Song Qingwan is on her way to the airport to pick up Hussel.
More than half a month has passed, and Hussell has finally handled all the affairs of country m properly. Without accidents, he will not go abroad for a long time after that.
If it wasn't like this, Song Qingwan would have come over to help the little girl comb it by herself, and she wouldn't have sent a text message to tell Lu Junhan.
Lu Junhan put away his phone, his brows were a little gloomy and imperceptibly serious.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the little girl over there who was holding milk and drinking vigorously, even the bright red mouth had become a chicken's mouth.
His eyes swept over her messy hair, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and finally he turned to Chen Shuo and said:
"Go down and find a woman and come up."
Under Chen Shuo's astonished gaze, Lu Junhan paused, and added: "I know how to comb my hair."
Chen Shuo followed Lu Junhan's line of sight and saw the little girl with disheveled hair, and the expression of horror and astonishment slowly faded away.
He thought that Young Master Lu had the cycads blooming today, so he unexpectedly picked up a woman.
It turned out that I wanted someone to come up and comb the little lady's hair.
But in the next second, Chen Shuo shook his head and said:
"Young Master Lu, I'm afraid this won't work. Many people in our company were fans of the little lady on TV before, and you brought her up just now. The people in the company, especially the women, all looked like they wanted to It's like eating up the little lady, and she's still scrambling to curry favor with her overtly and secretly. If you let them know, let them come up to comb the little lady's hair, I'm afraid..."
Of course, there is the most important point that Chen Shuo didn't say.
The young lady has no mother, and the position of Mrs. Lu is now vacant, and it is inevitable that many people in the company are thinking about this position.
Young Master Lu is hard to get close to, hard to please, but now there is a young lady, which is undoubtedly a shortcut, and everyone will seize this opportunity.
Moreover, if he really went down and asked a woman to come up, if he called a younger and more beautiful woman, it was hard to guarantee that this person would not have any wrong thoughts and get close to Young Master Lu by combing the young lady's hair.
If it is called older, more than fifty years old.
Young Master Lu never took the initiative to approach women in the past, but this time he approached, he directly called an aunt in her fifties who was married and had children.
Even if what Chen Shuo said was asking her to comb the little girl's hair.
But other people in the company don't think so. They just think that Young Master Lu must have some eccentricity. No wonder he kept saying that he doesn't like women. It turns out that it's not that he doesn't like women, but that he doesn't like women who are too young and beautiful!
In short, no matter what, as long as you go down and call someone up, it will bring endless troubles.
Lu Junhan obviously thought of this too, so he didn't say any more.
Instead, Chen Shuo thought about it and suggested:
"Young Master Lu, I remember that many people in the secretary group have children at home,"
Moreover, the secretarial group is full of men, no matter what, it is more suitable than going down to find a woman, "There are two or three of them, and the daughter has even been in elementary school for several years. They should be able to comb their hair, how about I go?" Call them over?"
In fact, Chen Shuo wanted Young Master Lu to do it by himself, after all, didn't the young miss say that her father Yeheng could comb his hair, and the hair he combed was pretty, so pretty.
But on second thought, Young Master Lu has lost his memory.
As far as he helped the little lady comb her hair on the show before, after combing it for nearly half an hour, the two ponytails were still combed crookedly, loose and loose, and she couldn't see anyone at all.
Combing hair is really too difficult for the current Young Master Lu.
It's better to find someone from the secretarial group to be reliable.
"No need," but Lu Junhan directly refused: "Find me a comb. I want a new one."
In the washroom on each floor, there is a large box of new disposable combs, which are specially provided for the company’s employees, as well as disposable slippers, shower gel, and hand sanitizer. The configuration is similar to that of a hotel.
It didn't take long for Chen Shuo to bring the comb over, "Young Master Lu, you want to comb the little lady yourself..."
Before Chen Shuo finished speaking, Lu Junhan found the pink ribbon hair tie that she used to tie in the little girl's pink schoolbag.
Then, he pushed the hair band together with the comb in Chen Shuo's hand to the little girl, and said coldly: "Take it, comb it yourself."
Chen Shuo: "..."
Little Lolita looked at the scrunchie and comb, then at the expressionless Lu Junhan, biting the milk straw, shaking her head like a rattle, and whispered eagerly:
"People don't know how to comb their hair, Dad, you can comb it for me..."
Lu Junhan remained indifferent: "Me neither."
Little Loli looked distressed, lowered her head, and said lazily, "That's right, both of us are stupid."
Lu Junhan: "..."
Chen Shuo: "..."
I'm afraid only the little miss dared to say that Young Master Lu was stupid.
However, in the next second, Chen Shuo saw that Lu Junhan took the comb with a blank expression, raised his eyes, and said to Xiao Luli:
"Head over here."
Chen Shuo: "..."
Little Lolita looked at him in surprise: "Father, are you going to comb Lili's hair?"
"Well, I'll sell you after combing."
Lu Junhan flicked her messy long hair with his fingers, frowning tightly, unable to do anything.
"You will not,"
The little girl has confidence: "Auntie said, you are rich now, so you won't sell others, and you will sell others when you become very poor again in the future."
"I can sell you no matter how rich I am."
Lu Junhan returned casually.
Little Loli puffed her face and said angrily, "Then I'll sell you too!"
"But I've sold you first."
"You, if you sell him, he will come back,"
The little girl pouted: "When I come back, I will sell you, Dad, and I will run back."
Chen Shuo: "..."
Miss, you are really clever.
It is said that the first time is born and the second time is familiar, Lu Junhan thought about her small black head for a while, and then directly divided her hair into two with a comb.
Feeling that the two halves are almost divided, he asked the little girl to raise both hands and grab the hair on one side, and then he started to work on the other side.
Time passed little by little.
Five minutes later, Lu Junhan finally combed the hair on the other side neatly, making sure that there would be no knots.
Ten minutes later, Lu Junhan pulled the rubber band on the coffee table, and brushed half of the little girl's hair with his fingers.
"Dad, how are you?"
The little girl opened her black and clear eyes boredly, and tilted her head, "You've been doing it for a long time."
Lu Junhan frowned deeply, and glanced at her: "If you talk nonsense, do it yourself."
The little girl said confidently, "I won't."
"Shut up if you don't."
"But people are so boring."
Xiao Luli was distressed.
Lu Junhan didn't even raise his eyelids: "If you're bored, just take out your homework and write it."