“Good morning, Special Assistant Fang.”
“Assistant Fang brought your niece here today?”
“The little niece of Assistant Fang’s family is so beautiful.”
…
Fang Yan was holding a new cat bag he bought yesterday in one hand and holding Song Zhijin in the other.
As soon as he entered the company, he caught the attention of the employees in the hall.
Fang Yan is usually very serious in front of employees, and his greetings are far less warm than now.
In the final analysis, it was Song Zhijin who was wearing a princess dress.
She has been pampered by her family since she was a child. Her uncle Lu Ziyan wants the stars but not the moon, and Song Qingyou is strict with her children. Therefore, the little princess's personality is not only not pampered, but also like a little sun.
When you see someone looking over you, you will take the initiative to smile.
Most people like cute things. Song Zhijin also has a little baby face. She looks cute no matter how she looks. Especially when she smiles, it seems to heal people's hearts.
The social animals who got up early in the morning and went to work were cured instantly.
Praises are given freely and freely.
If the special assistant Fang Yan hadn't been there, some young girls would have wanted to come over and touch their heads.
The smile on Fang Yan's face became stiffer.
Regardless of whose daughter this little girl is, it is a fact that she looks similar to the boss.
Had it not been for the boss not showing up for too long, and most of the people who had seen the boss face to face were senior executives, people might have noticed by now.
If too many people see it, it will definitely be a disaster.
So he didn't care whether the child wanted to walk by himself or not. Seeing that more and more people were about to gather around him, he simply picked them up and headed straight for the elevator to the top floor.
As soon as the elevator door closed, Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
He put the little girl down and said breathlessly:
“Before meeting Mr. Jiang, Xiaojin will just stay upstairs, okay?”
“But Uncle Fang said he wanted to take me to watch the recording of the program…”
"Uh--when the show team comes, uncle will take you to see it. Just be obedient and don't make trouble. Can you do that?"
Hearing this, Song Zhijin glanced at Maobao and then nodded.
Seeing that she was as well-behaved as ever, Fang Yan couldn't help but explain a few more words:
“Uncle didn’t think it through clearly. Xiaojin is still young and cannot be photographed by the camera. This is not good for Xiaojin.”
“I know, don’t worry, Uncle Fang!”
As soon as Song Zhijin heard about the lens, he immediately understood it.
She is the daughter of a top actress. She has been avoiding the media for as long as she can remember. How could she not know what a camera is?
Fang Yan touched her head: "You're so good. Whatever Xiaojin wants, uncle will buy it for you after get off work!"
Song Zhijin shook his little head: "Uncle Fang works hard, I don't want anything."
-Actually, she had heard Fang Yan say this before, but Song Qingyou told her jokingly that Fang Yan was on call almost 24 hours a day. With a boss like her father, Fang Yan got all the hard-earned money. …
Fang Yan didn’t know what was going on in the little head in front of him, he was just moved:
“Xiaojin is such a good boy.”
He put down the cat bag and gave some instructions before leaving the lounge.
The "All-Professional Challenge" program team came to the company as scheduled.
When all the employees saw that Fang Yan went to receive him in person, they all found reasons for the special assistant to bring his niece here.
—I must want my little niece to see the recording site of the program.
A group of people chatted for a while, but no one paid too much attention to it.
Until the star of the show suddenly appeared and became everyone's colleague.
When the recording of the program started, Fang Yan quietly brought Song Zhijin over.
At this time, Fang Yan didn't want to stay too long, so he took Song Zhijin back upstairs after a while.
Song Qingyou, who had just been assigned the task, seemed to be aware of it, and even glanced in the direction where the two of them left.
Song Zhijin was particularly excited when Song Qingyou appeared.
Fang Yan didn’t think much about it and just thought the little girl was a star chaser.
So I was still thinking about taking Song Zhijin to meet him while Song Qingyou was free.
Unexpectedly, Song Qingyou was extremely busy for two days in a row.
The next day after get off work, I was taken to a dinner party by the group of people from the secretarial department.
On the third day, Fang Yan never expected that the boss would show up!
The most surprising thing is that the boss also brought a little boy over!
The employees were discussing privately whether the little boy might be Mr. Jiang’s son.
In addition, some people are curious
—Is it a new trend to bring children to work? How come Special Assistant Fang is like this and Mr. Jiang is like this too?
Hearing the mutterings in his ears, Fang Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and quickly followed Jiang Zhihan.
“Mr. Jiang, this is—”
“Jiang Yi, nephew.” Jiang Zhihan’s words were concise and to the point.
Fang Yan nodded, it would be better if he wasn't his son.
Jiang Yi looked at Fang Yan curiously for a while. Seeing that Jiang Zhihan had no instructions, he took the initiative to call him uncle.
Fang Yan responded, "There is a kid in the lounge, you can play together."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhihan remembered the little girl Yan had mentioned to him a few days ago.
So, a group of three people stood at the door of the lounge in perfect agreement.
As soon as the door opened, without waiting for Fang Yan to introduce the two parties, the little girl inside rushed out, and then hugged Jiang Zhihan's thigh while the other two were stunned.
"dad!"
Fang Yan took a breath when he heard the clear and crisp voice with excitement.
He carefully looked at Jiang Zhihan's face, stretched out his hand and tried to pull the child away:
"Xiaojin, did you... admit the wrong person?"
“No! This is dad!”
Song Zhijin hugged her hands tighter.
She had long forgotten her brother’s previous instructions, and as soon as she saw a familiar person, she couldn’t help but stick to them.
As for Jiang Qingyan, she is currently lying on the air conditioner in the office, watching Song Qingyou work.
Fang Yan faced Shangjiang Zhihan’s cold eyes, took a step back, and argued:
"What about that...I don't know that Xiaojin would think so. She hasn't told me anything in the past few days..."
Jiang Zhihan would not be angry with a child, so he lowered his head:
“Who taught you to call me that?”
Song Zhijin’s voice was soft: “Dad, you said, you can’t call me ‘Zhizhi’.”
When Jiang Zhihan heard "Zhizhi", he instinctively thought that it was the pet name that Song Qingyou casually picked up.
But he didn’t ask further questions and just said: “I can’t have a daughter as old as you. You have the wrong person.”
Song Zhijin snorted unhappily, "Brother said, dad will definitely not recognize us..."
“Brother?” Jiang Zhihan looked at Fang Yan doubtfully, as if asking: Is there a baby?
Fang Yan waved his hand and said, "It's a cat. She calls that cat brother."
Jiang Zhihan, who had just transformed from a cat back into a human: "What cat?"
"A black and white short-haired cat." Fang Yan thought for a moment and said, "Speaking of which, the color and pattern are almost exactly the same as the cat that Miss Song picked up, but the one Xiao Jin brought here is a kitten."
Jiang Zhihan looked at the extra leg pendant and felt that it was a coincidence.