Chapter 441: The Deep-minded Female Sea King vs. the Robot Junior 36
Quan Jiu looked at the portrait in Xiao Tuo's hand and asked a soul-searching question:
"But you only painted one picture today."
It felt strange to think that her portrait would be left here.
Xiao Tuo rolled the drawing paper into a tube, tied it with a ribbon, held it in his hand, and looked up at Quan Jiu:
“So I’m going to evade the fare.”
Quan Jiu was surprised: "You won't keep the painting?"
The light in the classroom was too dim. Xiao Tuo held the painting tube in one hand and grabbed her wrist with the other, and walked out of the classroom:
"No."
Even if the king of heaven comes, he won’t give it to me.
………
Xiao Tuo’s evil deeds were exposed on the campus wall of Xi’an University the next day.
"Some unethical person left a candle littered across the floor, leaving behind not even a shadow of the painting."
The comment section is full of comments condemning this evil act.
When Quan Jiu saw this message, she was sitting in the office drinking coffee. Han Qi was sitting right opposite her. Seeing her obviously choked expression, he asked.
"What's wrong?"
Quan Jiu swallowed the coffee slowly and said, "No."
Anyway, it’s not her that is being scolded, so just fly without worry, brother. You will have to bear the consequences if anything goes wrong.
Han Qi flipped through the documents and said, "The new plan is well done. You will be fully responsible from now on."
When Quan Jiu heard this, he had a bad feeling in his heart:
"Isn't there still a probation period?"
What about the agreement that if you don’t do well during the probation period, you can just fire me?
She also planned to make a few principled mistakes at the end of her probation period so that Han Qi would find an excuse to fire her.
Han Qi: "You performed very well, and your probation period ends early."
Quan Jiu's expression froze:
"No... isn't this a bit hasty? Godfather, listen to me. Think about it carefully. I'm actually a worthless person, a useless piece of shit. I just perform well occasionally. Don't be fooled by me. It's not worth hiring an employee like me..."
Working under Han Qi's supervision, she couldn't be free to express herself.
Han Qi: "It's worth it."
Quan Jiu: "I..."
"Or do you not want to stay in the Han family?" Han Qi said bluntly.
He stared at Quan Jiu with all his might, as if he suspected that she didn't want to stay in Han's company and wanted to let herself go and mess around.
Quan Jiu: "..."
It's true that she wanted to let herself go, but she really didn't plan to mess around.
"Okay, I can do it."
It’s all because “Meng Jiang” has too many dark histories in Korean chess.
Quan Jiu was forced to work diligently all day. When it was time to get off work, she just walked out of the elevator and saw two little kids sitting in the lobby.
The two little kids, carrying their schoolbags, sat head to head, whispering to each other, with the president's secretary standing beside them, looking respectful.
Quan Jiu guessed the identity of the little girl almost instantly, but her eyes first fell on the little boy next to her.
The little boy was wearing a blue and white school uniform. He was not very old, with fat still hanging on his cheeks. He sat there quietly, like a polite little gentleman, blending in with the surrounding environment.
"Tiantian, your dad will be coming down soon. Let's go wait for him at the door."
The president's secretary coaxed in a low voice.
Han Tiantian was a shy and quiet girl. She nodded obediently, jumped off the chair, and held on to her small schoolbag.
Quan Jiu looked at him curiously, but didn't intend to say hello. She started to head to the parking lot, but just as she turned around, the little girl next to her actually called out to her:
"Aunt Meng Jiang..."
The little baby's voice was so soft and sweet that Quan Jiu stopped in his tracks.
She turned around, looked down at the little ball of milk that was only above her knees, raised her eyebrows and said:
"Do you know me?"
Han Tiantian nodded heavily. Facing Quan Jiu, she seemed a little shy, her face slightly red.
"Um……"
Quan Jiu rubbed her head and said, "Little girl, according to seniority, you should call me Sister Meng Jiang."
Han Tiantian's watery black eyes flashed with confusion. She tilted her head and raised her baby voice:
"Sister?"
The little girl's puzzled look was so adorable that Quan Jiu couldn't help but squat down and pinch her soft and chewy little face.
"Yes, call me sister."
At this moment, the little boy who had been standing quietly by the side pursed his lips tightly, tightened his grip on the strap of his schoolbag, and stared straight at the part of Han Tiantian's face that was touched by Quan Jiu with his black eyes.
Han Tiantian opened her mouth to call sister, but she remembered something and turned to look at the little boy.
"She said she wanted to call me sister."
The little boy said nothing.
Only fools call me sister.
Quan Jiu noticed the overly delicate and cute little boy again and waved to him.
The little boy's black eyes lit up slightly, and he walked towards Quan Jiu and called out obediently:
"Pretty aunt."
Quan Jiu chuckled and raised his hand to pinch his little face:
"You and Tiantian are friends, so you should call me sister like she does."
The little boy felt the softness on his cheek, and his ears trembled like a rabbit, with the outline of his ears slightly red. He shook his head and said firmly:
"It's Auntie."
Quan Jiu didn't want to argue with a child, so he smiled and said, "Okay, Aunt is Aunt, you are so cute, you can even call me Grandma."
The little girl opened her mouth slightly: "Can I call you anything?"
Quan Jiu was happy: "You really want to call me grandma?"
The little boy clenched his fingers and shook his head quickly: "No..."
Han Tiantian secretly leaned close to Quan Jiu's ear and whispered:
"Sister Meng Jiang, Youyou doesn't have a mother. You are so beautiful, he must want you to be his mother."
Quan Jiu's eyes flickered, and when he faced the little girl again, his expression remained normal.
"I never lie to children."
The little boy mustered up his courage, stared at Quan Jiu, and asked in a low voice:
"Can I call you mom?"
The child's eyes were clearer than the water in the Tianshan Lake. They were filled with longing and the cautious fear of being rejected by her. Quan Jiu's heart softened when he saw this. He raised his hand and pinched his little face:
"sure……"
In an instant, the fear in the little boy's eyes disappeared, and he immediately called out "Mommy" obediently. His neat and straightforward appearance made Quan Jiu wonder if he had fallen into a big trap.
She wanted to say a few words to comfort Naituanzi, but she heard someone behind her calling "Boss Han" a few times. She could only stand up and look back at Han Qi, who was striding towards her in a black suit. She nodded and said hello:
"Godfather."
"Dad." Han Tiantian also spoke obediently.
Han Qi nodded and looked at the little boy beside him with a surprised tone:
"Youyou is here too?"
The little girl looked like she was at a loss for words. When someone called her name, she pursed her lips reluctantly and called out:
"Hello, godfather."
Quan Jiu was surprised: "He is your godson?"
Han Qi: "I guess so."
The little guy was originally the one he sponsored, but he didn't expect that he would end up in the same class with Tiantian and become good friends. Ling Shuang said that this was fate and asked the little guy to call him godfather.
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