Qinshi Technology Group.

As the get off work time approaches, everyone is busy dealing with the work at hand. They want to finish the day's task before getting off work. Suddenly, a message ignited the internal employee group.

[Our president has a daughter, can you believe it!!!]

Soon, the following messages are replied one by one—

[What's the situation? I'm afraid I'm not dying from the busy situation. The president has a child, but I remember he is a son.]

[I am still a little boy, whose appearance is comparable to our president. I guess I will be better than my boss in the future.]

[You dare to say that our Mr. Qin is not as good as your son, your number is gone upstairs.]

[If you don’t have enough ideological awareness, you will be gone even if you look at it.]

[Is it possible that someone has read it wrong? Treat the young master as the young lady.]

【…】

Below nearly a hundred messages, the last message is a photo.

A small glutinous rice dumpling with a small backpack was standing at the front desk of the first floor lobby.

The little head was raised, and two cute braids were tied on his head. When he smiled, his eyebrows were curved, revealing two dimples.

Soft and cute!

Everyone who had just discussed the "President's Son" in an instant lost voice.

Really, really, really, really a daughter?

The atmosphere solidified for three seconds, and the reply below went crazy again!

The young girl at the reception desk saw that everyone was as shocked as she was, and finally found a little balance. She turned off her phone and looked down at the little glutinous rice dumpling in front of her again.

"Children, you just said, who are you looking for?"

"Let's compete with dad!" Ji Xingyao tiptoed and handed the magazine she had just taken out of her backpack to the receptionist, pointing to Qin Nanyu on the cover, "It's this match with dad."

The receptionist took a look and took a deep breath.

Trying to calm myself down, I made sure that I didn’t hear it wrong, I looked up at the back of Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi and found that she came alone and was not accompanied by her.

Her delicate little face and cute appearance, although she doesn’t look like her own president, but such a young child comes here to find her father with photos, which is not a mistake!

To be on the safe side, she still called the president's assistant.

The assistant was stunned, and then his voice sank, "The president has only a four-year-old son. Didn't your front desk manager tell you about these information when you came to the company to work?"

"I know, but this child took the photo of Mr. Qin and said that he was here to find his father. There was no adult around him. I... Special Assistant Song, why don't you come down and take a look?" The girl at the front desk said hesitantly.

After receiving a positive response, I hung up the phone with confidence.

Just as I was about to turn around and ask Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi's name, I turned around and a lollipop appeared in front of me.

"Thank you sister, please give you candy!" Ji Xingyao acted coquettishly with her little face shyly and said in a slight voice.

Front desk: "..." My heart is about to melt, so why are you still eating sugar?

Only with such a cute and polite fortune can one give birth to such a daughter if she has been blessed in eight lifetimes.

How could her president be willing to let such a young child come to find his father by himself? It's really a scumbag!
Chapter completed!