With the perfect end of the meeting, these high-level executives who rushed to the headquarters for a meeting bowed respectfully and politely to the first few people, and then packed up their documents and left the venue one after another.

"Executive Director, how about a drink together, MMP has been grinding my mouth and bleeding these days. ”

Finally, after bowing slightly to the president and seeing the biggest boss leave, Zhang Qing bumped Cheng Hao beside him with his arm, touched his chapped lips with his raised hand, and said softly in Chinese.

"It's been a long time since I've been with my baby girl, and now I'm feeling super tired, and I think I'd better need a good rest. ”

Handing over the documents in his hand to Ye Zixi behind him, Cheng Hao raised his eyes to look at the high-level leaders in the conference room who had not yet finished, and did not leave in a hurry.

"Is that so? But is my daughter really fragrant?"

Glancing at the recognized daughter beside him with a strange gaze, Zhang Qing played with the pen in his hand and thought for a while, and suddenly asked.

"It's not very fragrant, it's really fragrant, my daughter is milky, cute and beautiful, it's just a little angel. ”

Speaking of his own baby girl, Cheng Hao swept away the fatigue just now, as if he felt that his little baby was in his arms at this time, and his face was full of intoxication and happiness.

"I hugged it last time, you know I didn't ask that, right?"

Moved his butt to the side, Zhang Qing involuntarily opened a safe distance from Chenghao, the daughter of the control, because he felt that as long as it was a character with "control", such as Lori, Black Silk, and what was controlled in uniform, they were all dangerous characters.

"Okay! Actually, Brother Zhang, you can choose to get married and have a daughter, just experience it, especially when watching the little guy grow up little by little, stretching out his fleshy little hand to you for a hug, taking the initiative to kiss you when expressing his liking, and learning to call Dad, I can't describe that feeling, I can only experience it myself. ”

Of course, Cheng Hao knew what Zhang Qing meant by asking whether it was fragrant or not, at this time he turned his head to look at Zhang Qing, who was distancing himself from him, and began to induce him with a serious face, but he knew that this brother had a lot of women in private......!

However, Cheng Hao is not envious, after all, in his eyes, all the women around Zhang Qing, the executive director, do not add up to the simple, fierce, cute and beautiful woman in his own family.

"Why isn't it a son, I think it's better to be a son in comparison!"

Under the perennial induction of Cheng Hao, the old saying is good: as long as the kung fu is deep and the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle, if Zhang Qing is not moved, it will be fake.

After all, he is not small, although there is a saying in today's society: men have forty-one flowers, but it doesn't seem to be much fun for him to play with.

If the daughter is the father's little padded jacket, which can keep out the cold and warm his heart, then the son is the father's leather jacket, when it is cold, it can't withstand the cold, when it is warm, it is still hot, the price is still expensive, and it is a pity to throw it away, the only use is to blow it when I meet people, I have a leather jacket. ”

Cheng Hao absolutely disagrees with Zhang Qing's patriarchal thinking that exists in all Chinese people, and at this time he is seriously trying to instill in this brother that he thinks he is correct.

"I think your thoughts are unacceptable, my country has been unfilial since ancient times, and we still need sons to pass on the lineage. ”

Under the ideological impact of Cheng Hao's daughter's crooked words, Zhang Qing did not have the slightest intention of being assimilated this time, and firmly maintained his position.

"Okay! ”

Seeing that his daughter had no effect on Zhang Qing, Cheng Hao learned from the appearance of the ancients, suddenly bowed his hand to Zhang Qing, and then got up and walked directly out of the conference room with Huang Wen and Ye Zixi, who couldn't hide their smiles.

"Your Excellency, please stay, I will prepare a drink beauty, and please be sure to enjoy your face. ”

Knowing that Director Cheng was joking, Zhang Qing, who reacted, looked at the empty conference room, and did not stop with his assistant, and chased after Cheng Hao.

"Rouge vulgar powder, Your Excellency will not mistake me, go one step first and then meet. ”

Turning around and seeing Zhang Qing chasing after him, Cheng Hao threw down a sentence with great righteousness, and the pace under his feet accelerated again by two points, and he quickly walked into the elevator, raised his eyes and glanced at Huang Wen to signal to press the elevator button quickly.

"Well, really, am I that terrible?"

Looking at the elevator that slowly closed and began to descend, Zhang Qing wordlessly pressed the button of another elevator on the side.

"Brother Zhang, the executive director is a good man! ”

Yang Chengyi, who had been following Zhang Qing, listened to the muttering of his own director, and couldn't help but smile anymore.

"What do you mean, kid, am I a bad man?"

Turning his head and glaring at Yang Chengyi viciously, his family's arm turned out, which made Zhang Qing even more depressed.

"This is what you said, Brother Zhang, and it has nothing to do with me. ”

Seeing the gaze of his own director, Yang Chengyi was not afraid, although the two were superiors and subordinates, but after so many years, such jokes were normal.

"Forget it, I don't want to talk to you, let me be alone. ”

Looking at the slowly rising elevator, Zhang Qing was so lonely that he waved his hand and didn't speak.

Just when Zhang Qing and Yang Chengyi were chatting, Cheng Hao and the three of them had already taken the elevator to the lobby on the first floor of the office building.

"Hehe~, it's already afternoon, young master, senior, where are we going to eat later." ”

Thinking of the conversation between her young master and Zhang Qing's executive director just now, seeing that Zhang Qing was not present at this time, Ye Zixi couldn't help but snicker, but she didn't forget the promise she had made to invite her to dinner this morning.

"You can eat whatever you want, I just want to go home early now. ”

Hearing Ye Zixi's inquiry, Cheng Hao, who was the first to walk in front, nodded lightly to the staff who passed by and bowed in return salute before replying.

"In that case, young master, didn't you open a new Chinese restaurant some time ago? Why don't we go over there? ”

Touching his chin and thinking for a while, Huang Wen still felt that Chinese food was more suitable for him, so he couldn't help but suggest.

"Okay, then the young master and seniors, let's go over!"

Like Huang Wen, although he has adapted to the life of country H, Ye Zixi feels that he also prefers the food of his own country to Korean food.

"Press, then I'll rest for a while. ”

Sitting in the car along the door opened by Huang Wen, Cheng Hao nodded and agreed with the opinions of the two, and then rubbed his temples tiredly, adjusted the seat, turned on the massage function, closed his eyes and took a nap.