In Wang Hai's laughter, Huang Jingyao also readily reported his mobile phone number. After both parties recorded it, he said, "Then do this first, let's make an appointment another day?"

The scenes that both sides faced at this moment were not suitable for others around them to wait. Huang Jingyao said politely and Wang Hai nodded, then he said hello to Song Xiaole and his parents and wanted to leave.

Song Xiaole's reaction was still enthusiastic, and her parents' reaction was still the same as before. Even if the cold nodded indifferently, a trace of strangeness flashed in Huang Jingyao's eyes. The other party's parents' indifference must not be directed at him, but to Wang Hai, but he couldn't worry about such a thing, so he smiled again and turned around and started.

After taking a step, Song's mother's cold words rang out from behind, "See, you are just a teacher, and the parents of students invited Jinhong to have dinner. This is the benefit. Can the teacher compare with the Propaganda Department? Your family is in an ordinary situation, but Xiaole insists on following you, and we can't do anything. Now we have a good relationship for you to enter the Propaganda Department. Are you still not satisfied? Don't quit quickly, Ming;; + get married in New Year? Hum."

After these words came into his ears, Huang Jingyao's face became even more strange.

First of all, this sentence made him vaguely understand the reason why Song’s father and mother were cold towards Wang Hai. Secondly, he never expected that he would be used as a textbook by the other party.

The other party used him to prove the benefits of eating and taking the cattle? Even when he passed by, he introduced that Governor Li and Director Yu were both parents of students, and this was heard by the other party. If the parents of students and teachers go out to restaurants together, the parents would basically treat them, but he is not eating and taking the cattle.

His expression became much weirder. He had no intention of stopping, but just continued walking, and Wang Hai's anxious whisper sounded behind him. "Mom, whisper softly, Jing Yao hasn't gone far yet, he is not that kind of person."

"Don't be so intimate, things are not settled yet, as for him. Haha~" Song's mother spoke coldly again, and she didn't see her little words.

Huang Jingyao then accelerated his pace and left, returned to the second floor, sat in the private room and joked with Li Wenfeng. Most of the two talked about Li Cheng. More than ten minutes later, a ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang. Huang Jingyao grabbed the cell phone and saw that it was Director Yu's phone number, and he had no choice but to smile at Li Wenfeng.

While the other party nodded, Huang Jingyao also stood up and walked out of the private room.

While walking, he thought that other leaders in the county rushed over after receiving the news, but it was difficult to go directly into the private room, so he chose to contact him in this way. When he really got outside, Director Yu, who was standing in the corridor on the second floor, hurried over, "Teacher Huang, it seems that something happened to your friend on the first floor. Do you want to go down and take a look?"

"Wang Hai?" Huang Jingyao spoke in surprise. Director Yu nodded repeatedly.

Things were unexpected, but the person had already come out. Moreover, he had a good relationship with Wang Hai before, so Huang Jingyao walked downstairs. As soon as he arrived at the hall, he saw the dining table full of four people. At this moment, there was only Wang Hai, and the one holding a glass of wine, a glass of more than one or two. He filled it up again and again, and drank it dry.

"I just told you that after I saw that this kid was drinking half a pound of wine alone. He wanted to persuade him but didn't know how to speak, so he notified you." Director Yu smiled and explained. Huang Jingyao also frowned.

Such a way of drinking can really make you miserable, and it is not surprising that you can drink badly.

He frowned and walked over. When Wang Hai filled himself with another cup and wanted to pour it into his mouth, Huang Jingyao hurriedly reached out to stop him, "Wang Hai, stop drinking, how much are you drinking?"

"Huh?" Wang Hai turned around in a drunken way. When he turned around, his body was shaking. He squinted his eyes and found that it was Huang Jingyao. Then he smiled and said, "It's you, come, sit down and have a drink with me for two drinks."

After saying that, he pulled Huang Jingyao to sit down. Huang Jingyao did not break free, but just smiled after sitting down, "I can drink it, but you can't drink it anymore."

"Wang Hai, right? Although I don't know you, you are a friend of Teacher Huang, my friend of Yu. If you have anything to be too fond of yourself, you have to mess with yourself like this? Stop drinking. Even if you are still young, drinking will hurt your liver and stomach." Director Yu also smiled and persuaded.

Wang Haizhe smiled bitterly in the voice of comfort, "Hey, Jing Yao, you don't know, you don't understand, I'm going to get married, I have to quit my job, I worked hard a few years ago, and finally got better. It's the upward momentum that I can't bear to give up."

"If I don't resign and don't listen to their arrangements to join the county party committee's propaganda department, they will not agree to the marriage. I really can't bear to leave it. Moreover, when I enter the agency, I don't know how many years it will take to have a way out. Their family is not very rich, but a relative who has turned a corner is the director of the office in the propaganda department..."

He smiled bitterly and said the distress in his heart. Wang Hai said while holding the wine glass and pouring wine into his mouth. Huang Jingyao hurriedly stopped him, "I understand, we can understand this kind of thing, but we can't drink wine anymore."

I heard a few words from Song’s mother, coupled with Wang Hai’s complaints, and things were really clear.

Speaking of which, if the female parents arranged Wang Hai into the Propaganda Department of the Luoquan County Party Committee, it seemed like a very good job. It sounded much better than working outside. Nowadays, how many people are fighting for each civil servant recruitment?

But it depends on the specific situation. If Wang Hai worked hard in a certain industry for a few years and had just turned his career to an upward track, he would really be reluctant to give up like this. Not only would he be reluctant to give up, but he would also have the previous efforts and struggles.

But Huang Jingyao is not suitable for interfering in such family affairs, and he can't watch Wang Hai get so hard that he doesn't care about it. Not to mention drinking or something, it's common to drink too much and die.

As he persuaded him, Director Yu laughed when he heard this, "So this is the case? Wang Hai, isn't it easy to find a good job? I think something big is tortured you to this kind of small matter, with Teacher Huang, it's too simple..."

Director Yu laughed and said it was not difficult to guess what he wanted to express, but he didn't finish his words, and another dissatisfied rebuke rang out from behind, "Small things? Haha, this is really a small thing for you, but we don't have to worry about the family affairs of our own family."

In the low reprimand, Huang Jingyao turned around and saw Song's mother. The other party stared at Director Yu and Huang Jingyao coldly, walked to the chair opposite Wang Hai, and got there and picked up a coat from the chair, then glared at Wang Hai, "Look at what you look like now?"

"Mom, I..." Wang Hai then woke up a little, and hurriedly got up and looked a little embarrassed.

"Don't call me so intimately." Song's mother waved her hand impatiently, then looked at Huang Jingyao and the other two, "You can treat the work of the county party committee as a trivial matter, our small family can't afford it. Don't get involved in these things, okay?"

In the cold words, Song's mother's tone was also meaningful, not only focusing on "entering the county party committee" and "small matters". When she mentioned her small family, she felt more arrogant and seemed to be able to look down on everyone's gorgeous posture. When she looked at Huang Jingyao and the others, her eyes were full of contempt.

A teacher in the first grade can beat the autumn wind of the students. What big head garlic is here? (To be continued.)

Chapter 271 What big head garlic is put on here?!:
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