——Su Yang also wants to watch the recording of the show live.
In the car, Su Yang hugged Su Qian's arm and acted coquettishly, saying that he was very good last time. This time the recording of the program happened to be at the TV station again on Saturday, and he had not been to the TV station yet.
"What kind of TV station is it? It must be very interesting. I have never been to one in my whole life..."
Listening to Su Yang pretending to be pitiful, Su Qian rubbed her son's head and said, "Mom didn't join the TV station until she was in her twenties. You are only five years old, so don't worry."
Su Yang:......
"Mom, you let me go, I want to go~"
Su Qian was indifferent to Su Yang's coquettishness. It was true that people in the TV station were mixed and divided into cliques. Maybe some unscrupulous media person secretly took photos of Su Yang and released them.
Because of the several judges invited to the show, many "idlers" would come to watch every time before the recording started. Now that the show has become popular, the recording on the TV station will only be more lively than before.
So Su Qian was hard-hearted and rejected Su Yang, which was really inconvenient this time.
Seeing his mother's resolute attitude, Su Yang languished, lowered his head and pouted, feeling unhappy. Then he looked at Jian Zhanyan as if he had thought of something.
This was the first time Su Yang showed such a pitiful expression to Jian Zhanyan.
Even though Jian Zhanyan knew that his son did this deliberately to get him to plead for mercy, he still couldn't hold it back.
The main reason is that in the past few days when they knew each other, his son had a very cold attitude towards him, and even now he has not even called him daddy.
Originally, she was thinking of following the advice of international parenting experts and cultivating elites. After being slapped in the face in practice, Jian Zhanyan no longer thought so. The premise of education is that her son will listen. Now that his son is not close to him, how can he listen?
Building closer relationships is the main thing.
Thinking of this, Jian Zhanyan spoke. He cleared his throat and said, "Miss Su, it doesn't matter if Xiao Yang goes to the recording of the program tomorrow."
Then, when Jian Zhanyan changed his tone, Su Qian took over the words.
"Nothing? Mr. Jian knows how chaotic Yunduo TV is now? How many people are watching this show? Can you see through the good intentions and bad intentions of people coming and going, or can I?"
"In order to gain traffic, there is no guarantee that someone will not take pictures of Su Yang and post them online. Will those keyboard warriors show mercy because Su Yang is a child? What if other problems arise?"
Some of the things he said to Su Yang didn't make sense. Jian Zhanyan should have understood. Doesn't the dignified CEO of Jian's do things without thinking? How could he want to plead with Su Yang?
"...Su Yang is still young. As parents, our first priority is to protect him. Mr. Jian, are you right?"
After being slapped across the head and face, Su Qian took a breath and finished with sweet dates.
Su Qian had finished talking about both the good and the bad. If he tried to persuade her again, he would be ignoring the overall situation. How could he dare to say one more word at this time?
Jian Zhanyan hummed. He didn't dare to look at his son. He turned his head away, but he couldn't close his ears. He heard a disdainful snort from the little bun.
This cold snort turned into three words in Jian Zhanyan's ears: It's so useless!
Jian Zhanyan pursed her thin lips, and after a moment, she picked up her phone and sent a message.
Su Yang's phone and watch rang. He opened it and saw that it was a message from Cheap Dad.
——I will take you there secretly, but I can’t let Miss Su know.
Su Yang's eyes lit up and he replied: "Okay, it's our secret."
Jian Zhanyan's lips curled up slightly when he saw Su Yang's reply. He and his son finally had a little secret between father and son.
The father and son who reached a consensus looked at Su Qian at the same time. They were relieved when they saw that the other party was lowering his head to fiddle with his mobile phone without paying attention.
Wait, what is he guilty of? Jian Zhanyan thought that he could explain it to Su Qian. Then he would take Su Yang there and put a hat and mask on Su Yang in the name of sponsor inspection.
No one recognized him before in the clothing factory. If the relationship between Su Yang and Su Qian was not exposed, the people present would naturally not care about the child.
However, Jian Zhanyan did not say this out loud.
Because he couldn't control Su Qian's temper, she was opposed to Su Yang going to the recording site. The other party was extremely eloquent. What if she found another point to refute what she said?
When the time comes, she will tell Su Yang not to go, and if her attitude becomes stronger, Su Yang will definitely not go. If the little secret between father and son is gone, his son will definitely be annoyed with him.
So Jian Zhanyan decided to keep her mouth shut.
Mr. Jian engaged in verbal battles with the others at the negotiation table, and made the foreign representatives sweat on their foreheads. He was stunned to finalize the cooperation, and he could take down any difficult nut.
Now he had to think carefully about Su Qian's suggestion that his son watched a recorded program.
It can be seen that it is in line with the saying, add brine and some tofu, and everything will be reduced.
Of course Jian Zhanyan didn't think he was frightened by Su Qian, he just didn't want his son's affairs to go wrong.
That's it.
*
The day of the competition arrived in a blink of an eye. Before Su Qian went out early in the morning, she saw Jian Zhanyan still in the house. She looked at the time and it was already half past nine.
I asked casually: "Mr. Jian won't go to the company?"
This sentence immediately made the two people with the same surname sitting on the sofa feel excited, and both one of them breathed softly.
"It's not busy on Saturday, so there's no need to go." Jian Zhanyan shook the newspaper to cover his face.
Workaholic Mr. Jian also relaxed a little after he recognized his son. He used to go to the company even on Saturdays.
But Su Qian didn't know this, so she didn't think much about it. She just asked when she saw that Jian Zhanyan was not at work.
"There are fewer contestants in this recording, and the time will be much shorter. How can I be back before dinner? Su Yang, can you please make your favorite dish tonight, Su Yang?"
In the end, he didn't agree to let Su Yang watch the show. Su Qian was afraid that her son would be unhappy and tried to coax him a little.
"Mom will tell you the result of the competition as soon as possible."
"Okay." Su Yang responded obediently.
Seeing that her son was not sad about not being able to go to the scene, Su Qian felt relieved, kissed Su Yang's little face, and left with the suitcase containing the design works.
As soon as the door closed, Su Yang immediately ran to the balcony and watched Su Qian's figure exit the alley, as if getting into a blue taxi. He waited for a while to make sure that his mother would not come back.
He immediately ran back to the room, changed his clothes as quickly as possible, then walked to Su Yang and said, "I'm ready!"
Jian Zhanyan glanced at her son's tightly covered dress and said with a smile in his eyes: "Okay, let's go."
At that time, the TV station recording studio was setting up the scene, and the director team should have been busy at the front desk, but now they were all having a meeting in the office.
The meeting was held very urgently. The chief director had just received a call from the director of the station, saying that a very important person would be coming to the recording so that they could not make any mistakes.