"Hu——" the little girl let out a heavy breath.
"What's wrong?" He rubbed her little head in amusement.
She looked at him resentfully, "Mr. Gong, shouldn't you explain to me what is going on?"
Why is he here?
Why was this door opened?
Why is Mr. Gong coming here too?
President Li is coming along too?
She doesn't believe that everything is a coincidence!
He put his arm around her and explained, "Grandpa came here because of Gu Zhiran's resignation."
"Resign? Miss Gu resigned? Why?" She turned around in confusion.
He raised an eyebrow and said, "Qingqing, are you sure you don't know why?"
The little girl paused, probably knowing what was going on.
"What about President Li?"
"I called Grandpa here!"
"Why?"
"Qingqing, guess what?" He lowered his head and carried the little girl into the inner room.
She hugged him, nuzzled him and asked, "Is it because of me?"
He paused slightly, touched her little head and said in a low voice: "Be good, don't think too much, and rest early!"
"Then Mr. Gong, will you stay tonight?" The little girl looked at him with sparkling eyes.
He leaned close to her ear and whispered seductively, "Qingqing, do you want me to stay?"
"Yes!" the little girl hugged him and kissed him
He smiled and carried her into the inner room.
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Saturday
Gu Lingling finally got rid of the trouble of attending classes and asked the little girl out.
noon
11 o'clock
Gong
Top floor
The little girl took her bag and sat on the sofa nearby.
He took out a half-sized piece of paper, lowered his little head, and wrote something.
At the desk
The man threw the plan in his hand down and sneered: "Gong's company doesn't keep useless people. You can't afford to waste my time. Go to the Human Resources Department to sign the salary!"
The man picked up the plan sheet tremblingly, turned around and walked out.
He Bin handed over the plan in his hand, "President——"
He took it, looked it over, and said, "Just follow this and get out!"
"yes--"
The man walked over and asked, "What is Qingqing doing?"
The little girl finished writing the last word and handed it to him, saying, "A request for leave!"
"I'm going out to play with Lingling this afternoon!"
"who?"
"Gu Lingling, has Mr. Gong forgotten? I want to go to dinner with her, and also to the movies, and also to the bar..."
She choked instantly.
He glanced over dangerously, "Where else are you going?"
"Let's go to the aquarium and see the ocean!"
"See the ocean?" His voice was a little deep.
“No, no, no—” She shrank back, curled her lips and smiled: “Dolphin, it’s a dolphin!”
"Please, Mr. Gong, please approve it for me, okay?"
"Criticize..." He opened his mouth slightly
She looked over hopefully.
"Impossible!"
"Ah—" She howled, pounced on him, and hooked her arm around his neck in dissatisfaction, shaking it around, "Go ahead and criticize me, why don't you criticize me?"
"You have to join the group next Monday!"
"It's only Saturday, Saturday!"
"That's only a day and a half away!"
"Ah, no, I just want to go out and play. Didn't I say I have a day off?"
"Mr. Gong~"
"Mr. Gong~"
"Mr. Gong?"
The little girl's voice was soft, like a girl, tickling his ear.
The hot breath she exhaled kept tempting and seducing him on his neck.
The fragrance between his nostrils was as pure as milk, making him feel like he was bathed in spring breeze and his heart was beating fast.
He hugged her directly, pressed her onto the sofa, and quickly gave her a hot and passionate kiss.
Half an hour later
Gong's downstairs
Gu Lingling opened the passenger door and let her sit in.
"Qingqing, do you really work at Gong Corporation? Oh my god—"
She smiled sheepishly, "Well, you can come find me here later!"
"Really? Can I come in?"
"Of course! Come to the 40th floor. I'll be working there."
"Okay, I'll come find you here after class next time. By the way, is the senior still here?"
The little girl shook her head. "No, my brother's internship is over and he's working at Tan's now."
"Is that so? Qingqing, sit down. Let's go eat first. I found a kebab restaurant. The kebabs there are fresh and delicious."
"Okay, let's go there then."
"Uh-huh--"
soon
The red Bentley was in the driveway, speeding along.
…
Top floor
In the office
The small, elegant handwriting was written quietly line after line.
The slender knuckles twisted a corner, and the words came out lightly at an angle.
""written request for leave"
I, the 40th-floor artist, Tan Ruoqing, need to ask for leave!
I hope my dear president can allow it!
Love you, Mr. Gong!
Love, love!!”
He couldn't help but chuckle with the corners of his lips raised, and slowly stuffed the note into the book and stored it in the blue velvet box.
He took the contract beside him and his brows drooped.
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