The Jiangnan Group and Huang He once again earned widespread praise from the entire nation for their courage to take over at a critical juncture, safeguarding the interests of ordinary citizens. What a noble and humane act it was.
For a time, Huang He was showered with adulatory words from all over the country. In response, Huang He stated that these were merely fleeting things, urging himself to maintain a proper attitude and not let such words cloud his judgment, emphasizing the importance of humility.
Everyone praised Huang He as the most magnanimous and graceful entrepreneur in the world.
At this moment, our entrepreneur was in Beijing, sitting somewhat awkwardly in a classroom, wearing sunglasses and a mask, staring blankly at the blackboard.
He was there to attend a parent-teacher conference.
Why would Huang He attend a parent-teacher conference?
Of course, it couldn't be for his own children, as neither Zhiruo nor Zhiwen showed any signs of pregnancy. In fact, Zhiwen was unwilling, as her celebrity career had just begun, and she didn't want to be tied down by children. Besides, she was only 19, which was still a bit too young.
Zhiruo, on the other hand, desired one, and was undergoing various treatments. However, the doctor had clearly stated that the chances were slim, almost non-existent, and advised against holding any expectations.
Therefore, Boss Huang wouldn't have his own children in the foreseeable future.
This was a parent-teacher conference for two unfortunate children, Leng Zhiting and Leng Zhiyuan.
Leng Zhiting had just entered junior high school this year, and Leng Zhiyuan had progressed from kindergarten to primary school.
So why did this parent-teacher conference end up in Beijing?
This was entirely due to Leng Zhimeng's efforts. While Leng Zhimeng herself wasn't a strong student, she was exceptionally concerned about her two younger sisters' studies.
Especially with Leng Zhiting entering junior high this year, she couldn't be left to her own devices as she had been in primary school. Leng Zhimeng even spoke from personal experience, saying that if she had attended a school with a better learning atmosphere back then, she certainly wouldn't have only graduated from high school.
Indeed, her reasoning was sound and convincing!
This suggestion perfectly suited the maternal grandmother's wishes. Since Leng Zhiting was leaving, Leng Zhiyuan couldn't be left alone in Wenzhou. Thus, in September of this year, both children's academic registrations were transferred from Wenzhou to the best primary and junior high schools in Beijing.
She herself became a "tiger mom" who stayed to accompany her two daughters in their studies, living in a siheyuan in Beijing. This siheyuan was specially purchased by Huang He, and to be in the school district, the price wasn't too high; a 400-square-meter property cost only 30 million.
In the future, it would be worth at least 300 million, meaning Huang He had struck gold again.
Don't ask why two students from outside the city could study in Beijing's best public schools. This question was quite comical for Boss Huang; it was merely a matter of saying the word.
Normally, this parent-teacher conference should have been attended by the maternal grandmother. However, it so happened that Leng Zhiyuan's parent-teacher conference was also being held at the same time. Moreover, they were in two different schools, so the grandmother could only attend one at a time.
Coincidentally, Boss Huang was in Beijing on business at this time and was visiting his mother-in-law, so he took on the task of attending the parent-teacher conference.
Boss Huang was actually quite satisfied with this task. After all, when he attended parent-teacher conferences in his previous life, he only ever cowered before his parents. Now, he finally had the chance to experience what it was like to be a parent.
"Zhiting, you didn't tell anyone about my identity as your brother-in-law, did you?" Huang He asked curiously, fully disguised, as he sat in his chair next to Leng Zhiting.
"No, brother-in-law, you specifically told me not to say anything, so how could I possibly reveal your identity!" Leng Zhiting immediately patted her chest to assure him. Just then, a friend beside her asked, "Leng Zhiting, didn't you say your brother-in-law is China's richest man? Where is he? Is he here to attend your parent-teacher conference?"
The speaker was a somewhat arrogant young handsome boy, looking intently at Leng Zhiting. His intentions were clearly not pure, as Leng Zhiting's looks inherited those of her sisters, and she had been developing rapidly in the past two years. At only junior high, she was already almost 1.5 meters tall, with fair skin, beautiful features, and long legs – quite striking.
"My brother-in-law is extremely busy with official duties; how could he possibly attend a small midterm parent-teacher conference?" Leng Zhiting said somewhat awkwardly.
"Then who is he? Is he your dad?" the young boy asked again.
"Ahem, I am her uncle!" Huang He clarified.
"Hello, Uncle!" the young boy said, greeting Huang He politely with a bow. He then unconsciously revealed the antenna of a flip phone hidden in his pocket.
"Even children these days are learning to show off their wealth?" Huang He rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. Leng Zhiting immediately changed her expression and chased the young handsome boy away.
"Is he pursuing you?" Huang He asked curiously.
"Perhaps, but I don't like him!" Leng Zhiting said dismissively. "What a brat, always playing with his phone and not loving his studies at all. I could never like someone like that in this lifetime!"
"Oh!" Huang He nodded. "Then what are your grades in class?"
"Cough cough!" Leng Zhiting coughed a few times. "Brother-in-law, can we not discuss this issue?"
"Alright then, let's discuss why you just promised me that you wouldn't reveal my identity?"
"Cough cough, brother-in-law, I really didn't reveal your identity. I only said my brother-in-law is China's richest man; I didn't say my brother-in-law is Huang He!" Leng Zhiting said with a grin, earning a glare from Huang He.
"Zhiting, brother-in-law is not joking. This is for your safety. If people know you are my sister-in-law, who knows how many people will develop feelings for you. The son of China's richest man has also been kidnapped, and you are in junior high now, so you should understand this principle!" Huang He said earnestly.
"Don't worry, brother-in-law. There are many people in this school worth more than me!" Leng Zhiting said with a grin. "That handsome boy just now, his family is from XX, and the little girl with pigtails sitting in front of me, her grandfather is from XX."
Leng Zhiting rattled off the identities of four or five people in one breath. Although none of them were as wealthy as Boss Huang, their political status was indeed very impressive.
However, this was also normal. This was Beijing's best school because many central government agencies were located nearby, and these people naturally lived in the vicinity, leading to students with extraordinary backgrounds in the entire school.
Of course, the majority of the students here were still children of ordinary citizens.
"But Zhiting is quite capable!" Huang He touched his nose. These children, having been influenced by their families since childhood, were likely to be low-key. Yet, Leng Zhiting, a new student who transferred in September, managed to figure out the identities of these children in just two months. This ability was truly remarkable.
Could this be the legendary social butterfly syndrome?
As Huang He was pondering, the homeroom teacher finally arrived and began to speak on stage, summarizing the class situation for the semester.
After the summary, they directly distributed the test papers and report cards. All the students' scores were neatly listed in order from top to bottom on the report cards.
Huang He quickly found Leng Zhiting's name... her name was especially easy to find, as it was at the very end of the report card. With a total score of 600 across six main subjects, she achieved a good score of 203, comfortably placing her as the last in the class.
In this scene, Huang He felt a surge of emotions, realizing this was exactly how he felt when attending parent-teacher conferences.
In Huang He's memory, parent-teacher conferences were always held twice a semester: once after the midterm exams and once after the final exams. For all children, these were the most terrifying times of the year.
This was because the teachers would hand out report cards, and the ranking on the report card determined the color of one's backside – whether it was yellow or red.
By 2021, it was said that parent-teacher conferences were only held once after the final exams, and without the most important report cards, parents could only see their children's final exam papers but had no way of knowing their children's rankings.
Furthermore, one couldn't even inquire with the teacher, and even if they did, the teacher would absolutely not tell them, because if they did, that teacher would be immediately fired.
It was said that this was done to protect children's dignity and self-confidence and to reduce their burden. From a child's perspective, this was certainly a good thing, as they could use the excuse that everyone else also did poorly to defend themselves, and their backside might be spared.
However, from a parent's perspective, this was rather inconvenient, as parents could not grasp their children's academic situation and lacked the motivation to urge their children to study. Purely for the children's future, there would undoubtedly be negative impacts.
Without parental supervision, the polarization within the class would certainly become more pronounced. Some children might not even be able to attend high school in the future. However, this could supplement the blue-collar workforce in the future. After all, for a country, if all children wanted to go to college and sit in air-conditioned offices, then unless that country became a world superpower, transferring all production to other countries and exploiting the world through military and financial dominance, that country would essentially be finished.
Well, some matters cannot be investigated too deeply.
To get back to the point, after the homeroom teacher finished praising the students who had achieved excellent results and made academic progress in this exam, the next focus of attention naturally had to be those students who were not performing so well. First and foremost among them was naturally Leng Zhiting.
"Are Leng Zhiting's parents here?" the homeroom teacher asked impolitely.
"Yes!" Huang He meekly stood up. He listened as the teacher spoke for a full three minutes. Of course, the teacher's attitude was relatively good, but she kept telling Huang He that if the child didn't buckle down, she would be completely ruined.
"You must guide this child closely, otherwise, even if you are Huang He and have lots of money, you cannot give her true life value!" the teacher finally advised.
"Thank you, teacher!" Huang He said sincerely.