Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 1164 President Little Brother

The directors looked at the young masters in unison, and they were very sympathetic.

Little Master, just a child.

Children's paintings feel that they are a good-natured and well-informed child. In front of outsiders, they give the night to face, put down their mobile phones, and dress up well. The directors feel that the night mausoleum is too harsh. In contrast, the young master is simply a sweetheart.

The painting was a bit strange at the end of the meeting. The children's paintings were taken to the president's office. The night mausoleum lost a bunch of documents for him to see. It was not English or Japanese, and French.

Children's paintings are good in English and French. Some of them are professional vocabulary. He stayed in Paris for two or three years. He only knows a little simple communication. Now he is learning French. He heard that it is good. Reading is a bit Hard work.

Japanese is a book for him.

"I don't understand!" There are some professional vocabulary in English, and he can't read it. He is awkward and indifferent. "Don't look!"

Where is the burning of the clock, not to rescue!

The night mausoleum leaned back slightly. "I am a son, you will inherit my clothes in the future. AG is only one of my tenth industries. You have to learn to manage. It is not too late to learn from now."

"If I can live to forty years old, after 40 years old, I intend to retire and your mom to travel around the world, you have to take responsibility."

Child painting, "..."

Eavesdropping bells, "..."

"I don't want it!" said the children's painting. "I like acting. I will take Oscars in the future."

Night Mausoleum, "Who is AG to inherit?"

"Two uncles, little uncles, they will get married and have children."

"Two uncles have their own industry, your uncle, married and have children, I don't know how many years later, I don't expect, now you are a child, you will accept it."

"No!" Child painting protests, "Why!"

"What do you say?"

The children's painting is very angry. The decision of the land is too overbearing. He does not want to inherit the family business. He wants to act, and he will be a geek in the future. He wants to be a star and want to get an Oscar.

This is a dream!

"In short, I don't want it!" Children's paintings argued that "this is not my favorite business."

"It’s not important to be born in a family like ours."

"Then my happiness is not important?"

"Then you have to learn to accept and like it."

The children's paintings are cold. "You want to lie to my younger brother. You will say directly, this routine, in the TV series I played, every one has!!"

Bell burning, "..."

The night mausoleum was poked, and there was no point at all. It said faintly, "I just told you by action, there is no brother or sister, what kind of life you will have in the future."

Child painting, "..."

"You have to be alone, or find your brother to be a bad luck. It is your choice." Yuling said, "Hey, this is the power of early birth, one more choice, isn't it?"

Child painting, "..."

Bell burning, "..."

Big and small, you still have a set of kids!

Children's flat flat mouth, small akimbo, "You want to scare me, I will not give in. In short, I don't want a younger brother, don't want a sister, you dare to live, I will... run away from home!"

The night mausoleum pointed to the thick document, the language of the three countries.

"Read all the documents, don't understand, ask, go to work with me every day, I will ask people to teach you management and economics, those useless vocals, you don't have to learn."

Child painting, "..."

Life is dark! ! !

Good luck! ! ! !

(End of this chapter)