything else.
There is still time in the evening to check on the completion of my son’s homework.
Except for Fang Chenyu's shocking words that day, his usual performance satisfied him.
The homework he brought back from school every day was neatly written and the content was substantial. At least his performance was much better than when he was in elementary school.
So for nearly half a month, his life could be described as leisurely.
Early in the morning that day, Fang Zheng slowly walked into the Zhenfu Department with a newspaper under his arm.
Before he even stepped through the door, he saw two Jinyi guards whispering to each other.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
The two immediately jumped away, straightened their bodies, raised their heads and said, "Good morning, sir! We are talking about the newspaper."
"Newspaper?" Fang Zheng took out the newspaper from his armpit and unfolded it, "Why, something big happened today?"
One of the Jin Yiwei said awkwardly: "It's not a big deal. I like to read football in my spare time. Tomorrow at the Mid-Levels Football Factory, the two strongest teams, the Chen Family Team and the Blacksmith Team, will have a decisive battle, so let's exchange experiences."
Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows, feeling a little bored.
He was still interested in football when he was in college. At that time, he called himself Zlatan Ibrahimovic on the court and imitated many well-known players. Some people said that his ball protection was like Henry.
However, he imitated Ibrahimovic so well that after sending his classmates to the hospital and being criticized by the school leaders, he had no choice but to withdraw from football, and his football skills were reduced to hair drying.
Later, as my physical strength faded away at work, I could occasionally play basketball.
There is nothing good to watch online about the fancy women's basketball team, which involves fierce steals and forced stops, crazy baskets, and the kind of game that makes you scream a lot.
But now, apart from pursuing a career and revising history, he has no interest in anything.
Fang Zheng rolled up the newspaper and nodded at the two of them: "Don't gossip at work. If you have nothing to do, just sweep the floor and get to work."
"Yes, Master Fang!"
Fang Zheng hummed and walked toward the door. He stopped as soon as he started, turned around and asked, "I said you didn't bet on football, right?"
The two Jinyi guards suddenly shivered and said in unison: "Absolutely not!"
Jinyiwei has an explicit order prohibiting gambling, and gambling will be immediately expelled without mercy!
A dozen people had been expelled from Jinyiwei because of gambling.
Now no one dares to mention gambling.
Now in front of Fang Zhengyi, he didn't even dare to act recklessly.
Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is there anyone in Jinyiwei betting on football? I think you really like watching football... You really don't bet twice?"
The two of them swallowed at the same time, and one of them said: "Jinyiwei has strict discipline, and I would never dare to think about it in my humble position. But recently I heard a god predicting the outcome of the game, so I couldn't help but chat a few words."
"Godman...who?"
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