The people in the secretary department watched the young master holding the president and kissing him all the time. They were cute and small balls, which made the employees of the secretary department envious. "If my children in the future were like the young master, I would have given birth to ten or eight."
"I started dreaming again on sunny days and sunny days. This thing depends on the genes. I can only say that the genes of my wife and the president are perfectly combined."
Back at the office, Jiang Chenshao held his and his wife's "perfect gene" study, "Let your dad see where you are cute, why do everyone like you so much?"
The little guy sat softly on his father's lap, looking at his father with his tender face, as if he only knew one word, and could only shout "Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad,"
Jiang Chenshao agreed to his son's cry, "The son of Nuan's family looks like Nuan, like a kitten, right?"
"Yeah~"
Jiang Chenshao held it in his arms, looking at the small breasts, and his body was filled with the exclusive milk fragrance of the child. At this moment, he was not interested in working and just wanted to hold the child.
"Dad, dad, dad"
The little guy shouted, and Jiang Chenshao responded. He responded, and the little guy shouted more diligently.
When Assistant He entered the door, the father and son were in love.
"President, have you disturbed?"
"No, talk about serious business." Jiang Chenshao hugged his son in his arms, and the little guy's little face pressed on his father's shoulder. He kept looking at his father's boss's leather chair with his little hand. His little paws stretched over and buckled...
Assistant He asked: "President, Xiao Su has resigned from the company. Does the company still need to recruit employees again? Should the position of the chief executive be temporarily idle, or choose from within the company, or something else?"
Jiang Chenshao patted his son's back with a big hand and thought about the arrangement. The Secretary-General was not a general position and the position could not be vacant all the time. Jiang Chenshao was not satisfied with the company's internal employees. "Faced with the society, open recruitment."
Assistant He received the order and looked at the little kid, he was so envious that he wanted to hug him, "President, can you hug the young master?"
Jiang Chenshao looked at his son who was focused on placing his boss' chair, "Shanjun, are you going to placing your dad's chair broken?"
"Ah~"
Jiang Chenshao smiled, got up, scooped his son's armpit with both hands, and handed it to Assistant He, "Go to play with your Uncle He, Dad is starting to work."
Assistant He excitedly took over the little baby, "President, I promise to be able to transform into the job of Qianjie Guanyin in his arms!"
The little guy stared at the man who was holding him blankly, and his little face was unhappy. After searching for him in a desperate situation, he was just taken out of his father's office. In less than three minutes, he heard the familiarity through Jiang Chenshao.
Howling.
What wasn't his son's heart-wrenching cry?
After a while, Assistant He came in to see the child off. The little guy turned his head in the arms of the "stranger" and found his father with tears in his eyes. He grinned with a grievance, raised his little hand, and looked towards his father.
Jiang Chenshao got up and hugged his son with his big hands. It seemed that he was just born, and the father was laughing at his son, "I'm crying again, is it embarrassing to lose it?"
The little guy wiped his tears with his dad's shirt.
Assistant He asked, "President, am I not good at raising children?"
Jiang Chenshao looked at his son with tears on his long eyelashes and wiped his tears with his palm, "Shanjun is clingy, he will not let anyone touch the stranger. It's much better now, and he will react for a while and then cry again,
I cried when I saw it before.”
When Assistant He thought of the little guy coming to the company several times, his brother hugged him, but he still cried. He hugged him or not, which was considered as giving face.