As it turned out, this decision was very wrong.
Combing this little thing's hair was already very irritating, but now that I started doing my homework, it became even more irritating.
Especially the little girl likes to ask questions—
"Father, do you know Grandpa Xiao Ming?"
Lu Junhan lowered his eyes, and stuffed the little girl's hair into the scrunchie like making dumplings. Without even thinking about it, he said casually:
"do not know."
The little girl whispered: "My brother said in the Western proverb that Grandpa Xiao Ming can live to be 108 years old."
Lu Junhan: "..."
Chen Shuo: "..."
Because he never minds his own business, right
OK, we got it.
Xiao Luli said: "Dad, do you think you can live to be 108 years old?"
Lu Junhan: "..."
Lu Junhan was expressionless: "If you keep talking nonsense, I guarantee that you won't even survive the age of three now!"
"I've already lived,"
The little girl snapped her fingers, and the little milk voice muttered and counted:
"Auntie said that he is 4 years old this year, he is wrong! He should be 301 years old now, many years older than Grandpa Xiaoming! He has lived to be 3 years old..."
Lu Junhan: "..."
Chen Shuo: "..."
"Yes," Little Loli clenched her fists, "I've already lived past 3 years old! She's really amazing!"
Chen Shuo: "..."
Lu Junhan: "..."
Who the hell taught her the habit of boasting as she talks.
In the end, Lu Junhan simply found a piece of tape and sealed the little girl's chattering mouth without doing anything else.
The world is finally quiet.
Little girl: "..."
So, can Dad live to be 108
…
downstairs.
Sales.
A group of employees are still desperately gossiping.
"Hey, have you all heard? Mr. Lu went to work today and brought his daughter too!"
"Daughter? Lili?"
"Of course, who else but her! Let me tell you, she is even more beautiful in real life than on TV. Her eyes are dark and seem to be able to talk, and her eyelashes are too long. Also, there is that Her face is so white and tender, there are two lumps of baby fat on her cheeks, not to mention how cute, if it wasn't for the fear that Boss Lu would kill me, I would like to rub her face!"
"Hey, it's a pity to say that, I was almost able to talk to Lili just now."
"Hey, me too. After all, in the whole Haicheng, who doesn't know that Mr. Lu treasures his daughter the most. If we can make the little girl happy, the benefits will not be too many!"
The few women chatted in full swing, and suddenly, a smiling female voice that was extremely gentle, as if a spring breeze was blowing on the face, rang out in their ears:
"What are you talking about?"
The person who spoke was a very beautiful woman in a long white dress. She was tall and slender, with exquisite appearance, and her temperament was the same as her voice, with a gentle and unique temperament.
Seeing that it was her, several people couldn't feel any jealousy, and they all laughed and said:
"We're talking about Mr. Lu bringing his daughter to the company today."
"President Lu's daughter?" Wen Er was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little surprised: "President Lu brought his daughter too today?"
Others didn't notice the determination in her words which was completely different from her dazed expression.
It seemed that Wen Er knew that Lu Junhan would bring little Luli to the company today.
"That's right, you came late, so you must have missed it. Hey, if I knew it earlier, I would have secretly taken a few photos."
Wen Er smiled and said, "It's okay, maybe there will be a chance in the future."
"makes sense."
As the man was talking, he suddenly noticed that Wen Er was wearing extra beautiful clothes today.
The Lu family didn't force them to wear employee uniforms, especially their sales department, who usually don't stay in the company for a long time, and usually go out to socialize, run orders, and receive customers, so they should dress more dignifiedly and appropriately.
But not as dignified as Wen Er is now.
Wen Er's current appearance seems to be able to attend a high-end dinner party in the upper class in an instant. There is a kind of excessive beauty, but people can't feel jealous of her, only love.
"Wen Er, you are so beautifully dressed today."
The man looked at it and said: "Even the hair is done to look good, I know, is there a date tonight?"
Everyone else looked at her narrowly and ambiguously.
Usually the sales department is a place with heavy gunpowder. After all, there are only so many customers. Usually, for a single business, the two women in the sales department would fight each other. Here Bimei is even more serious.
But they just couldn't feel disgusted with Wen Er, probably because Wen Er's temperament was too gentle, and there was no conflict with them, they all treated her as a younger sister.
Wen Er smiled and brushed his hair, amused and said:
"Where are you all thinking? Someone just gave me a dress. I thought it looked good, so I just wore it to work."
Those who know the goods have seen the brand of the skirt:
"Wait a minute, this dress is not a small brand. I seem to have seen the exact same dress in a fashion magazine before, and it cost at least a hundred thousand!"
"Oh my God, Wen Er, the person you are talking about is not a super rich second generation?"
As he said that, the man looked at Wen Er several times, and finally, his eyes fell on her slender white wrist that seemed to glow:
"And this bracelet, it's too beautiful. There are several diamonds on it. There should be hundreds of thousands, right?"
Wen Er put his fingers together the bracelet, smiled without saying a word.
After that, Wen Er chatted for a while, then turned and went to the bathroom. The women looked at her leaving back and couldn't help but say:
"Wen Er is so beautiful, let alone a man, I want to marry a woman like me!"
The others echoed.
"In my dreams, I want to become a woman like Wen Er, she is so gentle and beautiful!"
Someone seems to have remembered something:
"By the way, I don't know if it's my illusion. How do I feel? Wen Er didn't seem so beautiful before? He also has a very quiet personality, and he doesn't like to talk at all, and his performance is also at the bottom of our place."
But now it's different, just like Wen Er, a lot of rich second generations are chasing her.
That little performance, for those rich people, is not as expensive as a bottle of wine.
Therefore, Wen Er almost didn't have to do anything, and the monthly performance was the first in their department, so they were not to mention how envious they were.
"It should be because you haven't had much contact with Wen Er before,"
The person who spoke was the first sister of the sales department who used to be very aggressive. Relying on her high qualifications, she often suppressed the good-looking newcomers who just came in. But at this time, she unconditionally defended Wen Er, and she did not envy Wen Er's appearance at all. Things that look better than her:
"I think Wen Er is pretty good."
After a few people were chatting and chatting, it seemed that they were about to disperse, and when they started their respective work, they didn't know what happened, and they just took a step.
They either sprained their ankles, or the zippers of their skirts broke, and they almost lost their clothes, or their arms hit the corner of the table, and they were black and blue.
All in all, bad luck.