In the CEO's office, of course, there was nothing unsuitable for children, such as "grabbing a man's heart means grabbing his dick".
A sumptuous lunch had already been set up on the low table in front of the sofa. Qiu Qiu was holding a spoon in one hand and a soup bowl in the other, filling the soup from the thermos. He simmered this bowl of pork belly soup for a full six hours. The soup was clear and rich in flavor, delicious and delicious. He first filled half a bowl of clear soup, and then filled half a spoonful of good ingredients into the bowl eccentrically.
Because Fu Ruien's stomach disease is still not healed, the dishes on the table are mainly light. Fu Ruien had a heavy mouth, and felt tasteless after eating those things, but Qiu Qiu drank several bowls of soup in a row.
Qiu Qiu usually eats in the cafeteria, and occasionally eats with Da Xiong in hot pot, grilled fish and spicy hot pot, and it is quite novel to eat lightly once in a while. Most of the table was eaten by him, and his belly was so round that he spread out on the sofa and hummed like a little turtle that couldn't turn over.
The more he lay down, the more uncomfortable he became. Qiu Qiu began to stroll around the office to digest.
Fu Ruien's office is very large, and it is estimated that a suite in an ordinary family is not as luxurious as his. One of the walls is full of honor trophies won by the company, and the other wall directly opposite is a large bookcase with a ceiling.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall, there are heavy boss desks and boss chairs, some important documents are stacked in front of the computer, and potted plants that absorb radiation are placed. There are green plants everywhere in the house, and they are served by dedicated staff, and they grow luxuriantly.
Qiu Qiu likes flowers and plants, but his family has no plant relationship. When he was a child, he sold "I Can't Die" at the gate of the school. After several pots, all of them died in the end.
There is a "Nature" class in elementary school. To cultivate children's hands-on ability, the teacher requires each student to write a one-month observation diary. It can be a small flower or grass, or a small animal. In short, they must "raise" something by themselves.
Fu Ruien heard this, and asked with great interest: "Then what did you raise?"
"My dad threw me a stone and asked me to water it every day."
"..."
Qiu Qiu said happily: "Moss really grew in the end!"
... Fu Ruien really wanted to travel back to ten years ago, of course he was the only one who could abduct such a foolish child.
Fu Ruien's residence is very high, but his office is even higher. Qiu Qiu was a little scared at first, but when he got used to the height, he carefully moved to the glass curtain wall, lay down on the glass, looked at the bustling crowd at his feet, and was fascinated unconsciously.
Fu Ruien did not know when he walked behind Qiu Qiu, he leaned slightly, and pressed his upper body against Qiu Qiu inch by inch. His movements were very slow and gentle, without any aggressiveness, and the two warm bodies gradually pressed closer together, as if there was no natural distance.
Qiu Qiu, who had no sense of crisis, didn't even notice that his back was lost. He rested his hands on the glass wall and was still counting how many cars passed by downstairs.
Fu Ruien put his left hand lightly on his precious son's waist, and his right hand covered the back of Qiu Qiu's hand. His fingertips separated his five fingers, and they interspersed with him and stuck to the cold glass wall.
Qiu Qiu's soft and small earlobe just fell on Fu Rui'en's mouth. Fu Rui'en blew on it lightly. Seeing it turn red, he lowered his voice and hinted: "Qiuqiu, you You know, there is a special layer of paint on the outside of this glass wall, even if we paste it on the glass like this, it can't be seen from the outside at all."
The atmosphere is just right, if you do something shameless in front of this glass wall, who would know.
It's a pity that Qiu Qiu didn't understand his intention at all. Instead, he shook his head in surprise, turned his head and said anxiously: "Then godfather, you should stay away from the window. If there is a small helicopter that fails to pilot, I think there is no one on this floor. What to do if you bump into it."
"..." Silly son, watch less disaster movies in the future.
The atmosphere was completely destroyed, Fu Ruien let go of Qiu Qiu helplessly, and asked someone to come in to clean up the leftovers on the table.
Qiu Qiu had nothing to do, and walked around the room with his hands behind his back like a leader inspecting. He was really bored, so he just took the guitar, leaned against the boss's desk, and sang to Fu Ruien.
His fingertips swept across the strings, and a burst of brisk minor tunes flowed out. Qiu Qiu hummed along with the music, singing about the thoughts of youth, and singing about spring, summer, autumn and winter. This song was composed by Qiu Qiu himself. The lyrics are catchy and the tune is light and lovely.
The two cleaning ladies who came in to clean couldn't help slowing down their cleaning movements, subconsciously shaking their heads in time with the music. It wasn't until the end of the song that they seemed to wake up. They hurriedly cleaned up the table and the floor, and then quickly left the office under the staring eyes of the president.
As a result, as soon as they left the house, they were surrounded by the little secretary outside the door.
It's past the lunch break, and the secretaries who went out to eat came back and found out that the president had a distinguished guest—it was a little grass in a white shirt, with eyes like stars, and a mouth like a crescent moon, and the dimples were deep and sweet when he smiled. Incredible.
At first, everyone didn’t believe it, but when the aunts went in to clean, the door was not closed tightly, and the young boy’s singing was vaguely heard in the CEO’s office, accompanied by a refreshing guitar accompaniment, just like a small hook, hooked person The apex of the heart is itching, and I feel that I will fall in love in the next second.
The little secretaries surrounded the cleaning aunt to inquire about the situation inside.
Aunt Baojie said: "That young man is the godson of the boss, but he is good. He peeled the fruit we brought in and handed it to the boss. The boss ate a few bites, and he ate the rest."
Another cleaning aunt said: "That's right, my grandson is only three years old, and he refuses to eat an apple that his father took a bite out of, because he thinks it's unclean. This young man is better, he is filial and sensible."
After all, the cleaning aunt is old, so she didn't expect the twists and turns. On the contrary, the little secretaries looked at each other and thought at the same time—this is not a godson, this is the proprietress!
Everyone wanted to gossip, but the boss, He Yu, put on a black face and sent them back to work in the cubicle.
The boss's previous petty affairs were all handled by him, they were easy to get together and part ways, and they were well hidden. No one could step into the company within a radius of 100 meters. Only Qiu Qiu broke the boss's rules time and time again, first sponsoring the talent show, and then letting him live in the house... Even if the boss ordered him to invest in an institution that studies male fertility tomorrow, he wouldn't be surprised .
Hmm... It's also possible that the boss is now studying with Young Master Qiu on men's childbirth
Thinking of this, He Yu looked at the closed door of the president's office, his eyes sharpened.
In fact, they all thought too much. In the house, Qiu Qiuzheng and his godfather were reporting and studying in a proper manner.
Fu Ruien was keenly aware that Qiu Qiu's singing practice time had increased recently. Although it was only a small change, he still caught the fluctuation in Qiu Qiu's heart.
Qiu Qiu had nothing to hide, so he recounted to his godfather what Professor Wang said to him before, and added his own thoughts: "... Actually, I also want to see if I can go as far as I can on the road of singing." Where. Godfather, do you think I'm greedy? Many people like me now, but I still want to be a star so that more people like me."
"No, everyone wants to be appreciated." Fu Ruien took his hand, kneading it repeatedly in his palm, "The more people like you, the happier I am. Because no matter how much they like you, there is no I'm close to you."
As for how close it is... Is -18cm close enough
If it's not enough, you can get closer.
Qiu Qiu said proudly again: "And I'm so smart, it's not too late to be a solid scholar, and if I can't become a star, I can change my career through research."
Fu Ruien laughed, no one would praise himself like that, only Qiu Qiu could say such big words. Speaking of studies, he asked with concern: "Will the competition affect your studies?"
Qiu Qiu thought for a while: "It won't affect much. I have already completed my credits ahead of schedule, and after this semester is over, I don't need to go back to school in my senior year. The national competition starts from the summer vacation to the end of September, and I just have time."
"That's good. If we Qiuqiu can't get the first place in the exam because of the draft competition, then godfather will be very sad for you."
Qiu Qiu blushed from being praised: "How can I be as good as you said, how could I get first in all my homework, and I almost failed the class."
Fu Ruien thought about Qiu Qiu's usual hard work, but he couldn't think of any subject he was not good at. "What class did you get bad grades in?"
"Sports." Qiu Qiu said with a sad face, "When I was a freshman, I failed to grab a good class and was assigned to the rugby class. Practice with other boys. After one semester..."
"Can you hold the ball past people?"
"No, I have a fractured bone." Qiu Qiu pointed at his left calf aggrievedly, "Later the teacher saw that I was pitiful and gave me 61 points." He also took off his shoes, lifted his trousers, and showed Bai Shengsheng Show Fu Ruien the thin calf.
So for the next half an hour, the handsome and kind-hearted Fu Ruien hugged Qiu Qiu's calf and massaged him for a long time domineeringly.
From the soles of the feet to the ankles, from the ankles to the knees, from the knees to the roots of the thighs... Fu Ruien found a bottle of skin cream from nowhere, rubbed it in his palms to warm it up, and massaged and rubbed it repeatedly on Qiu Qiu's legs.
Qiu Qiu's whole body turned red from being rubbed, he hurt his left calf, why does godfather always rub his right thigh...