"What's your name? I have a way to help you educate your son, and let him follow your example in the future. He doesn't want to be more talented. At least he can be a good man."

Zhang Xiaofan is meddling again. The policeman seems to see hope.

"Sir, really? You really have a way to educate my son."

The policeman looked at Zhang Xiaofan excitedly. His son is everything to him. His son's learning is bad. What's the meaning of his life.

Zhang Xiaofan has never been a father, but recently, some people often send articles on parent-child education on the drinking wind forum.

Some of these views are very sharp. For example, parents who often reason with their children often don't understand the truth.

Parents who often want their children to study hard often don't study well.

The person who wants to change himself is God, and the person who wants to change others is psychosis.

Be the pride of your child. Don't let your child be his pride.

These views shocked Zhang Xiaofan and made Zhang Xiaofan want to borrow these points to help the father and son.

"Sit down and eat first. If your son has a problem, you must have a problem first. You should always say something about who's child. Look at you."

"Although you love your child very much, you make him lose confidence and think he is nothing in your eyes, so it becomes like this."

As soon as Zhang Xiaofan finished speaking, the policeman's men were dissatisfied and pointed a gun at Zhang Xiaofan.

"What's your mother's qualification to eat with our head and preach to our head? Believe it or not, I'll shoot you now."

When the man finished, the policeman told the man to shut up, because what Zhang Xiaofan just said was too right.

He usually taught his son in this way. The man didn't speak anymore. The policeman sat in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

"I don't know what to call you, sir. I think you should be a big man, otherwise you wouldn't know so much."

Zhang Xiaofan knows that if he wants the policeman to do what he says, he must let the policeman admire him before he can listen to him.

"You're kidding. I'm a big man. Here's my ID card." Zhang Xiaofan said, showing the ID card to the policeman.

"Zhang Xiaofan, Zhang Xiaofan, Qinchuan City, Ganzhou Province, how is this name so familiar... You..."

The policeman remembered Zhang Xiaofan's identity and got up quickly. As Zhang Xiaofan, what qualifications did he have to sit with others.

The men behind them were puzzled. Their heads, after knowing the identity of the little farmer, why did they react so strongly and what the identity of the little farmer was.

"Mr. Zhang, I didn't know Mount Tai before. It's very offensive. Please forgive me, regardless of the villain."

Zhang Xiaofan smiled.

"It's not that serious. Let's get back to business. I'll help your father and son. Just do what I say."

The policeman nodded.

"Starting tomorrow, take a vacation for a period of time, live for yourself, go around the world and make yourself wonderful first."

"As for your son, don't worry about him or give him money. He will learn well after half a year."

"This... Is this OK? I can take a vacation, but there are so many things in our system that I can't leave."

"Don't worry, the world can be separated from anyone. Don't take yourself so seriously. What needs to be changed now is you, not your son, otherwise you will be crazy."

Zhang Xiaofan said, and the policeman fell into deep thought.

Zhang Xiaofan stood up, went to several Matt killing boys kneeling on the ground, patted them, and all the bamboo sticks inserted in their palms flew up.

They fell neatly on the table, and there was no blood on their hands. They turned their palms, got up from the ground and ran away every minute.

"Yingying, let's go."

Zhang Xiaofan has said what he should say. As for whether the policeman should change, it depends on the policeman's.

It's a kind of sadness to turn yourself into that for your son. If you don't cultivate yourself, you will definitely be a tragic figure.

"Oh!"

Zhang Yingying hears the sound, agrees and walks to Zhang Xiaofan. They are about to leave. The policeman asks Zhang Xiaofan to stay.

"Mr. Zhang, I've decided to do as you say. When I go back tonight, I'll ask my superiors for leave. You're right. Anyone can leave the world. I've taken myself too seriously these years."

"I take my son too seriously. I want to relax. When we meet again six months later, I will be a new me."

Zhang Xiaofan is very glad that the policeman can listen to his words. In fact, most people can understand their father and son's problems.

He loves his children so much that his father can settle his mistakes. Now he asks for leave. His son finds that he is nothing without his father.

If no one respects him, he will see himself clearly and will not follow a gang to kill Matt Hu.

Then again, he has no status. Why do those who kill Matt listen to him? How can he not learn well.

"Congratulations."

Zhang Xiaofan finished and left with Zhang Yingying. Several of the policemen ran to the policeman.

"Boss, you really want to listen to the little farmer. The little farmer is only in his twenties. He hasn't been a father. How can he educate his children? Don't listen to him. Besides, the police station can't live without you."

"Is the police really inseparable from me? I think you, the deputy, most want me to go! Don't be so hypocritical, you can die!"

"I..."

"Well, during my vacation, you will take over my position temporarily and do a good job for me. Don't be ashamed."

"Also, remember my words later. Don't look down on others. The little farmer just now is the founder of the mortal group that has changed the face of Africa."

"You can see his kung fu. Such a bamboo stick can easily pierce your arm. Who can do it? If I hadn't found him before, I'm afraid you would suffer today."

When the policeman finished, all the men took a breath and felt it was dangerous. They almost offended the big man because they looked down on people.

When the big people get angry, even if their top leaders talk to them, it may not be easy to use.

Just think, can they offend the leaders of most African countries?

"Thank you for your reminder. We will keep your words in mind in the future and do a good job in the work at hand during your leave."

The policeman nodded and took some of his men back to the police station.

Zhang Xiaofan and Zhang Yingying returned to the hotel. They were just about to rest. Huang Jiaojiao called and said there were important things to discuss together.

Zhang Xiaofan puts on his clothes again to see Huang Jiaojiao. It's inconvenient to call a car because it's already more than one o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Xiaofan ran to Huang Jiaojiao's hotel. As a result, on the way, there were several foreign killers who wanted Zhang Xiaofan's life.