Under the building, the little girl wears a goose yellow cap, a white shirt with a doll collar and a denim skirt, and carries a pink Barbie schoolbag, raising her tender little face in the sun.

Xing'er's eyes were round and chirping, and her face was full of amazement, like a dirt bun entering the city.

The man turned the pen around, his thin lips hooked slightly.

Full of horror!

The executive director standing next to the projection screen was moved to tears!

The president laughed, and the president of the 10,000-year-old iceberg actually laughed!

It must be that he has done a wonderful job in this business plan to make the president so satisfied!

He seemed to see a promotion and a salary increase beckoning to him!

He said respectfully: "Mr. Fu? ”

Fu Qinghan closed the previous plan, his expression was as cold as ice, "The market share estimate is wrong, and the series of plans based on wrong data are all invalid. Redo. ”

Executive Director: "......"

Blue skinny, shiitake mushrooms.

So why the hell did the president laugh just now?

Are you laughing at him for being stupid?!

Mianmian is still wandering under the building.

A front desk lady greeted her politely, "Miss Mianmian, is it?" Mr. Fu, please come in and speak. ”

Mianmian followed her to the top floor of the seventy-eighth floor.

This is Fu Qinghan's office.

The office is very spacious, with an off-white tone that exudes an ascetic and cold style, and through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, you can almost overlook most of Los Angeles.

Mianmian picked the strap of her schoolbag and saw Mr. Fu sitting behind his desk, looking very serious about reviewing documents.

"Skipping school again?"

He moved his pen like a fly, without even raising his head, and his voice was low and beautiful like a cello ensemble.

Mianmian nodded, then shook her head again.

She was a little nervous and "didn't want to go to school...... The school is not good ......"

Her classmates called her ugly, they didn't like her, and she didn't like them.

"If you don't like it, you have to go. Uncle Ying will come to pick you up from school and go to sit on the sofa. ”

Mianmian obediently sat on the sofa, "That...... Is it okay to finish lunch with Mr. Fu and go to school again? ”

Fu Qinghan looked at her.

The little girl was very well-behaved, her hands were placed on her knees, and her clean apricot eyes touched his sight, and she immediately laughed into a little crescent.

If his Mian is still alive......

Will it be so well-behaved?

He lowered his eyelashes and said in a deep voice, "Okay." ”

Mianmian is about to jump up happily!

She saw that Mr. Fu was working hard, so she also took out her eight-point math test paper from her schoolbag and began to correct the mistakes.

But she didn't even read the second grade of elementary school, and those numbers and formulas were like little monsters with teeth and claws in her eyes, and she didn't know what to do......

She gripped the pen in a tangled grip.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and someone came to deliver the report.

The executive director looked at Mianmian in surprise.

Listening to the young lady at the front desk say that their iceberg president, Jinwu Zangjiao, I didn't expect it to be true!

The little girl was young, her homework book was spread out on the coffee table, and she was biting the pen and meditating.

Apparently still a student......

I didn't expect their president to be so good!

The fire of gossip in the man's eyes is burning, and he just can't wait to take a picture of it and send it to the company group right away!

Fu Qing coughed coldly.

The executive director came back to his senses and respectfully handed the report to his desk, and glanced at Mianmian secretly, refusing to leave.

Fu Qinghan flipped through the report, "Song Jingchen, I remember that your university major was computer science?" ”

Song Jingchen was very proud, "Brother Fu, I got a double degree in computer science and mathematics in my bachelor's degree, and specialized in integralism, algebra, and geometry during my master's and doctoral degrees. ”

"Good. You go and tutor her with her homework. ”

Song Jingchen: "......?!" ”

He was about to cry, "Brother Fu, are you serious?" You asked me Song Jingchen, the well-known executive director of the business empire, to let the CEOs of listed companies go to great lengths to dig into the walls of the god-like existence to tutor the little girl in her homework?! ”

Fu Qinghan raised his eyes, "You, a god-like existence, are you not willing to help my little girl with her homework?" ”

Danfeng's eyes were as cold as frost and snow, and the surrounding temperature seemed to cool down.

Song Jingchen whimpered, "Hey, I'm happy to ......"

He walked to the small round table and smiled, "Little girl, is it okay for my brother to teach you to write your homework?" ”

Mianmian was a little scared.

This man has a feminine and pretty appearance, dressed up in bells and whistles, wears a fancy suit, and has a lot of small flowers embroidered on his tie......

She hugged her schoolbag defensively, "Mr. Fu, this uncle is so strange, he laughs like a duck!" ”

Uncle......

Song Jingchen is full of black lines.

He may seem a little more mature, but what the hell is "smiling like a duck"!

He grinded his teeth in anger, stretched out his hand to appreciate a popping chestnut, and saw Fu Qing's cold and indifferent gaze, and retracted his hand again.

He smiled, "You good duck, give the test paper to your uncle - ahhhh ”

Mianmian hesitantly handed him the test paper, "Can you do it?" ”

"As a woman, you should never question whether a man is okay...... Song Jingchen's mouth was full of flowers, feeling the death gaze from behind, and hurriedly changed his words, "Because my brother will be sad!" ”

Mianmian: "Oh. ”

Song Jingchen flipped through the test papers, ", why are you making so many mistakes?" Can you go wrong with such a simple question?! Eight points? Aha, you actually scored eight points in such a simple test paper?! You're the most I've ever seen—"

The death stare behind him grew colder and colder.

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