Chapter 7 7.Cygne de poème

The silver earrings on her ears shone in the hot sun, like a brilliant pearl.

"Hey, Anle?"

Cheng Zishu was dealing with things in the office, and suddenly received a call from Cheng Anle, and he was also a little surprised.

"I'm at the door of your law firm."

Cheng Anle looked at the glasses above that reflected the sunlight and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The light is still too dazzling, and it's still good at night.

In a few moments, the automatic door of the law firm opened,

Cheng Zishu walked out of it, looked around for a while, and locked his eyes on her looking at the glass on the side of the road.

"Lele?"

Cheng Zishu asked cautiously.

"Hello, long time no see."

Cheng Anle smiled slightly, judging from her tone, she felt that these two people were not like father and daughter, but more like a pair of friends who had reunited after a long absence.

"Good...... Long time no see. ”

You can see that there is some surprise and excitement on his face, and maybe he is still a little sad.

After all, his daughter didn't recognize him.

It is said that daughters are the debts of their father's previous lives,

And Cheng Zishu can be said to have escaped the debt of two lifetimes, so it is natural for Cheng An to complain about him a little.

He didn't actually feel sorry for this, he still had a long time to make up for her.

Feeling sad is that his daughter has grown so big, and it is the first time he has seen it, if it weren't for Cheng Anle's appearance similar to him, I'm afraid that even if she came head-on, Cheng Zishu might not be able to recognize it.

"Do you want to go up and sit down?"

Cheng Zishu smiled stiffly, and he didn't even know how to pose his hands and feet, for fear that he would do something wrong and make her angry again.

"Okay."

Cheng Anle nodded, with a little smile on his face.

It seems neither detached nor close.

Law firms that re-go the process of sub-book,

The front desk saw that the boss was coming in person, and quickly got up and bowed.

"Don't bow, you remember her, if she wants to come to me in the future, don't stop it."

Cheng Zishu is still the humble gentleman, gentle as jade, he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and he looks like a scum.

"Yes, boss."

The front desk quickly wrote down Cheng Anle's name and watched them walk into the elevator.

"You're managing it well."

Cheng Anle looked at the jumping numbers on the screen and said.

"Maybe, you came to me to be a lawyer?"

Cheng Zishu smiled softly and asked.

"Why did I come to you just to be a lawyer?"

Cheng Anle didn't turn his head, but just moved his gaze to him.

Cheng Zishu suddenly felt a little embarrassed and a little remorseful.

It was the first time I met my daughter, but now it's so unpleasant, what if she doesn't come to see her in the future?

No, Anle didn't entangle with him on this sentence, but just said with an expressionless face.

"I don't want to be a lawyer, I won a silver medal in the youth category of Savannah when I was 19 years old, so I'm going to fight for the gold medal this year."

Cheng Zishu didn't know much about ballet, but after answering her phone last night, he went to make up for the information about ballet.

"Oh, that's amazing."

In fact, Cheng Zishu is only a half-baked level, but when he heard Cheng Anle say this, he felt like he was very powerful.

It's not really powerful, it's pretty powerful.

The Varna International Ballet Competition is the most prestigious ballet competition in the world, and at the age of 19 it has a bright future to win a silver medal.