As soon as Chaochao returned to the president's office, Huo Qinrui's eyes were fixed on her pitiful appearance with a red nose and messy hair.
Lin Cheng had no intention of hiding anything. He reported the whole story of how Chaochao almost got lost, and finally said with a look of grim determination, "I'm sorry, President Huo, it was all my fault!"
He kept his head down, his jaw clenched, and his exposed neck was covered in a thick layer of cold sweat.
He accepted the demotion and reassignment!
Chaochao, standing to the side, protested, "I didn't get lost."
Lin Cheng insisted, his face full of guilt, "It's my fault for not keeping a good eye on you."
Huo Qin looked at him silently.
After a while, Lin Cheng heard him say:
"My salary will be halved this month."
Lin Cheng bowed deeply, looking remorseful. "Yes, I understand! I'll go to the HR department right away—what?"
He looked up blankly.
So they're just fining you?
Huo Qin raised an eyebrow, "So, a month's fine?"
"No, no, no." Lin Cheng shook his head repeatedly, a rare look of naivety on his face. "I thought..."
Huo Qin glanced at him, his tone indifferent, "Is your work very leisurely?"
"Oh no, no, uh yes yes yes, I'll go right away."
Lin Cheng responded repeatedly and hurriedly left the office.
Chaochao was lying on the coffee table, amusing herself by building blocks. Her two little tufts of hair were loose and droopy, like two withered little flowers.
Huo Qin's mind raced: "Chao Chao, come here."
Chaochao lifted her head from the pile of building blocks and ran over to him, asking, "What's up?"
Huo Qin scooped her up onto his lap and removed the hair tie from her head, saying, "Your hair is too messy."
"oh."
Chaochao smiled happily; this was the first time her dad had ever braided her hair!
The little girl sat upright, letting her father do whatever he wanted with her hair.
Five minutes passed like this.
"Daddy, is it ready?" The little voice was full of anticipation.
"Not yet," Huo Qin said, frowning.
How come this hair is so smooth? I can't even hold it in my hand?
There was no mirror in front of Chaochao, so she was unaware that she had become a wild woman with her hair half-tied up.
She was still happily humming a little tune as her dad braided her hair.
Time ticked by, but Dad still wasn't done.
She shifted her hips, becoming restless.
Bored, she picked up a pen from Huo Qin's desk, grabbed a piece of white paper, and started drawing.
"Chao Chao, look up."
Huo Qin untied the rubber band for the tenth time and retied it, speaking to Chaochao who was engrossed in drawing.
"Okay." She sat down obediently.
But after a short while, the little girl's head began to turn from side to side.
She was looking for how many black things were in the room.
Eighteen...nineteen...
Huo Qin held her head still. "Chao Chao, don't shake."
The little girl pouted, looking aggrieved. "But I was bored."
Indeed, three or four years old is the age when children start to become very active.
Soon, Chaochao's head was fixed in place as if nailed to the spot, her eyes sparkling.
Because Peppa Pig was playing on the computer screen in front of her.
With the children watching the cartoon intently, Huo Qin was finally able to relax.
This time I'm sure I can get it right.
After some time, the office landline rang.
Lin Cheng: "President Huo, someone from the Xie family has come and said they want to cooperate with you."
At this moment, another strand of hair slipped from his fingertips like an eel, and Huo Qin frowned deeply.
"I won't see you. Don't disturb me during this time."
Judging from the seriousness in President Huo's voice, he must be dealing with a deal worth 100 billion per minute.
Lin Cheng, sitting upright on the other end of the phone, said seriously, "Yes, I understand."
Then he called the front desk and told her that the president was busy and unavailable.
"Okay, I understand." The receptionist hung up the phone and smiled at the woman in front of the counter. "I'm sorry, Mr. Huo is busy. Please go back."
Dong Qin, who thought she had it all figured out, froze with a forced smile. "Are you sure? I'm the secretary to the president of Xie's Group. I'm here to discuss cooperation with President Huo."
Why isn't your CEO Xie here? You think a mere secretary can meet our president? That shows a complete lack of sincerity.
The receptionist rolled her eyes inwardly, but smiled and said, "I'm sorry, no matter who you are, you need to make an appointment to see our CEO."
"You didn't make an appointment, but I've already made an exception for you."
Dong Qin chuckled awkwardly, "Well... okay then, I'll come again next time."
In reality, he would grind his teeth until they were crushed.
What's there to be so arrogant about? She's from the Xie Group! Just wait until she regrets it!
Top floor office.
Huo Qin finally managed to tie it up, albeit with some difficulty.
Like two bird nests about to fall apart.
It's not as good as before the injection.
Huo Qin: "..."
Finally, he asked Lin Cheng to find a female employee who could do hair.
Chaochao was still a little reluctant: "Dad, are you really not going to get the injection anymore?"
Huo Qin: I think you just want to see that pig, don't you?
The female employee easily tied her hair into two energetic double braids in less than a minute.
Chaochao touched her braids, "Wow, big sister is so amazing~"
The employee who was called "sister" beamed with joy, her eyes brimming with maternal love as she looked at Chaochao.
Silly girl, who wants to be your older sister? I want to be your mother!
Awsl! How can Chaochao be so cute!
How wonderful it would be if she had such a lovely daughter!
Quickly, let her suck it in!
The system, which was struggling with Xie Jingcheng's identity, glanced at the female employee's maternal smile and fell into deep thought: Could it be that she has forgotten that Chaochao has a father?
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