"I'm at the door of your conference room." Xia Yan said.
Zhang Bowen turned around and saw Xia Yan standing at the door.
Xia Yan saw Zhang Bowen's face full of tenderness.
Lu Xuekai said respectfully: "Madam, please give me the materials you want to copy, and I will handle it."
Xia Yan took out the information from her pocket: "Brother Lu, please make four copies of these books for me and bind them into volumes. You are better at this than me, so I won't say more."
Lu Xuekai smiled: "Okay, madam, Mr. Zhang has told me, I will do it now."
After Lu Xuekai left.
Zhang Bowen was angry on the surface, but in his heart he was looking at a joke: "Yesterday I told you to go to bed early, but you didn't listen. It's okay now. You overslept and forgot about your son."
Xia Yan smiled, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him on the face: "Oh, my husband, please don't expose this kind of thing. It would be so embarrassing if you did."
"I know I'm sorry, but I didn't get up early."
Xia Yan coquettishly said: "Then why didn't you call me!"
"Ouch! You're still blaming me!"
"Of course, of course, it's your fault. You didn't call me to make up for your mistake." Xia Yan's voice became louder and louder as she spoke, "Dear husband, please do me a favor."
Zhang Bowen looked at the evil smile on Xia Yan's face, frowned slightly, and said in a joking tone: "Tell me, what excuse are you making up this time?"
"My husband understands me!" Xia Yan said with a smile, "On the way here, I have been thinking about what reasons are good?
I thought about it for a long time. Finally, I thought of a very good reason.
Your company's copier is broken. As soon as your company's copier is repaired, I will make copies for my son and send them to him.
This way I won't take the blame. "
Zhang Bowen suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "Yes, the copier has become the scapegoat."
When talking about these things, Zhang Bowen always laughs and gets angry.
Xia Yan will always take care of Zhang Bowen's affairs in a tight and orderly manner and will never forget it.
But when it comes to her son, she becomes an unreliable mother.
He always forgets something every time, and when he forgets something, he makes up lies with him to deceive his son.
Every time like this, Zhang Bowen feels that Xia Yan is still a child who has not grown up.
"Okay, hubby!" Xia Yan acted coquettishly again.
Zhang Bowen gently tugged on Xia Yan's nose: "Whenever this happens, let me lie with you."
Xia Yan pursed her lips: "Otherwise, your son will say that I am unreliable. Then do you want the copier to take the blame? Or will your son say that I am an unreliable mother?"
"Yes! Let the copier take the blame." Zhang Bowen hugged Xia Yan, "Are you hungry? You probably just got up and haven't eaten yet. I'll take you to eat something. After you finish eating, you can bring it to your son."
"But it hasn't been copied yet. I want to wait until Secretary Lu has finished making copies." Xia Yan was worried.
"At this time, you know you are worried. Don't worry, Secretary Lu is more reliable than you. He will take care of it. Let's go to dinner. What do you want to eat?"
"I have a bad appetite recently and want to eat something light."
The couple said and walked out together.
*
At 4:30 p.m., Zhang Xiaoli was finally "released."
As soon as she left the hotel room, Mu Mingxi stood at the door with a smile on her face: "Teacher Zhang, this is your bag."
Zhang Xiaoli took the bag and said politely: "Thank you principal."
"Teacher Zhang, I should be the one thanking you. You really made a great contribution to our second center this time."
Zhang Xiaoli was a little surprised.
"Let's go, I'll take you out!" Mu Mingxi said.
The two of them walked forward as they spoke.
“You also know that our No. 2 Middle School’s results are last in Binhai, and Binhai City is last in Dongjiang Province.
The higher authorities decided to inject new blood into Binhai Education and recruit 300 high-quality teachers. Therefore, there is an exam to take.
The Municipal Education Bureau asked the principals of middle schools in the city to recommend two schools. Each of the other subjects proposed a set of questions. As usual, Chinese was snatched up by No. 1 Middle School. No one in mathematics was willing to take this job.
No one wanted to ask this set of questions, so I took it. "
Zhang Xiaoli smiled lightly: "Then he threw it to me."
"Hahaha!" Mu Mingxi laughed a few times, using laughter to cover up his embarrassment.
He originally wanted to say it in a joking tone, but was he unwilling to listen to Teacher Zhang's tone?
But when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back. Everything was done, and it didn't matter whether Zhang Xiaoli wanted to do it or not.
"To tell you the truth, I am also making a bet with myself. I don't know if you can resist the pressure if I tell you."
"Haha!" Zhang Xiaoli smiled disdainfully, "Principal, what a big deal this is."
Mu Mingxi was a little surprised: "I didn't expect Teacher Zhang to be so courageous. If I had known earlier, I would have told Teacher Zhang."
"Oh?" Zhang Xiaoli said in a joking tone, "If you had told me earlier, you would have violated the rules and made a mistake."
"Haha!" Mu Mingxi laughed again.
In fact, Zhang Xiaoli knew that things were not as simple as Mu Mingxi said. Binhai No. 2 Middle School was not qualified to ask questions in the eyes of other schools. This was also the pressure Mu Mingxi said.
This kind of limelight is usually done by No. 1 Middle School and Experimental School. If not, it will be No. 6 Middle School, No. 8 Middle School, and No. 11 Middle School. It will never be Binhai No. 2 Middle School's turn.
Mu Mingxi probably wanted to hide something when he said this.
Zhang Xiaoli didn't bother to expose him. Seeing through him without telling him was the rule of the game between adults.
The two were silent for a moment: "Teacher Zhang, I think you have a lot of opinions about the Ideal Cup last time.
Now that the performance of Binhai No. 2 Middle School is so poor, the superiors are also considering strengthening the strength of teachers. This time the city is recruiting teachers, I applied for 30 places in one go. In addition to re-recruiting some capable teachers, how do you think we should improve teaching? "
Mu Mingxi had known before that Zhang Xiaoli was a very good teacher with a high level of teaching and the best reputation among parents of students.
He thought it was a rumor before. After being transferred, he saw a series of Zhang Xiaoli's teaching operations, especially the Ideal Cup incident. He saw Zhang Xiaoli's strength and courage.
He really wanted to hear Zhang Xiaoli's opinion.
He has always wanted to talk to Zhang Xiaoli, but he has never had the chance. Today is a good opportunity.
Zhang Xiaoli calmed down. Mu Mingxi definitely wanted to get good advice by asking this question.
She brewed her emotions for a while, feeling a little uneasy inside.
"Principal, I have a suggestion. I don't know if the principal dares to use it. No principal has dared to use my suggestion so far. And if it is used, it may cause public outrage."
Mu Mingxi's expression was serious and he was very curious. He looked at Zhang Xiaoli seriously: "Teacher Zhang, what do you suggest?"
Mu Mingxi was mentally prepared. If Zhang Xiaoli's method could improve teaching standards, he would use it even if it aroused public outrage.
He stopped and looked at Zhang Xiaoli seriously, looking forward to her advice.
