Referring to Zhou Xiaofei, Xue Laowu immediately understood. He also knows that Zhou Xiaofei's grades are very bad, even the problem students in the eyes of the teacher. Factory director Zhou has always had a headache for his achievements.
The factory is also making fun of Zhou Xiaofei. If he really can't, he will work directly in the factory. Maybe he can be an official in the future.
These words are just casual jokes among the workers. They will never be said in front of factory director Zhou. Zhou Xiaofei is so young. What else can he do without reading? This job is just a bad policy.
Besides, what if people really get enlightened and suddenly love reading? Who knows what happened later.
Xue Laowu and factory director Zhou talked for a while before they went out of the canteen. As soon as I went out, I happened to meet Zhou Xiaofei. Today is Saturday. Zhou Xiaofei didn't have class, so he came to the factory to play.
When he's free, everyone plays well with him. When it's time to go to work, he's the only one left to play by himself.
At present, he is squatting under the tree, holding the tree branches falling from the ground to fiddle with the black ants walking around. He lowered his head and had a good time. He didn't notice the arrival of others at all.
Until he stopped two pairs of shoes in front of him, he raised his head and looked at it. At this look, his courage was almost broken.
Xue Laowu couldn't see the gloomy face of factory director Zhou from his angle, but Zhou Xiaofei saw it clearly. After he took a look, he jumped up from the ground and was about to run.
But he's a little boy. He can't compare with the factory director last week. He reached out and grabbed Zhou Xiaofei's collar. Raise it slightly so that his feet don't touch the ground.
Can only struggle in the air.
Factory director Zhou had a dark face and pursed his lips, not angry.
"What are you doing here? You're not going home to do your homework."
Zhou Xiaofei is not afraid of it. He is used to seeing factory director Zhou like this. Now he dares to choke him with his neck: "why should I go home? I have a good time here, so I won't go back."
"You!"
But for the presence of outsiders, factory director Zhou would have beaten Zhou Xiaofei hard. This smelly boy really has more and more courage.
"Xueer won the prize. You're still playing here. You're really going to piss your father off."
The words fell to Zhou Xiaofei's ears and could only receive Xueer's award. He smiled at the time and was happier than he had won the award. Now it's not fluttering. He was carried by factory director Zhou and asked him about the specific situation: "Xueer won the prize? Is it the first prize? Oh, she's so powerful. She's going to Beijing later. Beijing is a good place."
Factory director Zhou was really amused by his son's strange idea. He finally put Zhou Xiaofei down. Forget it, his son is not that material. If he is anxious, he may run away from home.
It's enough to grow up healthily and happily.
However, factory director Zhou still wanted to maintain his image as a strict father. He stared at Zhou Xiaofei and said to him, "go, be careful and don't run away."
"Alas."
Zhou Xiaofei ran away, and the figure soon disappeared. There was nowhere to see it.
"If Xiaofei is free, he can come to Xueer to play. Xueer will come to the city to study next year, which is more convenient for everyone."
"That's for sure. I'm counting on Xueer to improve our Xiaofei's performance."