Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

Zhang Yanzi raised an eyebrow, her eyes flashing with intensity: "We didn't raise her much, but she's doing well. Her father and I only want her to live a peaceful and safe life like everyone else."

She grinned, "I never expected that last night, when my fourth child taught Bao'er to recognize characters, she memorized them all after just one reading."

"Later, I taught the text again, only once, and Bao'er was able to memorize it."

Chen Xing: "Is this something you were born with?"

The other group members didn't want to chime in, since two years ago Zhang Yanzi was just an ordinary temporary worker with only a primary school education.

Now I'm their team leader.

The highly educated team members felt uneasy.

But when it comes to children, no one can care about anyone else. Round-faced Feng Yuan said, "It's congenital, but it's not true for your other children, or even for you and your husband."

Genetics must have a person to inherit it.

She racked her brains: "Team leader, when you were pregnant with your baby, did you eat differently than when you were pregnant before?"

"Or what will you eat after Bao'er is born?" Feng Yuan asked curiously.

If it's because of food, then could she also have a child with a photographic memory?

Chen Xing believed that Zhang Yanzi wouldn't lie, and so did they.

Even though he was resentful, they had known each other for more than two years and he knew each other's character well. Zhang Yanzi was a kind person who loved the young and old, had an ambitious personality, and was of good character.

Everyone else stared intently at Zhang Yanzi, eager to know the answer she would give.

Zhang Yanzi was also thinking. She pondered for a long time: "There is really no one in my family with a photographic memory. Only Bao'er is smart." She looked at the people surrounding her, all of whom sincerely wanted to know the answer.

Bao'er swallowed back her innate intelligence.

One group leader is not enough to satisfy Zhang Yanzi's ambition for advancement.

She wanted to give Bao'er the best, so she could only keep climbing up the ranks. Team leader was just the beginning; she dared to dream of becoming a section chief, director, and even factory manager.

These people are useful.

She coughed and fell into reminiscence: "It seems that when I was pregnant with Bao'er, I did eat better. I ate eggs every day, and the doctor also said that I should give the baby enough nutrition."

"Also, after Bao'er was born, oh right, six months later I ran out of breast milk, so Bao'er has been drinking formula ever since."

"Also, eat more meat and eggs."

Zhang Yanzi shook her head: "That's all. That's all I can think of for now. If I remember anything else, I'll tell you. You can try it and see if your child becomes smarter."

Her willingness to share her knowledge and experience convinced everyone in the group except for Chen Xing.

Feng Yuan was the first to express her opinion: "Team leader, thank you. Whether it's useful or not, I appreciate your sincerity." As for loyalty, a team leader doesn't need that.

"I agree."

"I accept it, thank you team leader."

Zhang Yanzi expressed her affection to each of them one by one. This was the one she wanted. As long as her group got along harmoniously and achieved great results, she would continue to be promoted.

Having achieved her goal, Zhang Yanzi waved generously, "No need to thank me, we're all in the same group, we're a team, if I'm doing well, you're doing well, and I'm doing well too."

She uttered a profound statement in a low voice: "We...can't be separated."

Their interests are inseparable.

The others weren't new employees either, so they naturally understood what the few words she had left blank meant.

Think about it, use your brain, and you'll see that what they say makes sense.

"Hey, team leader, Ah Xing, let's have lunch together," Feng Yuan was the first to invite.

They are not usually together; they are two separate groups.

Chen Xing glanced at Zhang Yanzi, who naturally nodded: "Okay, let's all have one more meat dish, so everyone can taste the meat."

The others also wanted to befriend him, so they didn't refuse.

noon.

Wang Qi was originally supposed to have lunch at her uncle's house, but her father had given her food to her aunt beforehand so she could just reheat it at noon.

Everyone else in the family was either in school or working, leaving her the only one with free time.

Fortunately, she will be starting school soon.

When the clock struck 11:30, Wang Qi suggested going home for dinner, but Principal Qi refused, saying she would treat everyone.

Please invite Wang Qi to a state-run restaurant for a meal.

Wang Qi is young, but she knows that someone who isn't close to her won't invite her to a state-run restaurant; she doesn't know Director Qi.

Her thoughts were clearly written all over her face.

Principal Qi smiled, and her originally serious face softened: "This is also the first time I've met a little genius like you. Besides, the 'qi' in your name sounds the same as my surname."

She gave a mature smile: "It's fate. Don't worry, I won't sell you."

Teacher Cui smiled and nodded at Wang Qi.

Wang Qi then agreed, because she trusted Teacher Cui more than Principal Qi.

The braised pork was placed on top, and Wang Qi's mouth moved slightly. Afraid that she couldn't reach it, Director Qi put it in her small bowl.

The trembling little pieces of meat looked soft and tender.

Wang Qi gave Principal Qi a happy smile, like a child: "Thank you, Aunt Qi."

Yes, from the principal to the nanny, we got to know each other so quickly.

Principal Qi thought the child was intelligent and remarkably insightful, only regretting that he wasn't her own child. She patted Wang Qi's clever head and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

"Don't mention it, it's my pleasure." Teacher Cui was receiving the old lady's thanks at Uncle Wang's house.

Wang Qi told Principal Qi that she would tell her grandmother that she wouldn't be coming home for dinner. Principal Qi glanced at Teacher Cui, who said that she happened to be passing by.

I'll inform her on my way back.

Wang Qi didn't understand how Teacher Cui's house was in the west and her uncle's house was in the south, since they just happened to be passing by.

But Teacher Cui is an adult; she understands.

When the old lady learned that her granddaughter had been invited to the state-run restaurant by Director Qi, she was momentarily stunned. An adult and a child, who didn't even know each other.

Please go to a state-run restaurant?

It sounds so strange!

Fortunately, Teacher Cui was articulate and recounted Wang Qi's performance at kindergarten that morning, saying that Wang Qi was a little genius with a photographic memory.

The old lady confirmed it again and again.

Her little granddaughter is truly a little genius.

If I didn't understand before, I understand now. Principal Qi invited me to dinner. Oh, it's only right.

Not to mention Principal Qi, even the old lady herself, if she heard that there was a child in the neighborhood with a photographic memory, would probably offer that child a piece of candy.

The old lady thanked Teacher Cui for making the special trip and asked, "Do you need me to pick you up?"

They were refused, and were told that Principal Qi would safely send the child home.

After Teacher Cui left, the old lady instructed her eldest daughter-in-law, who was still in a daze, "Boil eggs. Bao'er loves them. Boil three."

"No, five," the old woman said fiercely.