Song Liang didn't say anything. He and Deng Xiaoying entered the room and closed the door.
Lin Shanfeng proudly said to Lin Xiaoxue: "Don't play with them anymore, you know?"
"Dad, it's actually me..." Lin Xiaoxue wanted to explain to Lin Shanfeng.
But how could Lin Shanfeng not know something? He didn't let Lin Xiaoxue say anything else and urged her to go home and do her homework.
Deng Xiaoying felt uncomfortable when she saw her daughter hiding in the room crying. "Chunfang, I don't blame you for what happened this time. It was your mother who just talked nonsense. Anyway, you should stop playing with the Lin family's children in the future and stay far away."
"Xiaoying, it's not good to talk to children like this." Song Liang advised.
"Oh, I know it's not good, but I was angry just now. People look down on us anyway, so there is no need for us to stick our hot faces to their buttocks," Deng Xiaoying said.
Song Chunfang stopped crying, raised her head and said, "Mom, I understand, I won't play with Lin Xiaoxue in the future. She comes to me, and I won't pay attention to her."
"Yes, that's how it should be." Deng Xiaoying felt a little better when she saw that her daughter had figured it out.
Song Liang originally wanted to say something, but finally sighed and said nothing more.
It seems that what Deng Xiaoying said is right. Lin Shanfeng doesn't let his children play with his children. There is no need for them to bring trouble to themselves.
In Room 202, Zhou Fang returned home and saw Lin Shanfeng sitting on the sofa watching TV. She couldn't help complaining: "What's the matter with you? Didn't you say that you would come over and help me after you go home and take a look? Why haven't you gone over yet? Are you still there?"
Watching TV at home."
"There aren't many people tonight," Lin Shanfeng replied.
"But you have to come over and help me close the store. I'm very tired by myself." Zhou Fang was a little angry.
If two people closed the store together, it would probably take half an hour, but now she has to close the store for an hour.
"It's not an option for our fast food restaurant to continue like this." Lin Shanfeng thought for a while and said.
"Yeah, I've thought about it. There are fewer customers today because you went to pick up the children at meal time, and other guests came over for dinner, and I was too busy to greet them, so they went to the store next door." Zhou Fang
said.
This is the habit of restaurants. If no one eats in your restaurant and there are many people in the restaurant next to it, other customers will go to the restaurant with more people.
In the eyes of customers, if your store has low customer flow, it is because there is something wrong with the food in your store, and that’s why the customers don’t come to your store.
Therefore, people will go to the nearby store to eat, and the business of Linfeng Shanfeng's store will not be good.
"Yes, we need to ask someone to help." Lin Shanfeng thought for a while and said.
"It costs two to three thousand yuan a month to hire someone," Zhou Fang said distressedly.
Originally they wanted to hire someone to pick them up, but they wanted a lot of money, 30 yuan per child, so they might as well hire workers.
"Let's hire someone cheaper, two thousand yuan, including lunch and dinner." Lin Shanfeng thought for a while and said.
Zhou Fang nodded helplessly, this was the only way, otherwise they wouldn't be able to do business in the afternoon and they would still lose money.
"The school's after-school service is really not good. As before, it is suitable for us to finish school at five in the afternoon." Zhou Fang complained.
"Yeah, it's very troublesome for a family like ours. If you don't go, those teachers will teach again and the children will lose their homework." Lin Shanfeng became more and more angry as he talked. This was all caused by Mo Zhicheng and his teachers.
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So Lin Shanfeng ran to room 203 next door and cursed: "Today's teachers are becoming more and more shameless. In order to make more money, they actually don't care about the lives of students and parents."
Mo Zhicheng, who was still correcting his homework, couldn't help but frown secretly when he heard Lin Shanfeng cursing in front of his house.
But Mo Zhicheng didn't respond and was still correcting his homework.
Liang Ping, who was watching a movie in the small living room, couldn't stand it anymore, opened the door and said, "Lin Shanfeng, what's your name here?"
"You know my name," Lin Shanfeng said coldly.
If it wasn't for this damn service, how could his fast food restaurant be like this?
"My Zhicheng is just an ordinary teacher, how can he know so much?" Liang Ping said, "If you have any opinions, you can go to the school to ask the leaders. What do you call me when you come to my door? It's really useless."
"Am I useless, or is Mo Zhicheng useless?" Lin Shanfeng sneered, "Even if I am useless, I am still a boss. But Mo Zhicheng, after being a teacher for so many years, is still an ordinary teacher."
Liang Ping got angry and was about to continue to refute Lin Shanfeng when Lin Shanfeng started talking again.
At this time, Lin Shanfeng was holding back his anger, and of course he would not show weakness, and continued to talk about Mo Zhicheng's fault.
Yang Yujuan, who was inside, couldn't listen anymore and asked Mo Zhicheng: "Don't you really want to say anything?"
"Oh, I don't know what to say." Mo Zhicheng shook his head.
This time the school was at fault, and he felt a little guilty.
If the school allows students to voluntarily sign up for after-school on-campus services and does not take new classes or lectures during the services, he thinks there will be no problem.
Participate voluntarily, what else do you want? He dared to refute Lin Shanfeng boldly and was not afraid of the other party.
But because of He Zhitong's chaos, he felt guilty.
"You let me down." Yang Yujuan said this again.
I saw Yang Yujuan angrily walking to the door and shouting: "Lin Shanfeng, if you are still making noise in front of my house, I will call the police."
"Call the police?!" Lin Shanfeng was stunned for a moment, then took a step back, "I'm just giving my opinion, are you going to call the police?"
"If you have any objections, just go to school and raise them. What are you doing here?" Yang Yujuan said with a sneer, "How about I ask Mo Zhicheng to tell your child's class teacher that you have objections?"
"No, no need." Lin Shanfeng took two more steps back.
His child's class teacher is not as easy to talk to as Mo Zhicheng. If he offends the class teacher, it will be very difficult for his child in the class.
Besides, these opinions can only be raised here by Mo Zhicheng. If he raised them at school, he would probably offend others.
"If you don't need it, then go home quickly and don't make any noise in front of my house." Yang Yujuan said coldly, "Don't think that Mo Zhicheng is easy to bully. Believe it or not, he will call the school right now to tell you that you have any objections."
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Yang Yujuan knew that Lin Shanfeng was a bully. If she told the school about Lin Shanfeng's opinion and the name of Lin Shanfeng's child, her head teacher would probably get angry.
Lin Shanfeng didn't dare to stay here and left in despair.
Yang Yujuan is Yang Yujuan. She is not only beautiful, but also good at talking. Not ordinary people dare to mess with her.
"Huh, if he walks slower, I will continue to scold him." Liang Ping said proudly.
Yang Yujuan said coldly: "What's the use of scolding him? Mo Zhicheng doesn't even dare to say a word."
Regarding Mo Zhicheng's increasingly weak behavior, Yang Yujuan felt further and further away from him.
As long as Mo Zhicheng is tougher, Lin Shanfeng and the others will not dare to bully him.
