"Sir, are you really the Jiang family?" Wang Meili said in shock.
Fu Jinhan frowned coldly, a trace of displeasure flashed in his black eyes: "what's the problem?"
"No problem, no problem. By the way, Mr. Jiang, you are Jiang mianmianmian's..." Wang Meili was frightened by Fu Jinhan's chill and lengthened her tone.
"Third uncle."
Fu Jin Han light answer, open mouth correction way: "in addition, I don't surname Jiang, surname Fu."
"Yes, Mr. Fu. I'm so sorry." After hearing this, Wang Meili forced down her suspicions and forced out a strong smile again.
At the same time, Wang Meili's heart set off a storm.
Isn't Jiang mianmianmian an orphan whose parents died?
And I heard that she grew up in an orphanage for the first 17 years, and she just returned to the Jiang family last year, so she was not valued by the Jiang family at all.
At such a small parents' meeting, the Jiang family sent such a person. Although he was not surnamed Jiang, he must not be an ordinary person.
Moreover, the surname Fu and Wang Meili are associated with a huge Fu Group, and their faces are more suspicious.
Is it true that all the rumors about Jiang mianmianmian are false, and Jiang mianmianmian is highly valued in Jiang's family?
The more Wang Meili thought about it, the more frightened she was. Thinking of her attitude towards Jiang mianmianmian, she suddenly began to play drums in her heart.
"Are you finished?" Fu Jin Han suddenly turned his head and opened his mouth coldly.
"Ah? Ah, after asking, Jiang mianmianmian's seat is on the left side of the fifth row by the window. Jiang, no, no, Mr. Fu, please take a seat
Wang Meili quickly recovered, dodged Fu Jin Han's cold gaze, lowered her head and said respectfully.
"Well."
Fu Jin Han answered and raised his feet to sit on the seat by the window.
As soon as I got into my seat, a touch of pink suddenly burst into my sight.
Fu chin Han looked down and found a small pink card in the middle of the thick stack of books.
Fu Jinhan picked up the card and opened it in his palm. There was a line written on it: "hold a parents' meeting well, don't leave a job."
The girl's handwriting was neat and neat. At the end, she painted a pink piggy head and painted two little hearts with red pen.
"Ha ha ha." Fu Jin Han looked at the card in his hand and began to smile.
Looking at the two little red hearts at the end, the whole body's breath changed, and the whole person was very happy. Leaning against the back of the chair, he relaxed.
On the platform, Wang Meili felt the cold low pressure in the left rear of the classroom dissipated and breathed a long sigh of relief.
The awe of Mr. Fu was so terrible that she could hardly speak when she stood on the platform.
"Thank you for coming to the parents' meeting of class 3 in senior three. I announce the beginning of the meeting."
Wang Meili said, looking at Fu Jinhan's direction with a lingering fear, and then began to distribute the student materials in her hand.
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On the other side, in the drama club.
The whole drama club is very busy. The members of the drama who are performing tonight are all busy running around.
"You guys, stop dawdling and move the props for tonight to the auditorium."
Lin Miaomiao stood on the stage with one arm on his back, and commanded several high school sophomore to make complaints about the ground.
"Wei'er, you see they are too slow to move things. It's really useless."