One by one, the parents thanked the wind.

Although it is not explicitly stated, it is self-evident.

They don't like that child, it seems a little stingy to say, it's not very good for an adult and a child to care, but it makes sense that there are three migrations of Meng's mother in ancient times.

Sometimes, a friend, a particular environment, is one of the elements that induce something bad to happen.

Feng Yin didn't feel embarrassed at all, and when he was interrupted, he suffered from it.

Bad things and bad people should be cleanly discarded from life like excision.

Sending off the last child, Fengyin's part-time job today is over.

The director personally came to send it, holding Feng Yin's hand and not relaxing.

"Feng Yin, goodbye today, don't meet again."

"With your kind words, I will try to do it again."

The principal let go of Feng Yin's hand, and in a helpless smile, he hugged it instead.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Feng Yin took his team and left from the kindergarten, receiving a salary of 150 yuan, and because Feng Yin broke the microphone, he deducted 20 yuan, and received a total of 130 yuan.

On Zhang Boer's business car, Feng Yin summed up today's salary and shook the red banknote in his hand at the camera.

"Fortunately, I only broke the microphone, and I ate quite a lot at noon today, and I think I have at least eaten back the cost of twenty yuan."

"Boss, you must have eaten it back, and the chefs have cooked you a big bowl of noodles alone."

Feng Yin pretended to be an amnesia drama and blinked.

"Really? Forgot. ”

"I've really fed them all—"

"What?"

Something was raised in the tone, which made Li Sanyi, the co-pilot, quickly change his tone and said: "It's fed to the stomach of a good person." ”

Feng Yin withdrew his eyes and waved at the camera of his phone.

"That's the end of today's livestream, see you tomorrow."

"What's going on live tomorrow? I haven't thought about it, you can continue to build a house and make suggestions, as for whether to go or not....then I can't listen to you. ”

"Hahahahaha! That's how capricious! Good bye! ”

The live broadcast of Fengyin has always been about leaving, without any nostalgia.

Feng Yin, who turned off his phone, glanced at the time, five o'clock.

"That's the end of today, you can do whatever you want, contact you tomorrow morning, Zhang Boer, stop in front, I'll go down."

Feng Yin got off halfway.

In the car, Li Sanyi looked at the rearview mirror curiously, and the nerves of gossip couldn't help but come out.

"You say, what did the wind do now? Logically speaking, she can't have any other friends. ”

"Doesn't the boss have a boyfriend?"

Li Sanyi's eyes widened, and he said self-reflectively: "I always forget this matter." Only when I want to make money, I can remember, it's over, I'm really infected by the wind ——-"

"Zhang Boer, I'll get off here."

Lin Yu also got out of the car.

"Why did you get off the bus today."

Li Sanyi looked in the rearview mirror and asked Zhang Boer next to him suspiciously.

"You say, don't we have a nightlife?"

"Brother Li, I'll park the car here for you, you can drive back, I have something."

Zhang Boer parked, unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the car, and did it in one go.

With a bang, only the co-pilot's Li Sanyi was left in the car.

Li Sanyi was stunned and looked left and right in the car, up and down, the clown turned out to be himself!

"And....I'm alone and don't have a nightlife!"

Li Sanyi unbuckled his seat belt, changed to the driving position, and drove the car back as appointed. (End of chapter)