I am the daughter of the bosses

Chapter 807 Fooling the Mexicans (1)

Gong Qianming is a man who cares about face.

After Su Qiao's bodyguard left, he immediately called the suit shop opposite to deliver a complete set of ready-made clothes. After changing into them, he strutted out of the building, waving his keys and preparing to drive back to the embassy.

At this time, two Mexicans passed by Gong Qianming, muttering in their mouths.

"That woman is really disgusting! Sooner or later, she will be raped and then killed! No, she will be sold to Africa!"

"But do you have the ability to approach her! She is surrounded by experts!"

The two Mexicans both spoke English with a strong accent. Gong Qianming could only hear the swearing, but he couldn't hear what they were swearing. But when they said the word "dragon group", he stopped in his tracks. , turned around: "Both—"

The Mexican man in the snowstorm stopped and turned to look at Gong Qianming: "What's the matter!"

Gong Qianming showed a polite smile: "I heard a word mentioned in your mouth, dragon group!"

"You are from the Dragon Team!"

The Mexican man suddenly became nervous, and his intuition told them that this well-dressed Asian man is probably a master of the road!
Gong Qianming raised his middle finger, hissed, and said, "Don't worry, I have a big problem with the people in the Dragon Group. Come on, I'll buy you a drink, and by the way, I'm asking if I can help!"

……

When negotiating with the Mexicans, she was a capable rookie in the business world, but when she returned to her apartment next to Central Park, she became a standard son slave.

Walking into the room, Su Qiao threw off her high heels, took off her bejeweled coat, took off her jewelry, and asked the nanny while washing her hands, "How is Susu today?"

"The young master sat in front of the computer and read the webpage for a whole day, but he still didn't speak."

"..."

Su Qiao was struck speechless by the nanny's words.

Seeing Su Qiao's gloomy expression, the nanny said comfortingly, "Don't worry, madam, the young master just doesn't like to use voice language to communicate with the outside world. His typing speed, reading ability, and comprehension ability are all better than ten-year-old children!"

"But he didn't make much noise for two full years after he was born... If it wasn't for the fact that he would cry and ask me for milk when he was hungry, I would even suspect that there was something wrong with his vocal cords..."

Su Qiao said bitterly, and walked into the baby's room with the nanny.

In the room, a four-year-old child was sitting solemnly in front of the tablet, constantly sliding his fingers on the screen.

Beside him lay a tiger and a big white cat. They held him like guardians on the left and right. Their ears moved without letting go of any sound.

Su Qiao walked behind him and lowered her head.

He was looking at an article, a research article on religion and changes in human activities by a Ph.D. in anthropology from Yale University.

It really is that bastard...

Su Qiao was thinking weakly, and when she was considering whether to leave the room without saying a word, the child turned around on her own initiative, looked at her with dark eyes, and moved her pink lips slightly, but did not speak.

Su Qiao lowered her head, picked up the child, and kissed his pink face hard: "What did Su Su learn today? Can you tell mom?"

However, the intimacy has brought the baby's impatience.

He even tried to break free from Su Qiao's embrace.

"Don't stick to me, annoying!"

Su Qiao looked helpless, and rubbed her face against the baby's cheek: "Susu, don't be angry, mom really couldn't help it at that time... At that time... At that time..."

She couldn't go on, and her memory went back to four years ago.

However, at this moment, Long Su suddenly held her face in his hands, and said old-fashionedly: "Don't cry! Woman! I will feel sorry for you!"

"……Um……"

The tears flowed harder.

(End of this chapter)