Once the door of the presidential room was closed, the beautiful secretary with exquisite makeup in the secretary room was immediately burst into trouble.

Play with Xiaoshuai?

That's Baina's little prince!

Not only can you take good care of the little prince, but you can also have the opportunity to approach the handsome president, and the secretary's hearts seemed to have a few deer bumping around.

Finally, Li Qi casually pointed to the two secretary, and they walked towards the presidential office in the angry eyes of everyone in the secretariat.

The secretary suppressed the excitement in his heart and knocked on the presidential room with trembling hands. After a while, a low male voice came from inside: "Come in."

As soon as he entered the luxurious and noble presidential room, the first thing he saw was that Young Master Rong was teasing with a handsome little ball of pink in his arms. The young man seemed to be dissatisfied with his teasing, his faint eyebrows were frowned tightly, and his little face was quite serious.

"Ha...you little boy, let me give it a favor, right?" He pushed away his tight brows with his fingertips, and Young Master Rong turned his head to look at the secretary who was walking in.

"Can you hold a child?"

The two secretary were so excited that they were incoherent: "In the past... the children from relatives had hugged... they could hug them."

The man frowned slightly, then looked down at the little guy in his arms, and said in a low voice: "Yes. Play with Xiaoshuai."

"We will definitely take good care of the young coach, don't worry, President."

As he said that, the secretary walked forward and took over the noble young marshal from Young Master Rong with a red face.

"Yaah--!" the little guy suddenly screamed.

Rong Shao frowned, and the secretary raised his head in panic. Seeing Rong Shao's unhappy expression, he immediately started to coax the little guy in a hurry.

Although the little guy is young, his temper is still the same as that of Young Master Rong. When he was picked up by his secretary, his little body struggled hard.

If the secretary hadn't hugged him tightly, he would have fallen more than once.

At this time, Li Qi knocked on the door and walked in with some emergency documents from the European branch in his hand. Rong Shaofeng narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the little guy, and finally turned back to his desk, and started to indicate the documents.

"Come on, Young Marshal, can we play with you?"

"Look, what is this? Huahua..."

"Young Marshal, look here and see here. Is this bear doll good to let you play with it?"

"...Ah! Young Marshal, don't... you can't play here, um... Young Marshal, can we let go first... Auntie will play with you toys?"

The secretary exclaimed, then immediately covered his mouth and looked at the man opposite him with lingering fear.

When I saw it, I became terrified.

Even the little guy pulled off the collar of the shirt with both hands, but he couldn't feel it when he grabbed the little hands hard.

Another secretary looked at his companion's appearance and couldn't help but look at it with his eyes. When he saw it, his heart was even more irritating!

Such an extremely perfect man, no woman dares to deny that she has never thought about having a charming relationship with him in her heart. Even if she can't be a Grandma Rong, even if she is a shameful love woman, they are willing!

"Yaaaa! Yaaaaaaaa...!"

The little guy's sharp and disorganized Martian voice sounded, and the man suddenly raised his head. Before the two secretaries could withdraw their gaze, they ran into Mr. Rong's cold gaze.

"Old...President, we...we just..."

As he stuttered, Young Master Rong glanced at the two of them coldly, his tone was horrifying: "If you don't take care of me carefully, just get out of here! Baina doesn't raise useless waste."

"Yes, yes, we know the president."

The secretary quickly lowered his head and played with the young coach, coaxing and pretending to be ugly. The little guy's handsome face did not have much expression, and his black eyes were staring at the professional shirt with three buttons unbuttoned.
Chapter completed!