Yu Chang City, outside the Qin Group building.
"An'an, you're going in by yourself then?" the woman with disheveled curly hair in the driver's seat winked at the child in the booster seat behind her. "I'll be at the mall next door. If you can't handle it, just call your godmother."
"Okay, thank you for sending me, Godmother. Mom doesn't know I'm here to find Dad. If Mom comes back early, please tell me immediately," young An'an said with a serious expression, like a little adult making a solemn request.
"No problem, Godmother will listen to you! Go for it!" The playful woman waved goodbye to An'an, who had already gotten out of the car, as the green sports car sped away. An'an turned to look at the towering Qin Group building.
He tugged at his white shirt and walked into the Qin Group's main entrance. Standing before a counter much taller than him, An'an rubbed his face with his little fleshy hands. A cute little boy with a soft, adorable face replaced his earlier serious expression. He sweetly called out, "Miss! I want to find your President Qin. Can you help me?"
Xiao Yang, the receptionist, leaned over the counter. The little boy in front of her had dark hair and big, round eyes beneath his bangs, which sparkled with life. He's so handsome! Xiao Yang unconsciously lowered her voice, "Little one, what do you need to see our President for?"
"I..." Before An'an could answer, the hurried sound of high heels approached.
"Whose child is this? How did he get into the company? Don't you know our design department is having a drawing competition on the first floor recently! What if he causes trouble?" a sharp, high-pitched female voice exclaimed.
Xiao Yang, not having time to speak to An'an, flushed and faced the aggressive Tang Zhenzhen, "Teacher Tang, he... he's here to see the President..."
"To see Brother Qin?" Tang Zhenzhen looked at An'an, "Any child can just come and see..." She didn't finish her sentence as An'an turned to look at her.
The moment she saw him, Tang Zhenzhen froze. He looks so alike!
It's possible that half the people in the Qin Group building only see the President from afar once a year, so no one was surprised. But she, Tang Zhenzhen, saw him often. The little boy before her, with his chubby cheeks and phoenix eyes that curved slightly upwards at the corners, and a high nose – he looked like an exact replica of President Qin Ningyi! Qin大哥 is single, so could this child be...?
Tang Zhenzhen's expression instantly switched to a smiling one, and her tone changed abruptly, "Little one, come here, sister." Ignoring her miniskirt, she crouched down slightly and beckoned to An'an, "Let me see, you really look a lot like the President."
Her rapid change of expression made An'an very confused. He furrowed his small brows. Tang Zhenzhen was even more delighted. The way he frowned was exactly the same! His mother told him to play dumb and stay vigilant when he didn't understand a situation! An'an relaxed his brows, put on a sweet smile, and walked up to Tang Zhenzhen. Maintaining a little distance, he said in a tender voice, "Pretty sister, who are you? Do you know Brother Qin?"
An'an found saying "Brother Qin" particularly difficult. This auntie had so many wrinkles around her eyes; he called her sister, but he couldn't let his future father be at a disadvantage. He had seen pictures; his father was very handsome and young!
Tang Zhenzhen was unaware of the child's inner thoughts. She only found the words "pretty sister" incredibly refreshing, so her tone became even gentler. "I'm a fashion designer here, of course, I know the President. I'm here for Brother Qin, and we're best friends, Qin sister!"
Enemy alert! An'an's internal alarm blared. Does Mom have a love rival?
"Can you take me to see Brother Qin?" An'an blinked.
"Sure!" Tang Zhenzhen reached out to take his hand.
An'an pulled his hand back, lowered his head, and mumbled, "I'll just follow behind you. Mom said I shouldn't hold hands with girls casually." This remark made Tang Zhenzhen burst into laughter. She led the way and brought An'an into the elevator.
"Little one, you call Brother Qin 'brother.' You look so alike, are you his younger brother?" Tang Zhenzhen's eyes lingered on An'an's face, greedily admiring the mini version of President Qin's face as she asked the question with near certainty.
Not right. An'an thought to himself, but he feigned a sly smile and didn't answer the question. Tang Zhenzhen interpreted this smile as an affirmation, and the smile in her eyes grew even brighter.
The elevator stopped on the 65th floor. "Sister Liu, I need to go up and see Brother Qin. Please call Assistant Xiao for me."
"What is it?" Secretary Liu's expression immediately soured when she saw Tang Zhenzhen. She asked in a businesslike manner.
Tang Zhenzhen remembered that the child standing next to her was the President's brother, the young master of Qin Group. She couldn't afford to lose face in front of him. The child looked about four or five years old and was surely doted on at home. If she impressed him, and he mentioned her to his mother, saying a good word... wouldn't that give her a chance to be recognized by the Old Madam?
Tang Zhenzhen made up her mind and her expression became haughty and elegant. "It's a very important matter. Please contact Assistant Xiao quickly, I'll speak with him."
An'an had no idea what Tang Zhenzhen was thinking. If he could hear her thoughts, he would have righteously told her: I will not say nice things about you to my mother!
Sister Liu had not received any instructions from the design department today and dared not let anyone up casually. Moreover, this Tang Zhenzhen, relying on her family's influence and being a capable assistant to Miss Qin, had harassed the President upstairs several times. This was someone Assistant Xiao had specifically instructed to be blacklisted from the 66th floor! Would she dare to call Assistant Xiao for her again? Sister Liu thought, sorry, I want my month-end bonus more.
"Sister Liu..." Tang Zhenzhen was still trying to persuade her.
An'an sighed. This auntie didn't seem very reliable. She was just bragging downstairs. "Pretty sister! Hello." An'an decided to take matters into his own hands. He waved his fleshy little hand at Sister Liu. "My name is An'an, and I'm here to see President Qin."
Sister Liu finally noticed the little sprout standing next to her. A fair, tender, and polite little sprout! Just as she was about to soften her voice and speak to the child, she met An'an's eyes and panicked for a moment. A mini President?!
"Are you with her?" Sister Liu asked, momentarily stunned but still retaining a hint of gossip. Her gossip-loving soul burned brightly. Had this Tang Zhenzhen succeeded in winning him over? The child was already this old?
"I met this sister downstairs, and she kindly brought me up," An'an said, word for word. Inwardly, he was already anxious. At his young age, it was still difficult to hide his thoughts. He looked at Sister Liu with his big, watery eyes, "Pretty sister, I want to see President Qin."
Thank goodness the child wasn't Tang Zhenzhen's. Sister Liu breathed a sigh of relief. Facing such a pitiable gaze, her voice softened unconsciously, "Who asked you to come and see our President?"