Zhao Dong bypassed Feng Yue and contacted Qiao Yun directly. After all, Qiao Yun was Feng Yue's manager and all-round assistant. Based on the information in his hands, she personally picked up Feng Yue's nephew to kindergarten, so finding her should be better than finding her. Feng Yue is more direct and quick, and direct and quick is the most basic professional quality when working with the boss.
When Zhao Dong received the call, Qiao Yun was at the entrance of the kindergarten, watching the little guy say goodbye to the teacher with his invincible and cute face. Today Feng Yue was shooting an advertisement in the shed, and Zijun was in retreat at home to catch up on the design draft, pick up and drop off. Things like Feng Yi naturally fell on him.
In fact, the kindergarten is in the community. With the strict security system of this community, the children will not have any problems when they go back by themselves, but Qiao Yun just doesn't feel at ease. He always feels that such a cute little Zhengtai is too dangerous to walk alone on the road. What should I do once I fall in love with that pervert.
From sending Feng Yi off on the first day to picking him up every day, the kindergarten teachers thought that Qiao Yun was Feng Yi's mother, and Qiao Yun didn't deny it. She even thought that if she could really give birth to a cute little guy like Feng Yi, she would be the mother of Feng Yi. I don't reject marriage, or like Zijun, being an unwed mother is not a good idea.
Therefore, Feng Zijun definitely has the ability to lead people astray inadvertently. The most abominable thing is that she herself is exceptionally innocent. At the deepest point of going astray, he can no longer turn back. What makes him most unable to let go is that he himself is still enjoying it and doesn't want to turn back.
Of course, this is something to say later, let me say that Qiao Yun put down the phone, and Feng Yi also walked up to her. The little guy is very obedient and sensible. When he is on the phone, he will never disturb him, but stands quietly by his side and waits. Waiting for her to hang up the phone, she asked, "Is it from uncle?"
Qiao Yun couldn't help smiling, and took the small schoolbag behind him in his hand: "Why don't you guess mom?"
Feng Yi glanced at his mouth: "Mom won't remember Aunt Qiao's phone number." In fact, Junjun couldn't even remember her own phone number, and was so confused that she would often call Auntie Qiao's phone number after walking for six years. Lost, naturally, he won't tell others about this, after all, he still wants Junjun to cheat back a man who can take care of her, otherwise she will be betrayed sooner or later with her emotional intelligence.
Little friend Feng has rejoiced countless times that his family, Junjun, still has such a bluffing beauty, otherwise, it is conceivable that he would never want to marry in this life.
Little friend Feng felt that the man who gave him half of his life and abandoned Junjun might have seen his mother's true appearance and was scared away.
Qiao Yun thought about how to start, and decided that it would be better to adopt a direct tactic: "Do you still remember the uncle I met at the restaurant that day?" The eyes, which were already very bright, became even brighter.
Feng nodded: "I remember, Auntie Qiao, the big boss of my uncle's company, said that my surname was Chu. Last time my uncle did an interview, he helped me wash my hands. That uncle is a good person." When little friend Feng heard about Chu Yanshen, Instantly transform into a super chatterbox.
The corners of Qiao Yun's mouth twitched twice. A super rich man worth hundreds of billions, a diamond king, and the cool boss of the Chu family probably would never have thought that he would be classified as a good person. The boss does charity from time to time, but those are all for the company's image and to make more money. Of course, this does not rule out her own hatred of the rich, but she just believes in the old saying that being rich is not benevolent.
Of course, you can't tell the little guy about these things, just follow him and say, "How about this nice guy wanting to treat you to dinner?"
Even if he feels that he is rich and unkind, Qiao Yun has to admire Boss Chu, not to mention him, even the people around him, they do everything without revealing anything, as if they have thought of everything before, and there is nothing that can be difficult , not to mention the big boss behind the scenes.
Zhao Dong didn't mention the matter of Feng Yi joining his father and son at all just now, but proposed a dinner invitation, and he only invited Feng Yi, which meant asking himself what Feng Yi meant.
Now Qiao Yun is very eager to hope that the little guy can shake his head, and then he can confidently reject the big boss's secretary. It must be a great feeling, so she stared at Feng Yi with unusual eagerness.
Then the little guy looked at her for a while and said something that shocked Qiao Yun: "Aunt Qiao, don't fall in love with me, you are not my type."
Qiao Yun couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "You little brat, I'm just so flirtatious. I'm not your type. Don't tell me you like your mother?"
The little guy seemed to think seriously for a while, then shook his head: "Junjun is too stupid, I like smart women."
Qiao Yun laughed, and stretched out his hands to mess up his hair: "Your mother is not smart, but she is quite stupid in some aspects. Forget it, let's not talk about your mother. You haven't answered me yet. Do you agree or not?" Have dinner with that uncle?" Feng nodded, and in Qiao Yun's disappointment, Feng's little friend was couriered to Chu's building.
Feng Yi came a little early, and it was not time to get off work. Zhao Dong thought for a long time, and sent Feng Xiaomei to the twenty-eighth floor. The entire twenty-eighth floor is the office area of the president of the Chu family. On the sofa in the living area, the little guy pointed to the chair beside the floor-to-ceiling glass curtain, and made the first request after entering Chu's: "Can I sit there?"
Zhao Dong was stunned for a moment, the little guy was referring to the chair the boss sat on when he was resting, because he knew very well that the boss had a deep cleanliness obsession, and he didn't like others to touch his things, even the chair, but facing Feng Yi's innocent and cute Zhao Dongzhen couldn't say no to the little face that exploded.
But the boss over there looking down at the file nodded slightly. Zhao Dongru received the amnesty, led the little guy over, watched the little guy climb up the chair that was a bit high for him with his short legs, leaned over and climbed on the glass curtain, looked down, suddenly Looking back at Zhao Dong who was two steps away from him, he said, "Don't worry about me, Uncle Zhao, or your fear of heights will get worse."
Zhao Dong looked at him in astonishment. He was afraid of heights, so every time he walked in front of the glass screen, he felt a little vain, but he concealed it very well. At least so far, no one has discovered how a five-year-old child could see through it. .
After a short period of panic, he calmed down: "How do you know that Uncle Zhao is afraid of heights?"
Chu Yanshen at the desk over there couldn't help but stop the pen in his hand and raised his head. To be honest, he was also very curious. Zhao Dong was afraid of heights. He didn't find out until a year after he joined the company. How did this little guy see it? .
The little guy shrugged his shoulders in a rather western style: "It's actually very simple. When you led me to the elevator just now, you hesitated a little before going in, and you took your right leg. After entering the elevator, you quickly leaned against the corner, You grabbed me with more strength than you used on flat ground. When you got out of the elevator, you walked out very quickly, but when you approached here just now, your footsteps were obviously hesitant, and when you followed the elevator Similarly, when you step on your right foot first, people often subconsciously violate their usual behavior patterns when they are suppressing their fear, so I conclude that Uncle Zhao is a person with fear of heights."
If you ask Zhao Dong what it feels like to be dissected so naked by a five-year-old boy, Zhao Dong will say confusion, because facing this five-year-old boy, he has the illusion of facing a big boss, and Thinking about it this way, Zhao Dong suddenly discovered that this boy's face seemed to be a bit like the boss's.
Zhao Dong shook his head, feeling that he was being stimulated to think wildly, so he asked the secretary assistant to bring in a glass of juice for the little guy, and then escaped.
Seeing his usual prudent secretary in such a mess, Chu Yanshen couldn't help but bend his lips, closed the half-read plan in his hand, stood up and walked over.
Seeing him coming over, Feng jumped down from the chair very politely, and Chu Yan couldn't help but think of the little guy's mother again. Judging from the little guy's behavior, he became more and more interested in that mother, who can teach such a smart and polite son, My mother should also be a rigorous person, and I like rigorousness the most, and the most unacceptable thing is sloppy.
Therefore, Boss Chu was completely led astray by his self-righteousness, and he could only blame himself for not knowing people clearly, and was fooled by Feng Yi's appearance, thinking that the mother should be the same as his son, which is absolutely unreasonable.
Chu Yanshen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass curtain. The height of the twenty-eighth floor made the crowds of vehicles below as small as ants. Chu Yan deeply liked the feeling that the world was in my hands. He felt that everything was in his hands. You are smart enough, good enough, and hardworking enough. He hates all uncontrollable factors, just like the spring and dream that have been entangled with him for six years. He will definitely find out the reason.
Chu Yanshen turned his head and found that the little guy was standing on the same level as himself, and was also looking down. For a moment, Chu Yanshen seemed to see himself in childhood.
At that time, the Chu family was far from the scale it is today, and naturally it is impossible to have such a height, but he still likes to climb to the top floor. Chu Yanshen frowned slightly, not knowing where his feeling came from, and he did not know what to do. Undoubtedly, even if he doesn't hate this little guy, he definitely doesn't like it. All he wants is to get in touch with his mother as quickly as possible through him, so as to get rid of the spring dream that has troubled him for six years.
He might have been hesitant before, fearing that he might not communicate well with this five-year-old boy, but after Zhao Dong went out just now, Chu Yanshen knew that he was worrying too much, so he was quite straightforward: "Do you know the movie your uncle made? "
Feng nodded a little: "Father and son, I read Uncle's script, and I think you will lose a lot of money if this movie is made."
Chu Yanshen looked at him amusedly: "Why do you see that?"
The little guy said very seriously: "Because it doesn't express what people who spend money to watch movies want to see. However, they may win awards. Generally, such boring movies will win awards." Then he asked more directly than Chu Yanshen : "You asked me to play the son in it, did you like my Junjun?"