Chapter 1561 - 902: The Elusive Big Shot—How to Win a Daughter’s Heart (Part 2)
Chapter 1561: Chapter 902: The Elusive Big Shot—How to Win a Daughter’s Heart (Part 2)
Tang Wan nodded, "Is there anything else?"
"No, that’s all."
"Then the meeting for today will end here. Everyone has worked hard during this period. Once the exhibition is over, I’ll treat everyone to a meal. The year-end bonus this year won’t be less."
The meeting room erupted in cheers again.
...
Tang Wan returned to the office, feeling overwhelmed, as Jiang Xiaowai was busy scribbling all over a sheet of paper with her paintbrushes.
Is her son a reincarnation of a husky?
With such destructive power?
"Mom, look!" Jiang Xiaowai held up the paper and showed it off to Tang Wan, "I drew a house, isn’t it nice?"
"Hmm, it’s nice. It’d be even nicer if you didn’t make such a mess here."
Jiang Xiaowai frowned, bent down to help tidy up, but ended up making an even bigger mess. Tang Wan, not wanting to discourage her son, still had to praise him for being sensible.
In the end, she bought him ice cream to reward him for helping out.
After tidying up the office, the little guy was already sitting on the couch, happily eating ice cream. Tang Wan called Xi Fangli, mentioning that it was her first time organizing an exhibition, and asked if he had time to come.
This really was a close mentor, who very decisively...
Declined!
"I’m very busy lately, you know it’s tiring to look after kids."
"Grandmaster!" Upon hearing Xi Fangli’s voice, Jiang Xiaowai was quite excited.
"It’s Mutang, let him take the phone quickly, I want to say a few words..." It seemed Xi Fangli really didn’t want to deal with Tang Wan but turned to chat softly with Jiang Xiaowai.
"Grandmaster, when will you come to Beijing? I miss you."
"If it’s you who misses me, I can come anytime."
Tang Wan: "..."
Well, so many years of mentorship now seems like a joke.
...
By the time Jiang Jinsang returned home from socializing, it was already night. Jiang Xiaowai had preschool tomorrow, so Tang Wan insisted he go to bed.
"Why aren’t you asleep yet? Didn’t I tell you not to wait for me?"
"I’m just thinking about the exhibition," Tang Wan couldn’t possibly say she was heartbroken by her mentor today.
"Is there anything I can help with?"
"It’s all arranged; I’m just a bit nervous about it being my first exhibition." Tang Wan stood up to check on her sleeping son and poured Jiang Jinsang a glass of water, "Little Aunt called today and said we’re having dinner at their place the day after tomorrow; you should be free, right?"
Jiang Jinsang nodded, "It’s pretty odd, old Huo having such a cute daughter."
"Didn’t Zeyan also have a son with naturally curly hair? Today, Mutang even called him Juanjuan."
Jiang Jinsang burst into laughter.
**
The next day, Monday, at the preschool entrance
Jiang Jinsang spotted Huo Qinqi. He usually took Jiang Xiaowai to school early but had a little mishap today. So he had to wait at the entrance.
The preschool teacher was by the entrance, commenting on the kids’ good relationship.
"Mutang!" The little mishap rushed over after getting off the car upon seeing Jiang Xiaowai.
"Slow down." Huo Qinqi frowned, shut the door, locked the car, and walked to the entrance.
"Brother-in-law." The little mishap saw Jiang Jinsang and greeted him sweetly, then greeted the teacher.
"Who’s dropping you off today?" This was the first time the preschool teacher met Huo Qinqi. He was tall and dressed casually, but his presence suggested his background.
"It’s my dad!" The little guy responded proudly.
The teacher greeted Huo Qinqi, then the two kids joyfully ran into the preschool.
"Are you his teacher?" Huo Qinqi inquired.
"I’m not, his class teacher is Ms. Cao."
"Has she arrived? Could I have a word with her?" Concerned about his son’s status at preschool, Huo Qinqi managed to meet Ms. Cao, and Jiang Jinsang joined them.
Although the children were a bit rowdy, the teacher understood the situation of the Huo family, and when parents inquired, picked the positives to share.
"Thank you for taking care of him." Huo Qinqi was quite courteous to the teacher.
"It’s my duty."
"Here’s my contact information. If anything arises at preschool, feel free to contact me. I’ll be in Beijing going forward."
The two left the teacher’s office, and from the teacher’s feedback, Huo Qinqi felt satisfied with his son’s behavior.
But then he saw Jiang Jinsang smiling mischievously.
"Why are you smiling?"
"I’m just seeing how you care for your child and finally act like a dad; it feels a bit odd." Jiang Jinsang chuckled, "You better keep your phone on you."
"I’ll naturally carry my phone with me."
At that moment, Huo Qinqi didn’t understand the implication behind the words.
Later, when he frequently received calls from preschool teachers, he realized his son and Jiang Xiaowai were practically tiny tyrants at preschool, restless as ever.
When he first received a call, the teacher spoke tactfully, mentioning a small incident and asked him to come over. Accompanying him were two new recruits under his command.
Then the two witnessed Huo Qinqi being "reprimanded."
He was always the one reprimanding others, never the other way around. People hardly dared to speak loudly or even make eye contact in his presence. Unbelievably, they saw Huo being "reprimanded." It sure was a rare glimpse.
Yet, the two didn’t dare speak of it outside for fear of being "silenced."
The little mishap went home that day, anxious all the way, but Huo Qinqi didn’t say anything, only asked, "Are you hungry, do you want something to eat?"
He still remembers Huo Qinqi bought him a little cake.
On TV, before prisoners were executed, they were allowed a good meal.
Could this be his "last meal"?
Huo Qinqi had a talk with him, asking about the reason for the trouble, but that was it. The little guy spent several days nervously, yet nothing more happened, which was a bit relieving.
...
Meanwhile, Huo Qinqi and Jiang Jinsang had just left the preschool.
"Gather tonight? My brother and the others will join, no kids though." Jiang Jinsang smiled at him.
"Sure." If dragging the family along, a bunch of kids would stir things up.
Huo Qinqi had some free time until reporting back to his unit in a few days, and since Shen Shuci was at work, he planned to go home after dropping his son off at preschool. Passing by a toy store, he parked the car.
Thinking about his daughter returning tomorrow, whether he should prepare something.
**
Half an hour later...
The Huo family watched as a Jeep slowly approached.
The car was fitted with a brown teddy bear secured to the roof, attracting attention all the way, stunning the Huo family.
The car’s backseat was even crammed with toys.
"Sir, are these bought for the young miss?"
Huo Qinqi nodded.
"But..." The Huo family hesitated.
"But what?"
"It’s nothing, the young miss will surely like them." The Huo family carried the toys inside, stacking them in a room, occupying quite a bit of space.
It seemed he wanted to make up for years of shortcomings and bought many in one go.
Until dinner with Jiang Jinsang and the others, he found out...
Perhaps influenced by the family environment, his daughter’s personality was cute and soft, but she was only somewhat interested in stuffed toys and actually preferred airplanes and tanks.
Qi Zeyan and Jiang Chengsi burst into laughter, trying to win his daughter’s favor but ended up going astray, "Old Huo, didn’t you ask Little Aunt what your daughter likes?"
Huo Qinqi did inquire, and Shen Shuci’s original response was: "Whatever you buy, she’ll like."