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Chapter 736

As soon as the teacher left, the guard uncle also talked to the little guy in a bored and direct manner: "Kid, why haven't your family members come yet?"

"Maybe something delayed me on the way."

When my father's driver comes to pick me up, he is always so slow.

Anyway, you always have to wait.

"Really? I must have forgotten you, right?"

Adults are always so happy with this kind of bad taste.

"It's not that he has forgotten me, he just has something to do."

The driver's uncle was a little busy, so Gu Xiangxiang lowered his head, picked up the leaflets distributed by other tutoring institutions on the ground, folded them into a paper airplane, and flew out of the door with a whoosh.

"Uncle, I'm going to get one for my plane."

Gu thought about how much he could reach with his little hands, but some of them couldn't be reached, so he simply walked around in a circle and walked away from the door.

"Okay, come back soon after you finish picking up the plane."

The guard responded casually.

After a while, the child at the door disappeared. The doorman followed other colleagues chatting without paying any attention.

It wasn't until the driver came to the kindergarten to pick him up after taking care of personal matters that he realized: Where is the young master?

Why is their young master missing?

...

The salesperson who came back from handing out the flyers felt a little hot while fanning himself, and smiled enviously at the teacher in the office: "I really envy you, being able to sit in the office so comfortably with the air conditioner blowing."

"No matter what, you have worked hard and recruited a lot of students to the campus. It is not easy for everyone to make a living."

The polite greetings and joking seemed to be a fusion of the two groups.

In fact, no teacher has criticized sales in private, such as how sloppy the students they recruit are, how poor their grades are, and how difficult their parents are.

Naturally, those who sell privately will look down on these teachers.

Generally speaking, nerds who only want to teach don't rely on them to get paid.

"Hey, when did you bring back a little tail after distributing the flyers?"

The young lady at the front desk saw a little child appearing at the door. She was so filled with motherly love that she couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the little guy's head.

The moment the little guy saw the lady at the front desk extending her hand, he immediately took a big step back.

"Do not touch me."

With her pink and tender skin and frowning brows, she is obviously a childish little face but she imitates an adult with a straight face, not to mention how cute she is.

"Okay, sister, I won't touch you."

The front desk shouted to the salesperson: "Whose child is it? Can anyone come over and admit it?"

Because sales work hours are relatively free, some salesmen will bring their own children over to experience the learning atmosphere.

So the front desk also mistakenly thought that this child was the child of a certain salesperson.

A group of salesmen looked at you and you looked at me. In the end, everyone shook their heads and said that they didn't know this kid at all.

"Where are you from, cutie?"

This child was so exquisite that several female teachers in the school district immediately surrounded the little guy.

"I came here with a flyer."

The little guy opened the leaflet folded into an airplane shape and handed it to everyone with both hands.

"Pfft."

Everyone was amused by this well-behaved action.

It's normal for an adult to do this kind of thing, but when a child does this kind of thing, it makes people think it's very cute.

Are all the children so strict these days?
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