"These are not enough to meet the standard," the blue ballpoint pen drew four or five numerical values, his tone was not euphemistic: "The loss came early, and it started to grow later, enough for this child to hurt."

Jiang Wang nodded and said yes, turned around and took the child to get the medicine, paying attention to the list.

I am deficient in calcium, iron and zinc. I was so hungry that I could grow taller when I was a child. I have to thank the junior high school cafeteria for unlimited rice and vegetable soup.

After walking a few steps, he realized that Little Tail was not following, and said, "Xingwang?"

The child pursed his mouth and followed, embarrassed and a little sad.

Jiang Wang squatted down to look at him: "uncomfortable?"

The child shook his head.

"Hate hospitals?"

Peng Xingwang nodded vigorously.

He understood a certain deputy director of pediatrics just now as an existence similar to a pork supplier.

Jiang Wang thought something was wrong. When I was a child, I never cried when I had an injection and was kissed by a nurse. How could I be afraid of this?

The man's face was stern, and his voice was deliberately depressed: "Tell the truth, don't lie."

Peng Xingwang was stunned: "How do you know I'm lying?"

The man stood up and walked forward: "What do you like and what you hate, I know all about it."

The child was suddenly a little happy: "Did your mother tell you that?"

"...Forget it."

When he was in the team receiving the medicine, Jiang Wang calmly patted his head: "Don't think too much, I'll take you to drink old duck soup with sour radish at noon, not happy."

The child had just responded with a little emotion, but when he heard Meat Cai's face was bitter and sad: "I don't eat meat!"

And then slammed into the four bowls.

In his spare time, Jiang Wang fed the stewed duck rack to the little dog in the restaurant, turning his head from time to time to persuade him, "Slow down, no one will rob you."

In 2006, the whole people were not yet well-off, and many families were very happy to eat meat two or three times a week.

It's also thanks to him that he used the lottery station as an ATM. If he was sure, he would make a full deposit and skip it quickly. The deposit doubled in a short period of time, otherwise he would not be able to support this little greedy.

The child started to cry while eating: "Meat... the meat is so delicious."

Tears flowed into his mouth, and he held the duck leg in his hand and gnawed at the slightest bit of meat that was not wasted.

Jiang Wang held his chin beside him and wondered, "I haven't been hungry for the past two days, why are you crying?"

The child was only willing to talk to him after swallowing the meat in his mouth, and he didn't know if he was crying or holding on with three hiccups: "Brother, you, you are a good person."

For the first time in his life, Jiang Wang was issued a good person card, and the object was himself. It was not a great honor: "And then?"

Peng Xingwang looked at him tearfully: "you, don't do bad things in the future, okay?"

Jiang Wang thought about how to drink half of the old duck soup, and he had to persuade himself to be good, and nodded slightly foolishly.

The child stopped crying immediately: "This is what you promised me."

"Promise you, abide by the law," Jiang Wang wiped his oil and tears with a tissue, and said in a slow voice, "I don't have any requirements for you, it doesn't matter if your grades are good or not, you promise me to eat well and try to gain weight, okay? Do not?"

Peng Xingwang burst into tears: "I won't agree! You can make me 100% on the test, and I will never gain weight!"

Jiang Wang wondered if he really abducted other people's children.

What the hell happened to me when I was a kid...it's not right.

In the new week, Sufeng Express made several consecutive calls.

It is estimated that people have never heard of such an accurate and strange application for joining. After the branch researched the headquarters, they called the headquarters to ask questions. They were eager to try but had a lot of concerns.

Jiang Wang sat on the windowsill and played with the greedy snake that came with his mobile phone, waiting for them to call for consultation, and patiently cracked when he received the fourth call.

"This way," he said lazily, looking out the window, "I'll write a report for you, site selection, analysis, industry chain rating, traffic trunk lines, all documents, one form, one report, and then give me a call after you read it. Ok?"

The opposite party has never seen the necessary craftsmanship for social animals across the ages, and said in surprise: "You can use excel"

The typists are dissatisfied, what is the origin of this person?

"excel, word, teabition, xd, I have everything you want." Jiang Wang no longer asked more, but turned the control back: "Send me one by email, and give you a complete set in the evening."

The phone whispered for a while, and then switched back to a different person: "Well, are you interested in working in our company, our company headquarters is located in—"

"No, I'll stay at home."

Not long after the analysis report was sent, the mobile phone vibrated twice in the middle of the night, saying that Sufeng and their company had sent a commissioner to investigate, and they were expected to arrive the day after the day after sitting on a hard bed.

Jiang Wang sincerely missed the 20 years when the plane flew unimpeded for a while, when he shot a mosquito to death and fell asleep.

Going to buy an air conditioner tomorrow.

The sales representative sent by Sufeng was named Liu, and he was very energetic with a shaved head.

The two rented a car and took a look inside and outside the city. They even took a closer look at the factory area and the outer development area. Representative Liu snorted: "I thought what you wrote in your report was bragging."

"I blew a few words, but I hid it well, so I didn't let you see it." Jiang Wang stood in the air vent with his coat fluttering, turned his head and said again: "I cooperate very well in other aspects, but there is one point, I am not a person. No matter what kind of money you save, your family is poor, and it is not convenient to take out loans to start a business.”

"If you really plan to expand your business here in the future, it is estimated that you will get some money."

Representative Liu laughed: "That's a coincidence."

In the past two years, Sufeng has met the head boss to simply structure the acquisition of rights, and has merged a lot of franchisees.

"If you were just starting out two or three years ago, you would definitely have to pay for the store yourself," the representative handed Jiang Wang the Lotus King: "Now the top is determined to do big things, and let those who are mixed with oil and water run the line. The oil is fucked up."

Jiang Wang sighed half-truth: "It's a pity, I still want to contract a few more kings."

The two laughed, and stopped after dinner at night.

When was full, went home, and the child was lying beside the lamp doing his homework.

Jiang Wang packed him an elbow: "What do you have for dinner?"

"I bought a bowl of green vegetable porridge to eat," Peng Xing said in anticipation, "Big brother... my wife... can I buy two ballpoint pens?"

Jiang Wang glanced at him: "Have you finished writing with the ballpoint pen?"

"No," the child leaned back, embarrassed with his face stuffed in his arms: "Drawing homework, the teacher asked the painting to be colored."

Ginger forgot.

He did do that as a kid.

Back to art class is the most embarrassing time, the teacher is not a good talker, he can only use the watercolor brushes of his classmates.

Originally, the popularity was not very good, and the people around me who borrowed it for two or three weeks were also annoying.

The child probably thinks that this is an unnecessary expense and has no courage to say it.

"Let's go," he put the door key back in his pocket: "Go downstairs and buy it."

The commissary is five minutes away, and the boss dismantled half of the living room to use it as a storefront. At the moment, he is watching TV with a palm fan: "Hurry up and go shopping, I'll be closed after this episode."

Peng Xingwang walked towards the ballpoint pen, and Jiang Wang turned his hat 120 degrees: "Go over there and buy a serious watercolor pen."

Peng Xing sighed, and after a while held out a board of seven-color watercolor brushes: "Is this okay?"

Then he touched his head again, pretending to be old-fashioned: "This is expensive and not worth it. I used a red ballpoint pen to paint it a few times."

Jiang Wang put the watercolor pen back: "Boss, how many colors do you have in this watercolor pen?"

The boss was reluctant to stand up, still staring at the TV, and turned over the box of twenty-four colors for him: "This?"

Jiang Wang waved his hand: "I said more."

Peng Xingwang panicked a little: "Enough, big brother, really!"

The boss vaguely felt the challenge and questioning, patted the mosquito on his calf and pulled it into the depths of the stationery pile, and pulled out a box of forty-eight colors.

Before Jiang Wang could speak, he took out a heavy box of 128 colors from a height on his feet again, and raised his eyebrows as if he had hit a second plane with a pair of pairings: "Is it enough? Which one do you buy?"

Jiang Wang put 128 colors in the child's arms: "How much, I'll give you the money."

The boss didn't expect this guy to be so happy. He took the money and used the money detector to go through it. He even gave him a box of plasticine when he was done.

"Enough to spoil children, be careful of spoiling."

Peng Xingwang was a little angry holding the watercolor box: "I won't go bad!"

After speaking, he looked up at Jiang Wang again: "Brother, I will not become a bad child!"

Jiang Wang looked at his upright posture as if he was going to join the army today, and thanked him for taking the child home.

Thinking while walking.

It's me, but it still looks like me.

Today, the child did not sing aloud while holding the super luxurious watercolor pen, and walked for a long time in a dull way.

When he walked into the dark corridor, he held the big box of watercolor pens in one hand and Jiang Wang's hand in the other.

"Big brother," Peng Xingwang said softly, "I like you very much."

Jiang Wang was confessed by his own deity, and he didn't know how to respond, so he hummed.

"I don't like you paying me money," the child said halfway through and didn't know what to say. After a while, he said, "I like you, take care of me, and care about me."

Jiang Wang felt that the child was pulling him very hard today, and half-jokingly said, "Are you afraid that I will run away?"

Peng Xingwang nodded and shook his head, waiting for the time to open the door to make a decision on his own: "Forget it, I'll exercise more after eating."

Jiang Wang: "...?"

Where is this going.

While taking a bath, the man reflected on whether there was any misunderstanding in the way he communicated with the child inappropriately. When he wiped his head and came out, he saw Peng Xingwang staring at the blank paper in a daze.

"Why don't you paint?"

"The topic is the work of the parents," the child looked back at him. "The teacher said that you can also draw brothers and sisters. Brother, what do you do?"

Jiang Wang thought to himself that I can't let you draw a real estate transaction ki, and after thinking for a few seconds, he said, "I'll teach you."

"Hey?" The child was a little surprised: "What are you drawing!"

"Would you like to draw an 81 bar or a Type 79 submachine gun?" The man was also thinking about this question: "Forget it, let's start with the Type 88 light machine gun. One-way recoil input rotary locking structure, start with the low-light sight. start."

The next day the child handed in a stack of machine gun drawings.

The art teacher covered his heart and hit a.

Peng Xingwang was worried that the teacher called the police and let the elder brother be shot for ten years, so he ran over to the podium: "Teacher, my homework——"

"Good-looking," the teacher nodded vigorously: "It's very good-looking!" w, please keep in mind:,,,