Chapter 13
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The Era of Face Brushing
"Well, mommy, don't worry. I'll be good. Can I go to the lounge to play?"
When Cheng Liyue was painting, she needed to concentrate. Shen Junyao's draft was very tense. She really needed to concentrate.
Cheng Liyue nodded, but also warned him seriously, "You can play by yourself, but you're not allowed to leave the company's main gate. Don't cause trouble, understand?"
"I understand, mommy." The little boy answered quickly.
Cheng Liyue was at ease with her son because she trusted him. Ever since he was young, she had never worried about him.
"Go!" Cheng Liyue smiled as she watched him leave.
As soon as the little boy went out, his big eyes rolled around. He looked at the pyramid-like building from the French window. His big eyes flashed with determination.
Now was the best chance to get out. He had to seize it.
The little bean was small, so when he slipped out, no one saw him. As soon as he went out, he ran away. But when crossing the road, he still obeyed the traffic rules. It took him fifteen minutes to reach the Miyagi Group building. Standing in front of the building, his small body was pitifully small, so small that it could be ignored.
He secretly exclaimed, thinking that Gong Yexiao was sitting somewhere in this building. His little heart beat excitedly.
Like a fearless calf, he bravely rushed forward. Carrying a small backpack, he walked into the lobby. The little boy was brave and resourceful. He looked left and right, and then thought of the fastest way to see Gong Yexiao.
He blinked his big cute eyes, walked to the beautiful front desk auntie, raised his little face, and started brushing his face.
When the front desk auntie saw him, they all looked at each other in amazement. Where did such a cute little boy come from?
"Little boy, how can I help you?"
"I'm here to see my uncle."
"Your uncle? What's his name? "
"His name is Gong Yexiao. Auntie, can you take me to see him?" The little boy looked at the group of aunties with pleading eyes.
"Oh my god! Just like our President Gong! It's like he was printed from the same mold. "
"You're the young master of the Gong family? Why didn't you bring a bodyguard with you? "The receptionist asked in confusion.
"I don't like being followed. I asked them to wait outside. Auntie, I want to see my uncle. Please take me up!" After the little guy finished speaking, he raised his little face, which looked like Gong Yexiao's, a little higher, and his big, watery eyes were very charming.
One of the receptionists seized the opportunity and walked out from behind the counter. "Okay, I'll take you there."
After all, it was an honor to be able to serve Gym Tung's relatives. Furthermore, he might even have the chance to see Gym Tung with his own eyes!
The little boy happily took her hand and walked towards the elevator. Once they were in the elevator, his big eyes were obviously excited. He had successfully brushed his face.
"Little friend, what's your name?" The receptionist bent down and looked at him carefully.
"I'm Gong Yuze." Now, all he had to do was stand in front of Gong Yexiao and hand him Mommy's resume.
"What a nice name!" The receptionist did not have any doubts at all. This little guy had the face of the Gong family.
The elevator flew all the way up and stopped when it reached the sixtieth floor. The little boy immediately remembered this floor, and then hopped along with the receptionist.
As they walked in the air corridor, they were suddenly stopped by a woman in a dark suit.
"What's the matter?"
"Hello, Assistant Yan. This is Gym Tung's nephew. I've brought him up." The receptionist said with a smile.
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