Qin's Technology Group.

Approaching the end of work, everyone was a little busy dealing with the work at hand, wanting to end today's work before getting off work, and suddenly a message detonated the internal employee group.

[Our president has a daughter, do you dare to believe it!!! 】

Soon, the following replies were followed by one message after another-

[What's the situation?] Upstairs, I'm afraid I'm not busy fainting, the president has a child, but I remember it's a son. 】

[It's still a little Zhengtai, that appearance, on par with our president, and after visual inspection, it will be better than blue. 】

[Dare to say that our Qin is not as good as our son, your number is gone upstairs. 】

[If the ideological consciousness is not enough, the visual person will be gone. 】

[Could it be that someone is mistaken? Treat the little master as a little miss. 】

【……】

Below nearly 100 messages, the last message is a photo.

A small glutinous rice dumpling carved in pink and jade, carrying a small backpack, stood at the front desk of the hall on the first floor.

The little head is up, and there are two cute little pigtails on the head, and the eyebrows and eyes are crooked when he laughs, revealing two small dimples.

Soft and cute and kawaii!

Everyone who was discussing the "president's son" just now lost their voices in an instant.

Really, really, really a daughter?

The atmosphere froze for three seconds, and the reply at the bottom was crazy again!

The young girl at the reception desk saw that everyone was as shocked as herself, and finally found a little balance psychologically, turned off her mobile phone, and looked down at the little glutinous rice dumplings in front of her again.

"Kid, who did you just say?"

"Find Daddy!" Ji Xingyao stood on tiptoe, handed the magazine he had just taken out of his backpack to the receptionist at the front desk, and pointed to Qin Nanyu on the cover, "It's this Dabi." ”

The receptionist at the front desk took a look and took a deep breath.

Trying to calm himself down, to make sure that he didn't hear it wrong, he looked up behind Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi again, and found that she came alone, not accompanied by an adult.

Delicate little face, well-behaved and cute appearance, although he doesn't look like his own president, but such a young child came here with a photo to find his father, it shouldn't be a mistake!

To be on the safe side, she still made a phone call to the assistant to the president.

The assistant was stunned, and then, his voice sank, "The president only has a four-year-old son, didn't your front desk manager tell you these materials when you came to the company to officially work?" ”

"I know, but this kid took a photo of Mr. Qin and said that he was here to find his father, and there were no adults around him, so I ...... Song Tezhu, why don't you come down and take a look? The girl at the front desk hesitated.

After receiving an affirmative reply, I hung up the phone with confidence.

I was just about to turn around and ask the name of the little glutinous rice dumpling, but as soon as I turned around, a lollipop appeared in front of me.

"Thank you, sister, please eat candy!" Ji Xingyao had a shy little face, and her milk voice was coquettish.

Front desk: "......" heart is about to melt, what kind of candy do you eat?

looks so cute and so polite, and the blessings of eight lifetimes of cultivation can give birth to such a daughter.

How could the president of her family be reluctant to let such a young child come to his father by himself? It's really scummy!

The assistant arrived quickly, his steps were a little hurried, and his face was not very good, as soon as he came up, he said directly: "I have just confirmed with the boss, he is sure that he does not have a daughter, if you can't contact her family with this child, let the security guard send it to the police station......"