After saying that, she quickly spread out her drawing paper and started doodling. The little dumpling, on her first day at work, thought to herself—So this is what it's like to work! How interesting! Hehe…

She loves going to work! She wants to go to work with her dad more often in the future!

His writing, imbued with ambition, flows like a divine inspiration each morning.

While others drink iced Americano at work, Xiaotuanzi drinks sweetened milk. When she lacks inspiration for color matching, she just slurps it up, and instantly becomes full of energy.

In a large, modern conference room.

The PowerPoint presentation was changing on the big screen, and the marketing director was speaking eloquently at the front. However, when his gaze fell on the little girl next to President Huo, who was half a head shorter than him, his fluent speech suddenly faltered.

Chaochao, who insisted on coming to the meeting with her dad, stared intently at the older sister speaking in front of her with her bright, piercing eyes.

She looks really impressive; she should definitely learn a lot from her!

Huo Qin glanced at the little dumpling next door without making a sound; his eyes vividly demonstrated what it means to have keen insight.

Didn't you see that even the marketing director didn't dare to look this way?

Huo Qin suppressed a smile, and before turning his head, he raised his hand to straighten the little dumpling's skirt.

Chaochao looked around at the adults with curiosity and noticed that they were all making notes in their notebooks.

Despite not understanding anything, Chaochao seriously picked up a pencil and began taking notes on the paper along with them, her expression exceptionally earnest.

When Huo Qin glanced at the paper out of the corner of his eye—

he:"……"

The director, having finally finished her report, breathed a sigh of relief and glanced curiously at Chaochao's paper as she returned to her seat.

A smiling poop.

The director was thunderstruck.

Her speech consisted of reliance, entrustment, response, and debate!

Today, one more heartbroken person has suddenly appeared in this city.

The director drifted away, looking utterly dejected.

Chaochao suddenly felt a cold wind behind her neck, and she looked back alertly.

There was nothing there.

Chaochao: "?"

Could it be the Dark God of Gunara?!