People in the alley: A woman dressed as a man shouldn't be foolishly filial, Zhuang Chaoying

Chapter 257 Tuesday's Symposium: A Great Event?

Pengfei rolled his eyes at Dongzhe, thinking to himself: You're not exactly a pretty girl, why would I pull the valve stem out of you?

"Then wait."

Just then, two boys sneaked over from a distance, looking around furtively like thieves.

The two walked straight to the bike shed and quickly found Xiaoting's bicycle. One of the boys reached out to pull out the valve stem. In the blink of an eye, Dongzhe and Pengfei jumped out from behind.

Pengfei spoke first. "What are you two doing?"

The two boys were startled by the sudden shout. They straightened up, looked at Dongzhe and Pengfei, their faces showing panic, but they still tried to remain calm. "You two shouldn't meddle in other people's business. This has nothing to do with you."

Pengfei sneered, rubbed his nose with his thumb, and looked domineering.

"The owner of this bicycle is my sister. Do you think that's related?"

Dong Zhe wasn't about to back down either. He pointed at the two men. "If I don't teach you two a lesson today, you won't know why the flowers are so red! Pengfei, go!"

"on!"

Pengfei shouted, and the two rushed forward without hesitation.

Those two were no pushovers either; they immediately got into fighting stances, and the two sides started fighting.

All that could be seen was a flurry of punches and kicks, dust flying everywhere, and occasional muffled groans.

Pengfei and Dongzhe were much stronger than the average person, and in just a few rounds, they knocked the two men to the ground.

Dongcheol, panting heavily, pointed at the two people lying on the ground and asked loudly.

"Are you convinced now?"

The two men were lying on the ground. "I give up, I give up."

Pengfei looked down at the two sitting on the ground. "If you ever dare to pull out Xiaoting's valve stem again, I'll beat you every time I see you," Dongzhe added. "No one else's either, and you can't tell the teacher, or I'll really look down on you."

After saying that, the two brothers walked arm in arm into the teaching building.

Dongzhe suddenly grinned and complained, "Damn it, is this kid a dog? He bit my hand like that."

Pengfei took Dongzhe's hand and looked at it. "It's okay, it's not broken, there are just two rows of teeth marks. I was punched just now."

Dongcheol looked at him and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay, tear it! Dongzhe, you should go wash your hands."

As they talked, the two slowly disappeared into the corridor of the teaching building.

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Factory Director An and Lin Wufeng have been extremely busy these past few days, but their eyes are filled with excitement.

They are a small household appliance manufacturer. Although they are only a private enterprise, they have made a name for themselves in Suzhou City with their excellent product quality and innovative designs. This time, they were invited by the Suzhou City government to attend the highly anticipated Canton Fair.

The news caused a stir throughout the factory. For the two of them, this was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity to open up the national and even international markets.

In order to communicate smoothly with customers from all over the world at the Canton Fair, Factory Director An and Lin Wufeng immersed themselves in learning the language of Eagle Language and embarked on an intensive study mode.

After dinner, Mr. Lin soaked his feet while muttering to himself, reciting vocabulary from his book. He would memorize professional terms for various small household appliances and practice simple business conversations.

Before we knew it, the day of departure arrived.

Factory Director An and Song Xiangyang had already arrived at the station. Beside them were two bulging suitcases, filled with their factory's electric kettles and the crucial core component, the thermostat.

Song Xiangyang also carried a huge basket on his back, inside which was a storage-type electric water heater, so that customers at the Canton Fair could have a more intuitive understanding of the product's performance.

On the other side, Zhuang Chaoying, Huang Ling, and Song Ying, along with their three children, arrived early at the alley entrance to see them off.

With a face full of reluctance, Song Ying leaned against Lin Wufeng's chest, her voice choked with sobs: "Wufeng, you must be careful when you're out and about, and always be mindful of everything you do."

Lin Wufeng gently hugged her, tenderly comforting her. "I will, don't worry. Take good care of yourself at home, don't overwork yourself."

After releasing Song Ying, Lin Wufeng looked at his son Dongzhe with a solemn expression.

"Don't make your mother angry. Now that Dad is gone, you're the only man in the family. You need to learn to take care of your mother and help her with some housework."

Dongzhe nodded vigorously. "Dad, don't worry, I definitely won't make Mom angry."

As he spoke, he reached out and hugged his father tightly. "Dad, I'll miss you. Remember to see if they sell Walkmans; I really want one."

Lin Wufeng laughed and slapped Dong Zhe's butt hard. "You little rascal, so all that stuff you said before was just a prelude, and the last thing you said was your true feelings, huh?"

Lin Dongzhe scratched his head sheepishly and grinned. "Dad!"

At this moment, Zhuang Chaoying stepped forward, her face full of envy.

"Mr. Lin, I really want to go with you to see Guangzhou and witness the grand Canton Fair. Alas, I am teaching a senior class this year, and the students are at a crucial stage. I really can't leave them alone. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will take leave to go with you and broaden your horizons."

Lin Wufeng patted Teacher Zhuang on the shoulder. "Teacher Zhuang, don't worry. This time, when we go with Director An, we'll definitely sell a lot of our products and temperature controllers. We'll bring you some local specialties when we come back."

Everyone stood there, watching Lin Wufeng's figure walk further and further away until he disappeared into the crowd.

Huang Ling looked at Song Ying, whose eyes were red and swollen, and took her hand with heartache. "Lin Gong isn't home these days, so let's eat together as a family, so we can look out for each other. Go back now."

Song Ying nodded, took Ling Jie's arm, and walked towards the courtyard.

Just as everyone was preparing to go home, Aunt Li rushed out of the house and called out to Zhuang Chaoying.

"Teacher Zhuang, the phone is ringing! Someone just called looking for you, it's urgent."

Zhuang Chaoying turned around and looked at the three children behind her. "You guys go back first, I'll take this call." With that, she walked to the phone in the convenience store.

Aunt Li pointed to the notebook next to her. "This is the phone number. I saw you were all seeing Lin off earlier, so I didn't call you, afraid of disturbing you."

Zhuang Chaoying took the notebook, looked at the number on it, picked up the receiver, and dialed the number back.

A few beeps came from the other end of the phone, and soon a familiar voice rang out.

"Hello."

"Chaoying, I am Wang Yougui."

"Uncle Wang?"

"Chaoying, I've finally gotten in touch with you. I'm calling you today to ask you to come to a seminar on Tuesday. It's a very exciting event, you'll see when you get here."

Zhuang Chaoying was completely bewildered. "Uncle Wang, what's the good news? Can you tell me first?"

President Wang, however, kept it a secret. "I won't tell you yet, but I guarantee you'll be pleasantly surprised when you arrive. Come directly to the association at eight o'clock on Tuesday morning."

"Uncle Wang, how many days will you be gone this time? I still need to arrange my school classes."

Knowing that Zhuang Chaoying was busy with work, Chairman Wang quickly said...

"Normally it should be finished in one day, but I'm afraid something might happen over there that could cause a delay, so two days should be enough."

Zhuang Chaoying pondered for a moment. "Alright, Uncle Wang, I'll go over on Tuesday."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Chaoying subconsciously touched his pockets, only to realize that he had rushed out without bringing any money. He said somewhat awkwardly to Aunt Li:

"Aunt Li, I'm so sorry, I'll bring you the money in a bit. I was in such a hurry that I forgot to bring it with me."

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