Jiang Zhihan had investigated Song Qingyou after all and had some knowledge of her life experience, so he knew exactly what she was thinking.
But the two little children didn’t know.
Song Zhijin asked innocently: "Does mom want to take us to find our uncle?"
Facing the little girl’s expectant gaze, Song Qingyou spoke tactfully: “I won’t go for the time being.”
“Oh.” Song Zhijin was a little disappointed.
When she came here, she not only saw the young Uncle Fang, but also the younger version of her parents. She even thought she could meet the younger version of her uncle!
“Where is grandpa?” Song Zhijin asked again.
Thinking of Song Xingye who was still lying in the hospital, Song Qingyou slowly shook his head.
But she was not sad, because Song Zhijin's reaction was enough to show that Song Xingye was still fine ten years later.
"Okay." Although the little girl was disappointed, she did not make trouble unreasonably. With Jiang Qingyan's reminder, she urged the two of them to go to work first.
Song Qingyou and Jiang Zhihan looked at each other, and they made it clear that they still had a private conversation.
As soon as they left, Jiang Qingyan jumped off the sofa.
Song Zhijin followed the kitten and suddenly said:
“Where are you going, brother? I’m going too.”
The little cat turned around and said, "Wouldn't it be good to watch TV here?" ’
The little girl shook her head: "I've been watching it for several days. Uncle Fang is so busy, I'm so bored!"
After saying that, he squatted next to the kitten and asked in a low voice:
“Brother, do you want to go find your uncle alone without me?”
The little cat’s eyes widened a bit when he heard this.
Song Zhijin raised her chin proudly: "Hmph, I guessed it right!"
Then he pointed at himself and said, "So brother, you have to take me with you, otherwise I will go to my parents to complain!"
“But my uncle doesn’t even know my mother now. If I take you with me, I might be kicked out...”
In the middle of the sentence, Song Zhijin interrupted directly: "I won't listen, I won't listen, I'm going to go!"
The little girl covered her ears and shook her head.
Jiang Qingyan was suspicious: ‘Who did you learn this unreasonable and vexatious look from? ’
Song Zhijin grinned: "On TV, this is how the aunt plays opposite her mother."
Jiang Qingyan: “…”
Song Zhijin: "Also, brother, don't try to lie to others. Every time you don't want to take me with you, you will make a lot of excuses. Uncle said, I can't speak to you. As long as I don't listen, I won't be deceived!"
It’s hard to fool my sister when she is only six years old. Jiang Qingyan felt tired: "But I didn’t lie to you this time. My uncle hasn’t taken my mother home yet..."
"Then let's go tell uncle!" Song Zhijin said firmly, "Uncle also said that my mother suffered a lot, and he was deceived before. With us here, let's see who dares to deceive uncle!"
The tone of speaking can be described as ‘bloody’.
The little kitten sitting on the ground sighed, its face full of helplessness almost wrinkled into a ball.
However, Song Zhijin, like him, sometimes has extraordinary mobility.
Before he could agree, the little girl quietly stood guard at the corner of the corridor of the CEO's office. Within two minutes, she successfully reached Fangyan.
Fang Yan was startled by the sudden appearance of the child, "Zhijin? Why are you here? Do you want to see Mr. Jiang for something?"
Jiang Zhihan has admitted that Song Zhijin is his daughter. Even though Fang Yan is puzzled, his attitude towards Song Zhijin is much more respectful.
“I’m not looking for daddy, I’m looking for you.”
Seeing that no one came out, he took Fang Yan's hand and entered the nearby conference room.
"Uncle Fang, my brother and I want to go out to play." Song Zhijin held her head high, blinking her big eyes, full of expectation.
Most people can't refuse the request of a cute little girl, and Fang Yan is the same.
“Does Mr. Jiang know?”
Song Zhijin shook his head, "I don't want dad to worry, and dad is working, so I can't disturb him."
"Uncle Fang~" the little girl started her coquettish offensive, "My brother and I just went to the nearby shopping mall for a stroll and will be back soon. Uncle Fang just needs to arrange a driver for us, okay?"
She pulled Fang Yan’s sleeve and kept shaking it.
By the way, Jiang Qingyan reminded me that she could help run errands at the age of five and had gone out alone a long time ago...
In short, even though I am only six years old, I am still very well-behaved and reliable!
Fang Yan's attitude gradually softened, but he originally planned to take the little girl out for a walk himself, but unexpectedly he got a call midway and had to call the company's security personnel.
The Jiangyuan Group has a big business, so the security guards hired are naturally professional, and some of them have also worked as bodyguards before.
A few strong men who were not easy to mess with followed, and Fang Yan finally felt relieved.
But what he didn't know was that not long after the group went out, Song Zhijin, under the command of Jiang Qingyan, fooled the bodyguards.
Now, a group of people are driving to Lu Group.
As good nephews who often come in and out of the Lu Group ten years later, the brother and sister have long been able to guess how long Lu Ziyan will stay in the company.
—Unless you need to travel for a business trip in the near future.
So one person and one cat gave a few instructions to the bodyguard, and walked to the front desk of the company in a swagger.
The security at the door, because the little girl brought several bodyguards, thought she was the daughter of some family, so they didn't stop her.
The front desk has the same idea.
“Children, this is the Lu Group. Are you here to find someone?”
“If not, please leave here. Also, pets are not allowed in the company…”
Hearing this, Jiang Qingyan meowed at his sister, ran out and got into the cat bag.
Song Zhijin turned around to join the bodyguards again, and struggled to carry the cat bag back to where she was before.
“Beautiful sister, I’m here to find someone!”
The front desk was very happy to be called "Pretty Sister" by such a cute little girl:
“Who is that kid looking for?”
“I’m looking for Lu Ziyan.” After that, he meowed again and added, “I have some news about the person he’s looking for.”
The front desk was suddenly in a dilemma.
The little girl obviously didn't make an appointment, but it's unlikely that a child would lie. Besides, those bodyguards at the door are not ones that ordinary people would hire...
Song Zhijin saw her struggling and couldn't help but look at Maobao.
Then he translated Jiang Qingyan’s words: “If my beautiful sister is fired, you can go to work in our company. I won’t make you unemployed!”
The front desk hesitated for a moment, but finally dialed Assistant Lu Ziyan’s number.
The assistant was helping Lu Ziyan organize documents. When he heard that she was just a six-year-old girl, she immediately said displeased:
“Didn’t Mr. Lu say that before? Anyone who doesn’t have an appointment will be turned away.”
“No matter how young you are, you have to make an appointment to see Mr. Lu!”
The receptionist's heart skipped a beat, and he simply repeated what Song Zhijin said before the assistant hung up the phone.
“…Assistant Lin, I think children are not very good at lying. Maybe she is telling the truth…”
The assistant came to his senses and asked involuntarily: "Who is Mr. Lu looking for? Are you sure?" (End of Chapter)