Qingqing is not the first time to go to Fu Sijin's company.
After experiencing the first sensation, and seeing the soft and cute little dumplings, everyone calmed down.
Although occasionally a cute little dumpling dangles in front of you, you still can't help being attracted by cute things, but most of the time, what should you do
After all, although cute things are cute, work is also very important.
Of course, if there is a chance to feed the cutie, no one will refuse.
It is a pity that the president is too close to his little cousin and does not give extra snacks.
That's right, in order to give Qingqing a reasonable identity.
Externally, Fu Si would like to announce that Qingqing is the child of his mother's relatives, and he is still his elder in terms of seniority, so the little guy can call him one by one.
It's just because the child is on vacation and the family is too busy, so I can only leave it to him to take care of it.
If this reason is applied to other people, it would be a little bit of a joke, maybe no one would believe it at all, and would be ridiculed by it.
Who can be so busy that a president can help relatives with children
However, everyone in the company has followed Fu Sijin to start a business with great painstaking efforts. They have been with each other for more than three years, and some veterans have even more than one.
Therefore, the old employees know more or less about Fu Sijin's family situation.
Both parents are top giants.
Not to mention, compared to the two huge groups of Fu and Gu, Fu Sijin, a promising young man who has just started his own business, is really the "leastest" one in the family.
As for the other president's brother
Forget it, he is still a big bear kid, so don't let him out to harm the motherland's flowers.
To sum up, Qingqing’s identity has a reasonable explanation, and he has settled in Fu Sijin’s company.
She is pretty good, just give some toys or play an animation, and she can play there all day by herself.
It seems that I have long been accustomed to this situation of playing alone.
This made Fu Sijin, who was watching people part-time, heaved a sigh of relief. If his mother was a noisy kid when she was young, he might have a headache.
There are no meetings and no client invitations today. Fu Si only needs to stay in the office.
Qingqing was sitting on the open space next to the office sofa and building blocks, where Fu Sijin could see it as soon as he raised his head.
It is summer and the weather is quite hot, but the air conditioner is turned on in the office, and the ceramic floor is blown cold.
Afraid of Qingqing catching the cold, Fu Si
I deliberately went to the lounge and moved a blanket to spread her on the floor. The scattered building blocks were piled on top.
While he was busy, Fu Sijin would look up at Qingqing every once in a while.
Seeing that she was still playing seriously, and even had built a small house with building blocks, she ignored her and continued to be busy.
The two were busy with each other, maintaining a tacit calmness, and there was a sense of warmth faintly.
I thought that this quiet and harmonious atmosphere would last until Fu Sijin got off work, but he was disturbed by a sudden visitor.
"Mr. An, you can't go in!"
Secretary Cheng couldn't stop him, and let an aggressive man break into the office.
The closed door was pushed open rudely, and the door leaf slammed against the wall.
With a loud bang, Qingqing's body shook with fright, and all the blocks in his hand fell.
Fu Si twisted his eyebrows and looked at the visitors with an unhappy face: "Don't you know Mr. An knows to knock on the door before entering?"
"Sorry, forgot for a while." An Yuan apologized insincerely.
"President, this..." Secretary Cheng stood behind An Yuan, her expression embarrassing.
He did not stop the trespasser, in a sense it was considered negligence.
"It's okay, you go ahead."
Fu Sijin had been with An Yuan for many years, and he knew what virtue he was, so he didn't mean to blame Secretary Cheng.
"OK."
Secretary Cheng turned around and left, and approached the door intimately by the way.
After the people left, Fu Sijin folded his hands and leaned on the back of the chair in a relaxed posture. His tone was still cold, implicitly mocking: "What does Mr. An want to do with this murderous appearance?"
That way, I almost didn't say that I was going to call the police.
"Didn't you know it a long time ago?" An Yuan asked violently.
"Know what?" Fu Sijing glanced at Qingqing who was curiously exploring his brain, and asked casually.
After being warned, Qingqing shrank her head, pretending to build blocks, but her small ears were erect.
I don't know why, she always feels that this scene is a bit familiar.
It seems that at the same place a few days ago, different people had all asked Fu Heng similar questions.
"Know what your mother did!"
An Yuan said angrily: "Where did Xiao Ran be sent by your mother? We have searched all the places these days, and only found the surveillance video of your mother throwing checks at her."
"Who is Xiao Ran?"
Fu Sijin's face was puzzled, and he still didn't know anything. Seeing An Yuan's heart sullenly, his anger was even worse.
"Xiao Ran is my sister who has been missing for many years, An Ran."
An Ran, the name is familiar.
He seems to have heard it in someone's mouth
After thinking for a moment, Fu Si suddenly remembered something.
"Fu Sishen's ex-girlfriend who is greedy for money?"
This is his only impression of the girl with this name.
"Xiao Ran is the daughter of my family. How can I be greedy for your mother's stinky money?"
Dissatisfied with the slander of his sister's reputation, An Yuan glared at Fu Sijin.
"Then I have to ask you to settle down." Fu Sijin looked indifferent, "Dignified Miss Anjia, but in the end she had to accept my mother's breakup fee. You are really amazing."
Bright irony.
The troubles of Anjia have been heard throughout the upper class, and even he has listened to a few ears of gossip inadvertently.
When a relative’s daughter disappeared at a young age, the An’s parents adopted a relative’s child as an adopted daughter in order to comfort their grief.
As a result, the daughter was finally found back, but for fear that the adopted daughter would be wronged, she was always on guard against others and forced her to be in an embarrassing situation.
The scenes were so noisy that the whole upper class society was amazed.
An Yuan's face was livid after being ridiculed so personally, but there was no rebuttal.
He also recently returned from abroad, only to realize that so many things happened at home.
My sister was found back, which was a very happy event.
Unexpectedly, the parents were so confused. Not only did they not take good care of their sister and make up for the debt they owed to her over the years, but they were also dedicated to protecting the scheming adopted daughter, which made the younger sister suffer a lot of grievances.
Now that people are gone again, they will only blame each other at home, and even blame their sister for being ignorant, not knowing good or bad, and have no intention of looking for someone.
Can't say whether it was chilling or something, An Yuan remembered that he had a big quarrel with his parents at home, and finally slammed the door and left, looking for his sister alone.
In the past few days, the more he talked about the past of his younger sisters, the more he felt distressed, and the more anger accumulated in his heart.
Came to Fu Sijin to ask what was a small outbreak that he had suppressed for a long time. After the outbreak, he felt empty in his heart.
To put it bluntly, he was not a competent elder brother who had done nothing for Xiao Ran.
What is the difference between him like this and those in the family
Slumped down on the sofa, An Yuan arched his waist, covered his face with his hands, sinking into the pain of self-blame.
Seeing his friend like this, no matter how great the anger was in Fu Si's heart, it was also dissipated.
He sighed and glanced over Qingqing subconsciously, but he didn't know how to comfort him.
What to say
Said his damn method was superb,
Not only An Yuan, but even Fu Sishen, who knew more about Enron, could not find any trace of An Ran.
Still have to say, in fact, the culprit is sitting in front of you playing with blocks
Also wearing diapers.
Noting that Fu Sijin was looking at her, Qingqing looked back innocently.
Qingqing is very good, not eavesdropping.
She is listening openly.
Fu Sijin: "..."
Why does he always feel that IQ is despised
An Yuan is still decadent.
Qingqing fiddled with the building blocks and looked at him curiously.
Looking at it, she suddenly patted her hands to get up, walked to An Yuan, and lightly poked his hair spin.
"Uncle, are you crying?"
The childish little milky voice of the child carries a bit of pure curiosity, without any ridicule, nor caring, just curiosity.
"No." An Yuan raised his head and replied in a dumb voice.
He didn't notice the existence of Qingqing until now, and couldn't help asking: "Who is this kid?"
He actually looks like Fu Sijin forty to fifty percent similar. Is it possible...
"The children of relatives, entrust me to take care of them for a period of time."
"Oh."
…
After being silent for a while, An Yuan spoke.
"Si Jin, I know you have a bad relationship with your mother, but can you please take it for the sake of our many years of friendship..."
He asked someone for the first time, but Fu Sijin interrupted him before he finished speaking.
"No way." Fu Si shook his head and said seriously: "Your sister's matter, even if you don't tell me, I will help if you know it, but now there is really no way."
"Why?" An Yuan puzzled.
"... I can't find my mother now, even my dad and uncle can't find her."
In fact, the person is right in front of you, but she is not what she originally looked like. How could she still remember the story when she grew up
Despair is no longer enough to describe An Yuan's current mood.
But he knew that since a friend could say such things, there was really no way.
For a while, he felt quite desperate.
After all, can he find Xiao Ran
"Uncle." There was another little girl's milky call in her ears. An Yuan didn't want to talk to her, but couldn't bear Qingqing's persistent harassment, "Uncle, uncle..."
"What on earth do you want to do?"
"Qingqing, come here, don't disturb others."
An Yuan and Fu Sijin spoke at the same time, but they couldn't shake Qingqing's will.
She stretched out her small hand and put the thing tightly held in her palm on An Yuan's hand.
"Give you."
"What's this?"
An Yuan lowered his head and saw a little bear biscuit lying quietly in his palm.
This is the ration that Qingqing saved from his limited daily snack quota, but he didn't expect to give it to Anyuan so generously.
I didn't even give it to me just now.
Fu Si thought sourly on the side.