"Waaaaah~"
"Help!"
"Someone, please save me!"
"Grandpas, grandmas, uncles, aunts, brothers, and sisters, please help me! I'm stuck!"
"I feel so bad, so scared. Is there anyone who can help this poor, vulnerable baby?"
"Waaaaah, my baby is so adorable, everyone loves him, and flowers adore him, he absolutely cannot die here."
"I haven't repaid my mother for raising me yet, and I haven't settled accounts with my scumbag father or avenged my mother!"
"If no one comes to save me soon, we'll have to eat a feast here tonight."
"Waaaaah~ Baby's heart is breaking!"
In the vending machine section on the first floor of Kyoto's largest department store, a little baby was stuck in a vending machine, crying his heart out and constantly asking for help from those around him, shouting for help, his voice hoarse.
Just then, a tall, handsome man in a suit and tie, surrounded by a group of people, passed by and heard the child's crying and babbling.
He frowned slightly, stopped, and his sharp eyes swept around like a hawk's, finally landing on a slightly overweight man beside him. He asked in an annoyed voice, "What's going on? Why is there a child crying here?"
The slightly overweight man is Wang Jingren, the manager of this shopping mall.
He hunched over, answering anxiously, "Mr. Si, I'm so sorry, this... I don't know what happened?"
"You're in charge of managing this shopping mall, and now that something's happened, you're just trying to brush me off with a simple 'I don't know'?"
The man's body temperature dropped several degrees, becoming extremely cold, as if it could freeze the air into ice.
His eyes held dissatisfaction and doubt, clearly indicating his dissatisfaction with Wang Jingren's answer.
Wang Jingren sensed the warning in the tall man's words and trembled involuntarily, a thin layer of sweat beading on his forehead.
He answered cautiously, "I'll send someone to investigate right away, Mr. Si, please calm down."
"Hurry up and go!" the man shouted angrily, his tone clearly impatient.
"Yes, yes, I'll go right away!" Wang Jingren, dragging his slightly chubby body, hurriedly led the mall's security guards towards the vending machine.
Today, their big boss came to inspect the mall. He ordered all the mall's employees early this morning to be meticulous and attentive in their work, especially regarding security.
However, to everyone's surprise, such a terrifying thing happened when the big boss arrived. Wasn't this going to kill him?
Everyone in Kyoto knows that Si Lijue, the head of the Si family, is always cold-blooded and ruthless. In managing the company, he uses an iron fist. He never hesitates to fire employees who are not serious about their work, have poor performance, or violate regulations.
If someone's life is in danger, then the person will be handed over to the police station without hesitation.
Wang Jingren only hoped that the little child who was crying so desperately wouldn't get into any trouble. Otherwise, losing his job was a minor matter; being sent to prison was a much bigger one.
Following the child's cries, everyone quickly found the little boy who was stuck in the vending machine.
Wang Jingren rushed to Si Lijue and reported, "Mr. Si, it's a little boy who somehow got into the vending machine and is stuck inside!"
Upon hearing this, Si Lijue frowned even more deeply, his face darkening as he remained silent and strode towards the vending machine that had trapped the little boy.
The others followed behind him and walked toward the vending machine.
When everyone arrived, Si Lijue stared intently at the little dumpling in the vending machine and asked, "How did this brat get into the vending machine?"
Everyone shook their heads, indicating they didn't know.
The little dumpling looked in the direction of the voice and saw a handsome face that looked seven or eight parts like its own. A look of surprise flashed in its eyes, and it felt a little comforted.
He cried and shouted, "Waaah~ Daddy, you've finally come to save me! Hurry up and take me out, I'm so scared!"
The staff behind Si Lijue exchanged bewildered glances, their minds filled with complaints.
dad?
When will Mr. Si have a child?
How could they not know?
Could it be that CEO Si secretly married and had a young master? Or was it a child born to another woman behind CEO Si's back?
Good heavens! Manager Wang has really messed up this time. The young master is stuck in the mall's vending machine. If anything happens to the young master, President Si will definitely kill him.
These people also bear joint responsibility and may be punished together.
No one dared to make a sound, shrinking their necks like quails, trying to minimize their presence, and waiting anxiously for the young master in the vending machine to be rescued.
As Si Lijue listened to the child's cries, his heart tightened inexplicably, and he felt a pang of unease, as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart, causing a dull ache.
He didn't have time to correct the child's address, so he turned his gaze to Wang Jingren beside him and commanded in a deep voice, "Open it!"
Wang Jingren wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and mustered his courage to answer, "President Si, it can't be opened for the time being. This is the most advanced vending machine. Once a foreign object enters, the system will be paralyzed and automatically locked."
Our security personnel tried to pry it open with pliers, but there was a child inside, and they were worried about hurting him, so they didn't dare to move it.
The child can only be released once technicians restore the system and remotely unlock it.
"How long will it take to restore the system?" Si Lijue asked again.
"Mr. Si, I just asked the technical department, and it will take at least two hours," Assistant Lin Fei hurriedly replied.
Si Lijue's face was so gloomy it could drip water. Hearing the child's cries growing hoarseer, he worried that the child wouldn't be able to hold on for two hours and was eager to rescue the child. He immediately ordered, "Call 119 and have the firefighters come and cut the machine open."
This vending machine is state-of-the-art, costing hundreds of thousands of yuan each. Mr. Si cut it off without batting an eye; he's truly a rich man who can be capricious.
However, in retrospect, no amount of money is as important as the young master's life.
"Yes! I'll go make the call." Although Manager Wang felt bad about spending those hard-earned bills, he dared not disobey President Si's orders. After receiving the order, he took his phone and ran to a quiet place to make the call.
When the little one heard that the vending machine couldn't be opened, he burst into tears again: "Waaah~ Daddy, help! I don't want to die in this square box."
Si Lijue patiently comforted him, "The vending machine won't open, little friend. Just hold on a little longer, and the firefighters will be here to rescue you soon."
The little one continued crying, "Waaah, Daddy's so stupid! You could have just scanned the code and paid to open it."
......
Si Lijue was completely defeated by the brat's thought process and couldn't say a word for a moment.
Everyone wanted to laugh but dared not, inwardly praising, "The young master is so clever, he knows that paying can open it at such a young age."
Ten minutes later, firefighters arrived and cut the machine open, successfully rescuing the baby.
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