Ding Zhanpeng felt dizzy for a while, and quickly coaxed, "Don't cry, don't cry, you know? Otherwise, I'll play your little JJ, and I'm not your father!"
"Ding Zhanpeng, you should go to Mr. Hua's office quickly..." The girl at the front desk next to her kindly reminded, "I'll take care of the baby for you!"
"He's really not my child!" Ding Zhanpeng explained dumbfoundingly.
The girl at the front desk blinked her big eyes twice, and said, "Look, you two are carved out of the same mold, it's not your son's fault..."
Ding Zhanpeng was taken aback, and after a closer look, this little guy really looked like himself, "Could it be... bah, bah, bah, how could it be my child, I have never even kissed a girl..."
Shaking his head, Ding Zhanpeng still handed the child to the girl at the front desk, and said to the child: "You must listen to Auntie, or I will beat you..."
"Don't scare the child! You are really good. You don't wear something for the child in the cold weather, and you are not afraid that he will catch a cold..." The girl at the front desk hugged the child and gave Ding Zhanpeng a look, then said to the child: "Little Ding Ding, be good!" , Dad is going to do something, how about sister playing with you!"
"Sister..." Ding Zhanpeng rolled his eyes and thought, "Then why don't you call me Uncle Ding?"
"Father, come back quickly, little Dingding..." Little Dingding stretched his neck and said pitifully to Ding Zhanpeng while being hugged by the girl at the front desk.
Ding Zhanpeng quickly interrupted him, saying: "I'm not your father, you can play with your sister!" After finishing speaking, he ran into the office area.
Walking into the executive-level office area, Ding Zhanpeng saw that Hua Xueqing's office door was still open, and he was probably waiting for him. Standing outside the door, Ding Zhanpeng knocked on the door lightly twice, seeing Hua Xueqing raised his head, Then he smiled flatteringly and said, "Mr. Hua."
"Come in first!" Hua Xueqing sat at the desk and said to Ding Zhanpeng, "Sit down!"
"Thank you!" Ding Zhanpeng sat down on the sofa at the side of the office.
Hua Xueqing pondered for a while, and said: "I remember that the company stipulates that irrelevant personnel are not allowed to be brought into the workplace..." Having said this, Hua Xueqing paused, and asked: "What's your name?"
"I... My name is Ding Zhanpeng!" When Ding Zhanpeng heard that Hua Xueqing mentioned the company's regulations, he immediately became anxious, and his salary might be deducted, so he quickly explained: "Mr. Hua, that child is really not mine..."
"Wait..." Hua Xueqing frowned suddenly, and asked, "What's your name? Ding Zhanpeng?"
"Yes! Ding Zhanpeng, Ding of A, B, C, D, Dapeng spreading his wings..." Ding Zhanpeng himself was in business, and he couldn't stop talking.
Hua Xueqing interrupted Ding Zhanpeng's self-introduction with a wave of her hand, frowned, took out a document from the desk and opened it, and asked, "Is the order from Jingcheng Group yours?"
"Eh..." Ding Zhanpeng was taken aback, Jingcheng Group? I don't have any impression, so I opened my mouth and said: "Mr. Hua, it's like this. I have a lot of customers. I have to look at my customer information..."
Hua Xueqing's eyes were a little cold, and she said, "Do you have any impression of such a big client?"
Seeing Hua Xueqing's angry expression, Ding Zhanpeng nodded and said, "I really don't have any impression!" After speaking, he asked cautiously, "Mr. Hua, how big is the client?"
"The three billion payment has not arrived!" Hua Xueqing pushed the document forward and motioned Ding Zhanpeng to read it for himself.
"Ah!?" Ding Zhanpeng was taken aback immediately, "The payment of 3 billion...has not been paid yet..." You must know that none of Ding Zhanpeng's customers exceeds 100,000.
"Let's see for yourself!" Hua Xueqing didn't worry about Ding Zhanpeng taking the child to work now, and pointed to the documents on the table, and said, "The three billion yuan doesn't count as the initial deposit."
Ding Zhanpeng's mind was muddled. How could it be possible? Although he could talk, his customers were all small contractors, and the purchases had never exceeded 100,000 yuan, and they were all paid for first-hand.
Picking up the document from Hua Xueqing's desk, Ding Zhanpeng's head suddenly became black. It really recorded the purchase details of the Jingcheng Group. What Ding Zhanpeng couldn't figure out was that there was his own signature on the shipment record...
"This... this... this is not my client!" Ding Zhanpeng looked at the words signed on it, feeling a little dizzy.
"What's with the signature on it?" Hua Xueqing patted the table lightly, her eyes becoming colder and colder.
Ding Zhanpeng looked at the document blankly and said, "I don't know! I didn't sign it!"