Jiang Li hadn't gotten up yet, and she and Jiang Leqi, one big and one small, were sprawled on either side of the bed. Rong Mo had only gotten up to go to the bathroom, and there was no room left on the bed for him. Helpless, he had to go downstairs early to prepare food for the two darlings.
When Jiang Li woke up from her nap, before she could say anything, her nose itched and she sneezed twice.
Still shaken by his last cold, Jiang Li instantly snapped out of his daze, glancing at the blindingly bright sun outside the window: "..." He couldn't possibly be the unlucky guy who caught a cold in the middle of summer; someone must have been cricketing at him! He promptly slumped back onto the bed, lay still for a few seconds, and then habitually called out, "A-Mo!"
Instead of Rong Mo, they called Jiang Leqi, who was playing hide-and-seek with some robots.
Jiang Leqi had been instructed by Rong Mo to take breakfast to her father, who was sleeping in late, with the help of robot 01.
"Father has gone to earn food for the two of us!"
Seeing his son riding over on a robot while shouting, Jiang Li remembered that Rong Mo had mentioned going out today last night. But he quickly realized what he had said, sat up abruptly, pinched Jiang Leqi's chubby cheeks from eating too much, and snatched the egg pancake from his mouth, swallowing it in a few bites: "Come on, today Daddy will take you to do something big, and earn enough ice cream for the next ten years!"
Jiang Leqi was dragged away, looking at his impulsive and unpredictable father with suspicion: Ice cream? Really?
Having received Rong Mo's message early in the morning that they should come later, Shan Song was currently playing with birds in the garden with his wife. With the weather getting warmer, the birds were taking baths more frequently, and the small pond in the villa had become their exclusive bathing pool. Watching the two birds fluttering happily, Shan Song said thoughtfully, "The courtyard house is still not very suitable for our eldest princess and crown prince to live in. The company recently acquired a piece of land in the western suburbs, so we can build a summer resort or something like that."
Tong Zhao glanced at the two "little chicks" who were unaware that they would soon own multiple manors under his name, and remained silent for a moment: "Your Majesty... is being a bit too indulgent."
Dan Song smiled and said, "A son's status depends on his father's, and besides, we are about to welcome the eldest grandson of the emperor."
"..." But our precious eldest grandson is still an egg. Judging from how playful these two chicks are, it's not certain whether they'll hatch.
For the sake of the unknown eldest grandson of the emperor, Shan Song seemed to really intend to put his plan into action, and with remarkable efficiency, he took out his phone and called his assistant.
Alpha casually crossed his legs and leaned back slightly, his arms outstretched and resting on the back of the wooden chair. It wasn't like he was in a gazebo at home, but rather in the company's rooftop conference room, overseeing the overall situation and issuing orders. Tong Zhao glanced at his serious and cold face for a long time, the curve of her lips hidden by her palms cupping her face, but the infatuation in her eyes was impossible to hide.
Whose husband is so reassuring and eye-catching? It's his!
only……
Tong Zhao's gaze slowly moved downwards, finally settling on the baggy shorts and sandals that seemed so out of place with his solemn face. He abruptly turned his head, nearly choking on his laughter.
Yes, it's very down-to-earth.
Dan Song glanced away, noticing his wife smiling as she looked at the clusters of flowers in the distance, a hint of confusion on her face. Then she said something else, and he looked away and replied, "Give the instructions first, and I'll approve them when I get back."
"The person in charge?"
Hearing the self-recommending voice on the microphone, Shan Song pondered for a moment, then his gaze fell again on the omega who was leaning out to pick flowers not far away: "Okay, but there will be one more task..."
Since they moved here, Shan Song has planted all kinds of orchids in the garden. Other flowers can only be used as decorations. However, there happened to be a clump of hydrangeas in full bloom near the pavilion. Tong Zhao just picked one and played with it in his hand, not noticing when Shan Song came over.
"Oh, you've finished your call?"
"Hmm." Shan Song sniffed the flower in Tong Zhao's hand. "I'm planning to do a tourism project. What do you think, wife?"
Tong Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her husband was a "wise ruler" and hadn't actually turned the villa into a bird playground.
However, before she could fully relax, Shan Song's next words almost stunned Tong Zhao.
"You want me to be in charge of the project?" Tong Zhao pointed at himself in shock. After confirming that Shan Song was serious, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he stammered, "But I don't know how. This is not something to be taken lightly."
Shan Song wasn't too surprised by his reaction. He smiled and explained, "It's not like I'm putting you in complete charge. Your assistant is quite capable. I plan to transfer him to a department in a while, and he can mentor you before he leaves."
"The company is short-staffed. Ms. Tong is smart and capable, why doesn't she help her husband out?"
"..." Tong Zhao was at a loss for words, blinked and said, "Your Majesty, if this continues, the Shan family will change hands."
Dan Song raised an eyebrow slightly, her tone even carrying a hint of encouragement: "Then Zhao Zhao, if you work hard, your husband can take your surname."
"...No need for that, let's just give the crown to the eldest grandson of the emperor." Tong Zhao muttered to himself.
"What are you saying?" Shan Song chuckled softly, "Cricket husband?"
"I said it's about time, Ah Li should wake up, let's go!" Tong Zhao pushed away Shan Song, who was getting closer and closer, and after taking a few quick steps, she added, "Honey, you should change out of your floral underwear!"
Dan Song looked down: "..." Now he finally understood why his wife had been laughing so happily just now.
Although Jiang Li didn't say it, Tong Zhao could roughly guess that today's meeting was to discuss cooperation. According to Shan Song's intention yesterday, he planned to let him make the decision to talk to A Li himself. Tong Zhao didn't have this kind of experience, so to show that he valued it, he and Shan Song both wore the suits they had worn during the previous negotiations.
Although they dressed like this during negotiations, Ah Li was not only a potential business partner but also their friend...
Tong Zhao was worried that she might be overreacting. It would be awkward if A Li didn't intend to have such a formal meeting with them.
This worry didn't last long. When they arrived at the Jiang family home, they saw the father and son, who were dressed even more neatly than he and Shan Song. Jiang Leqi, in particular, was small but had a perfect bow tie. He sat upright on the living room sofa with an unusually serious expression. Tong Zhao's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly settled down.
It seems my thought process aligns with Ah Li's.
Tong Zhao cleared his throat, stepped forward, and extended his hand: "Young President Jiang, I've long admired your name."
Jiang Li said in a serious tone, "President Tong, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Dan Song cooperated with the two men, acting as their assistant. He placed all the gifts his wife had prepared that morning to bribe the Jiang family father and son on the coffee table: "Young President Jiang, these are the gifts President Tong prepared for you."
Jiang Leqi's eyes lit up first. She straightened her back to look at the beautifully packaged delicacies, her eyes constantly glancing at her little daddy, hinting and suggesting: Uncle Zhao Zhao brought lots of delicious food!
Jiang Li was much more restrained than her son. Her nose twitched slightly, and she roughly understood what was going on, but she still said formally, "I can't accept this, you're too kind." (Quickly refuse me!)
It was practically blinking like crazy.
Tong Zhao suppressed a laugh and said politely, "You're being too formal. It's nothing expensive, just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it."
"Since you've said so, I'll accept it this time. Please don't spend money next time." I'll definitely come more often next time!
Of the three people and the child, only their clothes seemed to be formal. Shan Song suppressed the urge to facepalm; his eyelids twitched uncontrollably. No wonder Rong Mo ran away first; what kind of bizarre cosplay was this…
The air fell silent. Two seconds later, Jiang Li coughed twice and said, "Then let's go to the study to talk. Dan... Xiao Dan, you sit here for a while. Le Qi, you take care of Uncle Dan."
Shan Song and Jiang Leqi looked at each other: "..."
Having at least managed to secure a "cooperation" deal with Zhao Zhao, and having calmed down, Shan Song, with the intention of pleasing the small business partner, pulled out the cheese sticks he had prepared beforehand: "Want one?"
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