Chapter 338 The Hard-to-Talk Uncle

As expected, Yang Lan didn't go to Xiao Beibei's parent-teacher meeting. She really couldn't leave. Today the team is going to measure the land and check the hardness of the land. Then they will send the design to the Urban Development Bureau and the Land Bureau to see if construction is allowed. All Everyone is busy, and Yang Lan is even more busy. There are still many procedures to go through for the land, all of which she needs to worry about.

Yang Lan said that there was nothing to attend the children's parent-teacher meeting, and that she could just go home and ask the teacher in the evening. Finally, she asked Han Qian if he had time. He went over to take a look at the scene. She and Su Liang could not leave. As long as they were not there, Yang Lan said that there was nothing to attend. , Li Dongsheng would cause trouble, Han Qian replied with a good word, walked out of the bathroom and walked directly into the finance department, grabbed a bottle of mineral water and drank it while running downstairs.

Find high fulfillment and push the door.

"Vice President Gao, select a few of your confidants to report to the urban construction team. We need to plan the land today. It's urgent. I have something else to do."

Gao Xing, who was feeding the fish, frowned and said solemnly.

"there is a problem?"

Han Qian stood at the door and nodded.

"The Yu poetry that I enjoyed today is on vacation. The grandson Li Dongsheng seems to be acting like a fool again. You pick a few people to go over. I have something to do, so I'll leave first. Remember! Don't send rubbish there."

Gao Jishi will not reject any of Han Qian's proposals now, and everyone attaches great importance to the Dongcheng land matter. No one will use sky-high investment to waste it for their own selfish desires. If the company loses money, both he and Yan Qingqing will lose money. in trouble.

It’s Li Dongsheng again!

But now Han Qian is angry not with Li Dongsheng, but with Yu Shici. Don't you know what responsibilities you have on your shoulders?

The Maserati roared on the road, and Xiao Beibei held a parent-teacher meeting at one o'clock. It was already half past one! The Maserati crossed the road like a silver sword and stopped at the entrance of the kindergarten. Han Qian got out of the car and went to the doorman all the way, and said hurriedly.

"Hello, I am Xiao Beibei...'s uncle."

What's Xiao Beibei's name?

I don’t know if Han Qian is riding a horse.

The security guard at the door looked at Han Qian with a cold face and said coldly.

"There is no one named Xiao Beibei here."

Han Qian was too lazy to explain to him, so he took out his mobile phone and called Yang Jia. Xiao Yang Jia didn't answer. He was probably called away by Yan Qingqing. In desperation, Han Qian called Yang Lan and asked Xiao Beibei's name.

Yang Beibei?

Then there was the argument between Han Qian and the security guard at the door. Han Qian was so angry that his face turned green and he pointed at the car and said angrily.

"I'm a human trafficker and I drive this thing? Please take a good look at where this license plate is registered!"

"Sorry, we can't check other people's license plates."

"Go, bring Yang Beibei over here. I'm here to hold a parent-teacher conference for Yang Beibei. I'm his uncle!"

"Your last name."

"My surname is Han."

"Yang Beibei took her mother's surname, and her mother's surname was Yang."

"Cousin."

"Make it up, keep making it up."

Han Qian was so angry that he held the electronic door with both hands and was about to climb inside. Han Qian was very anxious. He knew very well what children would compare with each other, and he also understood the fragile heart of a child without a father. His little boy Brothers of ten years have been without a father since childhood.

Seeing that this guy was about to climb in, the security guard had already pulled out the rubber stick from his waist and was ready to take action.

"Yang Beibei! Yang Beibei!"

Han Qian was riding on the electronic door, holding the other end of the rubber stick with one hand to compete with the security guard, while shouting at the kindergarten. When Han Qian shouted Xiao Beibei's name for the fifth time, he saw the Xiao Beibei, wearing a pink cotton-padded jacket, ran toward him while crying.

The little girl raised her head and cried while shouting.

"Uncle, uncle, mom doesn't want to be north anymore."

Listening to Xiao Beibei's sweet words, Han Qian suddenly felt heartbroken. He kicked the security guard away, jumped down from the electric door, pointed at the security guard who was about to take action and roared angrily.

"If you dare to fucking touch me, I will close your kindergarten tomorrow! I am Han Qian!"

"I don't care if you are Han Qian or Re Qian, no one can harm the children in the garden!"

This security guard was also very dedicated. He landed a stick on Han Qian's back. The severe pain caused Han Qian to tense up his back. At this time, Xiao Beibei had already ran over, threw himself into Han Qian's arms, and grabbed him with both hands. Holding Han Qian's collar, he looked up and cried.

At this time, the teachers also came out. When they saw Han Qian, they were also confused. They also saw that the security guard was about to take action again, and they quickly stopped him.

Han Qian unbuttoned his suit and put it on Xiao Beibei's body. He grabbed the sleeves of the expensive suit and wiped his nose. The teachers' eyes twitched when they saw it. This outfit was almost worth their junior year's salary. .

Xiao Beibei's teacher stepped forward and asked softly.

"Hello sir, who are you?"

Han Qian picked up Xiao Beibei, glanced at the young female teacher coldly from the corner of his eye, and then continued to comfort Xiao Beibei. It wasn't until Xiao Beibei stopped crying that Han Qian spoke coldly.

"I am the child's uncle. You can call Beibei's mother. My name is Han Qian!"

At this moment, someone broke into the campus and the principal ran over. She was a middle-aged woman about the same age as Li Jinhe. When the principal came over, she didn't hear the first words, but only heard the last sentence, "My name is Han Qian."

The principal has heard of Han Qian's name. When he went to the Yamenmen for a meeting, he heard the name Han Qian mentioned many times. The principal stepped forward and blocked the teacher behind him, and said softly.

"Mr. Han, are you classmate Yang Beibei's uncle?"

"Um!"

"For the sake of the child's safety, please allow us to ask the child's mother for confirmation."

"Whatever. After I verify it, I will ask you why my baby Beibei ran out crying. If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I will let Cheng Jin talk to you about it."

After saying that, Han Qian walked to the school classroom with Xiao Beibei in his arms. The teacher followed and pointed the way. Not long after, the principal came over. Han Qian was really the uncle of Yang Beibei. Han Qian appeared with Xiao Beibei in his arms. In the principal's office, the teacher came over to take Xiao Beibei. Han Qian frowned and nodded under the principal's pleading eyes. When Xiao Beibei was held by the teacher and walked out of the office, he kept looking at Han Qian and walked to the door. Suddenly spoke.

"Uncle doesn't want Beibei anymore?"

This sentence broke Han Qian's heart. He made a face at Xiao Beibei and said dotingly.

"My uncle will take you to have a family meal later, okay?"

Xiao Beibei left the principal's office. When Han Qian turned his head, his eyes became cold, he frowned at the principal and said coldly.

"What I said will make you feel that I am rude and domineering. You can go anywhere to sue me or call the police. Now I want to know why Yang Beibei is crying. Could it be that my precious niece cries every day when she is in school? Is the district kindergarten very confident?"

The principal said quickly.

"Mr. Han, you misunderstood. The district kindergarten is an institution closely watched by the city. The gardeners here will never dare to abuse children privately. The reason why little child Yang Beibei cried today should be because Ms. Yang never showed up at the parent-teacher meeting, which made the child scared. .”

Han Qian sneered.

"My precious niece won't even think about not seeing my sister for a day or two. She is also a little baby who dares to slap me at a dinner party. She will cry when my sister doesn't come? Are you, his mother, fooling a fool?"

All of Han Qian's reactions are reasonable. Today he came as an uncle. If he came as a father, it would not be as simple as sitting here talking to you.

Whose child is not a baby? After being sent to your school, he cried so much that he convulsed?

At this time, the principal's heart was broken. Not to mention beating you, your precious niece is sitting on your neck and you are doting on her. Can this be the same as outside? The principal took a deep breath and said softly.

"Mr. Han, we will investigate this matter."

Han Qian took out his mobile phone and threw it on the table, saying coldly.

"Whether you call Tu Xiao in District 8 or Cheng Jin, you choose! Otherwise, tell me why my niece is crying!"

The principal collapsed, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

"Mr. Han, can we go out and ask the teacher and kid Yang Beibei?"

"not good!"

Han Qian was surprisingly hard to talk today, and he also guessed why Xiao Beibei was crying.