Early in the morning, Ding Ding got up and was getting dressed in front of the mirror.
He was wearing a white shirt with a black bow tie, black cropped pants, and shiny leather shoes.
He looks like a handsome little gentleman.
Tintin already knew how to be self-reliant at a very young age. As soon as he could use a spoon, he was already eating, dressing, brushing his teeth, and even helping his uncle in the kitchen.
Because he knew that his mother had a hard time going to school. She had to work in the room until late every day after school, and his uncle worked even harder in setting up a newsstand. He was exposed to wind and sun and never stopped.
He could make coffee, heat milk, and fry bread. When Wen Tong stayed up late, he would quietly get up and get her something to eat.
Wen Tong was already very tired, but every time she saw him standing on tiptoes and placing a cup of hot milk next to her computer, half of her fatigue seemed to dissipate.
"Ding Ding, you are dressed so handsomely today. Is there any school activity?" Lin Dong was packing his things and preparing to go to the newsstand. When he saw him coming out alive and kicking, he patted his head lovingly.
Ding Ding immediately took away Lin Dong's hand and said seriously: "Uncle, don't mess up my hairstyle. The book says that the head can be cut off, but the hairstyle cannot be messed up."
"Haha." Lin Dong laughed, "I won't let you read those messy books in the future."
"Uncle, our school is organizing a visit today." Ding Ding sat at the dining table and said excitedly: "The teacher said that among us children, there might be rich people and big entrepreneurs in the future, so we are going to this city.
Tour of the biggest, biggest, biggest office building.”
"Oh, the biggest, the biggest, the biggest, how big is it?"
Ding Ding raised his head with his hands, "It's as high as the sky."
"Okay, okay, as high as the sky is the golden cudgel of the Monkey King." Wen Tong put down his breakfast and patted his shoulder, "Eat quickly, mom will take you to school in a while."
"Mom, I am an adult. Can you and uncle not come to pick me up from school in the future?" Ding Ding frowned dissatisfied, "It seems that I am not independent at all."
Lin Dong and Wen Tong smiled similarly and said nothing.
Tintin grew up at a newsstand, so he is familiar with various newspapers and magazines. He likes to read comic books, but he prefers to read financial magazines. At a young age, he already understands stocks.
Tintin's dream is to become a big entrepreneur in the future and build a super large animation park in the city.
Therefore, today's visit made him very excited.
The teacher led more than 20 children into the lobby of the EC building. In the middle of the lobby was a scaled-down model, covered with glass. Inside was the plan for the commercial belt that EC would invest in and build in the city center.
The children gathered outside the glass room and watched with interest.
The school and ec's human resources department organized this study tour, so ec also sent people to explain it to the children.
Everyone listened attentively and opened their eyes wide.
During the break, a group of children gathered together to play.
"My dad's company also builds buildings." A little boy said proudly.
"My dad is great. He can build a golf course." Another little boy was immediately unconvinced.
"My dad can build a gymnasium with a big swimming pool..."
The children were praising their fathers, and suddenly someone asked Ding Ding, "Ting Ding, what will your father build?"
Ding Ding was immediately stopped by the question. He lowered his head and pretended not to hear.
"Ding Ding doesn't have a father, so don't ask him." The little boy said mockingly.
"Yes, his father never came to school to pick him up."
"His father can't even build a toilet..."
Tintin jumped up and shouted angrily at the children: "You are talking nonsense, I have a father, and he is a very powerful man."
"Then call your father."
"Yes, yes, ask him to come."
Facing everyone's booing, Ding Ding became more and more embarrassed. He stamped his foot, "Humph, just wait, I'm going to find my father now."
Ding Ding rushed out angrily.
The EC building is so big that Ding Ding got lost after walking around for a while.
He sat on the sofa next to the elevator, lowering his head in frustration.
They were right, he had no father and he had no idea where to find him.
The elevator next to him dinged and opened, Ding Ding still lowered his head and pouted his little mouth.
A group of people walked out of the elevator in a hurry. It seemed that they were in a hurry.
Tintin raised his head at this time and saw a man walking in the middle of the crowd. He was tall and handsome, like a god. He lowered his eyes and thought with a cold look, almost exactly like the father he imagined.
He jumped down from the sofa excitedly, spread his legs and chased after her.
"Young Master, there is a child..." Wen Ze closed the document in his hand and looked at the little one standing in front of Bei Chenxiao in a funny way.
Everyone was stunned at the same time, why does this child look so much like Mr. Chen?
If they hadn't known that Mr. Chen was still unmarried, they would have thought he was his son.
Beichen Xiao frowned slightly. Although he was unhappy, he didn't want to get angry with the child.
He signaled Wenze with his eyes, and Wenze immediately walked over to hug Ding Ding away.
Ding Ding said hurriedly: "Uncle, uncle, can I talk to you about a business deal?"
Wenze was stunned and couldn't help laughing.
If he remembered correctly, this little guy was the kid he met at the newsstand last time.
"Discussing business?" Beichen Xiao rarely stopped and stared at him with deep eyes.
From this child's face, he unexpectedly saw himself when he was a child.
There is a bit of loneliness in the stubbornness, and there is a bit of timidity in the competitiveness.
"Yeah." Ding Ding walked up to Beichenxiao. Unfortunately, he was too small and only reached Beichenxiao's thighs, so he couldn't make the effort to look up at him.
"Uncle, can I rent you as my father for five yuan?"
The managers behind Beichenxiao all covered their mouths, fearing that they would laugh out loud.
This little guy wants to rent me for five yuan, haha, it’s so funny.
But they didn't expect that Beichen Xiao would squat down and look directly at him, "Why do you want to rent daddy?"
Ding Ding bit his lip and clutched the corners of his clothes tightly with his little hands, "They all laughed at me for not having a father."
This small movement suddenly reminded Bei Chenxiao of Wen Tong. She used to like to grab things when she was nervous. When he forced her, she often scratched his body with scars.
Those pains kept coming back as time went by. When he came back from his dreams at midnight, he often stretched out his hand to touch the pillow. All he was left with was the emptiness of the room.
His heart softened, and the corners of his lips raised in a rare move, "Okay, deal."
When Ding Ding returned to the lobby, he felt quite majestic and high-spirited because he was carried down by Beichen Xiao.
The manager in the lobby, the front desk, and the staff responsible for explaining were all stunned when they saw him.