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The boy on the other end of the phone thought calmly for a moment. "Should I take it that you want to use me as one of your models again? If I'm not mistaken, that seems to be the case. I never expected that while you were doing such things, you would still consider why I always end up helping you with these tasks. And why must it be me who takes on these public roles? Although I know my appearance isn't exactly appealing, it's not entirely my fault; you have better genes. If this is your decision, then I have nothing to say. I guess I can help you out, return a favor, and also enhance my work profile a bit. It does sound like a good suggestion.
I can think it over, but I believe you should manage the timing better. My schedule is quite busy too. I'll send you a timetable of my work hours so you can see when I'm free and arrange things accordingly. Just handle it from there; there's no need to keep notifying me about it, and honestly, I have no reason to refuse your request."
His mother on the other end of the line was very pleased. "I knew you wouldn't refuse me! You’re always so obedient; you've never turned down any of my requests. So I'm just calling to let you know that I've already started preparing things on my end, and I've managed to arrange your schedule well in advance. This is a piece of cake for me."
The boy was taken aback, his mouth agape in surprise. He hadn't expected his mother to act so decisively. Each time she did this, it brought him significant benefits, leaving him feeling a bit flattered yet accustomed to such occurrences.
"I think it's better if you just say what you mean directly," he said. "There's no need for all this formality between us. I've never been formal with you either. Once you call me for help, it's basically decided; there's no chance for me to voice my opinion. You don’t even need to discuss it with me; just tell me when and where I’m supposed to be."
After all, whenever decisions were made, they never sought my consent first; they simply decided and then called me afterward. Why pretend as if you're asking for my opinion?"
Upon hearing this from her son, his mother immediately became very angry. No mother wants to hear her child speak like that, even if she had acted unilaterally in making decisions. Hearing such words from her child still stung.
After all, every child is a piece of flesh that falls from their mother, and the entire pregnancy process is incredibly arduous—something no one else can truly understand. Only she could comprehend how difficult it was during that time. So when her child said something that made her furious, it was natural for her to feel deeply upset, an anger that no one else could grasp.
Thus, when the mother heard her child's words, her initially pleasant mood shifted dramatically to seriousness, though she refrained from saying anything overtly angry.
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