She thought about it and found the official website of Fengling Group, but she couldn't even find his photo in her own company.
so mysterious...
Lin Xiaomi became interested in this person instead. Such a mysterious person is the most suitable person to be the cover character of their first issue.
Ann knocked on the door and came in to deliver the collected materials.
Lin Xiaomi frowned slightly: "So fast?"
Ann is a little embarrassed: "I'm a nympho, I was their fan back then, and I have been collecting their information, but then I don't know why, all the news about them on the Internet is gone, even I saved it in the computer. One day, the photos disappeared, and I wondered if hackers had invaded my computer, but fortunately, I was prepared to wash out the photos of our eldest grandson... Hehe, these are all national treasures now."
Ann took out the photo from the folder and put it on the top like a treasure: "Handsome? Leng Yihuang, birthday is unknown, but he should be 32 years old this year, and his son is about three or four years old. As for our young lady, the photo I don't have any, I didn't wash it out at the beginning, but it was too late to wash it later, but, having said that... "
"Hey, editor-in-chief, why do I think that you and our young lady actually look quite similar, and they are both peerless beauties."
Lin Xiaomi looked at the man in the photo in disbelief, and looked at Leng Junlin who was sitting on the sofa in amazement, who was still snoring...
God, whose child did she bring home!
Fortunately, Leng Yihuang didn't pursue it, otherwise, would it be a capital crime to abduct Mr. President's great-grandson?
Just when she was surprised, she heard Ann say that she looked like their young wife, thinking that both Leng Yihuang and Leng Junlin had misidentified her, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a little guilty.
"Well, you go out first, the information is here, I will read it slowly."
"Okay, editor-in-chief."
Ann backed out, Lin Xiaomi didn't tense anymore, Huo stood up suddenly, a little scared, she almost got into trouble.
Some couldn't believe it and looked at Leng Yihuang's photo again.
She actually looks like the wife of the emperor's eldest grandson
Ah, she seemed very rude that day.
Did she call him a dog? ?
She threw him over her shoulder and slapped him? ?
Lin Xiaomi was not calm anymore.
She walked to Leng Junlin's side, seeing him sleeping with a pink face, her heart softened again.
This child was born with incomparable dignity, but he couldn't even understand the most ordinary mother-child relationship in the world.
She lay beside him and looked at him for a while, then slowly calmed down.
She scolded and beat her, but it seems that she can't be blamed.
Regardless of his status, frivolous women should be beaten.
but…
She has helped him take care of his son. Should he agree to her interview in return
Lin Xiaomi suddenly smiled like a kitten stealing fish, which is called getting the moon first.
Leng Junlin didn't sleep well, turned over and almost fell off the sofa to the ground.
Fortunately, Lin Xiaomi was by his side, and quickly reached out to hug him.
Leng Junlin dreamed that Zhuzhu made Dongpo meat for him in his dream, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhuzhu hugging him.
With a grin of pink and tender mouth, she rubbed into Lin Xiaomi's arms coquettishly: "Zhuzhu..."
Lin Xiaomi's heart felt unspeakably soft: "What a little pig, he sleeps after eating."
After eating so much breakfast in the morning, I ate all the milk tea egg tarts and mousse cakes.
Leng Junlin arched her chest in embarrassment: "My great-grandmother said that I am growing now, so if I eat more, I won't be able to recover."
Lin Xiaomi looked at him amusedly, not exposing his lie.
Leng Junlin woke up and couldn't sleep anymore. He touched here and there in her office, and finally scrambled to her desk, tiptoed to see what she was doing, and climbed onto the chair opposite her. I happened to see Leng Yihuang's photo on the top.
Leng Junlin was startled for a moment: "Zhuzhu, why are you hiding my father's photo? You don't...have a crush on him, do you?"
Leng Junlin frowned, and suddenly felt a deep sense of crisis.
Lin Xiaomi rolled his eyes at him: "What are you talking about? It's for work. Our magazine wants to interview your father. By the way, I didn't expect you to be the great-grandson of Mr. President. You kid actually tricked me into bringing you home. Fortunately, I am not held accountable, otherwise I will be harmed by you."
As he spoke, he pinched his little nose and twisted it vigorously.
Leng Junlin cried out in pain, jumped off the chair, and rubbed against her: "Interview with my dad? My dad is a stinky fart. He never allows people to interview. I saw it once. There is a reporter who is not afraid of death." Candidly photographed him, the camera was smashed, so, Zhuzhu... why don't you interview me, I should be more popular than my dad."
Lin Xiaomi's eyes lit up immediately, but she quickly rejected the idea and poked his face with her fingertips: "No, you are too young to be exposed, this is protecting you, you know?"
"... Oh." Leng Junlin knew that he couldn't help her, and his face was a little disappointed.
Lin Xiaomi took out his mobile phone and took a picture of him: "Come on, have a smile, let me see if our King's Landing is photogenic."
Leng Junlin stretched out his thumb and index finger under his face, posing in a pose that he thought was so handsome.
Lin Mika took two pictures, and Leng Junlin walked up to her, very satisfied with his photo, rolled his eyes, and said to her: "Zhuzhu, do you think I'm cute?"
"cute."
"Then why don't you set my photo as a screensaver."
"… All right."
After work, Leng Junlin acted like a baby and asked Lin Xiaomi to cook Dongpo meat for him at night. This little guy's teeth were about to fall out.
Lin Xiaomi had no choice but to agree. As soon as the two walked out of the company building hand in hand, a man rushed over.
Xue Haolin held Lin Xiaomi's shoulder and looked at her in disbelief: "It's really you, Xiaomi, you're still alive!"
After losing track of her in the morning, he set out to get someone to check her license plate, but because he didn't remember everything, he couldn't find it until the afternoon.
He looked at the woman in front of him ecstatically, and couldn't help but want to hug her into his arms.
Someone chopped off his foot severely, Xue Haolin lowered his head and saw a little ghost carved in pink and jade between him and Lin Xiaomi at some point.
The little ghost stared at him fiercely at this time, and his little feet were still stomping on his feet.
"Smelly man, get your stinky hands away!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Xiaomi already dodged deftly. Looking at the man in front of her, she recalled the photos she searched on the Internet today, and blurted out: "Xue Haolin?"
Xue Haolin was overjoyed: "Xiaomi, it's really you!"