My Daughter Seems to Have a Big Problem

Perhaps because she noticed that the atmosphere was different from before, Chu Chu made a farewell gesture, and ran to the porch to change her shoes in desperation. After changing her shoes, she thought about it, and then ran to Cheng Jialan's side again and gave Cheng Jialan a "bang" A kiss on the face:

"Come on, Dad!"

After finishing speaking, before Cheng Jialan could react, he rushed to the garden, opened the iron gate and slipped away.

"This kid..." Cheng Jialan wiped the drool off her face with a tissue, and murmured, "You don't even know what happened, but you still ask me to cheer..."

Although she said so, Cheng Jialan felt a lot more relaxed in her heart. She picked up her phone and checked the time before getting up and going out.

"No. 33, Ma Dong Street."

As soon as he got in the car, Cheng Jialan reported this address, and the driver still had a deep memory of this address, so he quickly started the car and drove in the direction of Ma Dong Street.

While in the car, Cheng Jialan was still struggling with how to explain the situation to Xiao Yingcao.

Because according to the information he learned, Xiao Yingcao's parents may have died in a mine disaster a few years ago.

And the pension that was supposed to support Xiao Yingcao's life was also concealed by the unscrupulous boss.

As for her parents, they were regarded as orphans with no relatives, and after being cremated, they were hastily buried in the mountains.

According to Yan Didi's description, the mine owner is willing to pay two million in exchange for the client not to appeal. Although the appeal can also get compensation, it will be much less than this.

Cheng Jialan also felt a little sad in her heart, two lives were only worth so much money, maybe half of Cheng Jialan's car, and even after she chose to appeal, it might only be worth...

This topic is too heavy, and Cheng Jialan is unwilling to continue thinking about it. After all, these compensations can only be roughly judged from the value that the deceased can create during his lifetime, and will not take into account a person's thoughts, emotions, and bonds. estimated.

While Cheng Jialan was thinking wildly in her seat, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure on the side of the street out of the corner of her eye.

"Pull over for a moment," Cheng Jialan patted the driver's seat, telling him to stop by the side of the road, then Cheng Jialan pressed the window and called out to a girl on the sidewalk, "Xiao Yingcao."

Hearing someone calling herself, Xiao Yingcao, who was walking with her head down, still couldn't believe it. She looked up to the source of the voice, and found Cheng Jialan in the car. After a little hesitation, she walked towards the car past.

"Student Lin, you are looking for me..."

As soon as Xiao Yingcao opened her mouth, she was interrupted.

"Get in the car." After Cheng Jialan opened the car door, she sat down a little bit inside, making way for Xiao Yingcao to come out.

"Get in the car." Seeing Xiao Yingcao still in a daze, Cheng Jialan sighed, "There is news."

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Yingcao's heart trembled. She looked at Cheng Jialan's expression, as if she had sensed something, she bit her lower lip lightly, and got into the car.

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"Boss Yan, Boss Yan, I really beg you to let me go this time. It won't do us any good to keep making trouble like this. We are all in business, so don't embarrass each other."

Yan Didi was sitting on the seat, playing with a silver coin in his hand, the shiny silver coin was flying up and down in his hand, but the speech of the big fat man in front of him made him feel bored for no reason.

"Snapped--"

Yan Didi's whole demeanor changed, and his brows were full of impatience: "I've said it, I don't have the final say on this matter."

The crisp sound of silver coins made Fatty Dong tremble, his upper body clothes were already drenched in cold sweat: "Look, can you take me to see Mr. Cheng... Let's talk face to face."

"Haha, it's easy to say, come here." Yan Didi suddenly smiled in relief, and beckoned to Fatty Dong, signaling him to come over.

Seeing this, Fatty Dong finally showed a smile on his face. After wiping off the sweat on his face with a few tissues, he hunched over and trot to Yan Didi with a smile on his back. How humble how humble.

"Do you have any favorite sports?" Yan Didi smiled and took out a bag from under the table, which looked like a golf bag.

"Uh...yes, yes," Fatty Dong was stunned for a moment, not quite sure why Yan Boss in front of him would ask such a question, his eyes rolled, and he looked at the golf ball in Yan Didi's hand Rod, hurriedly said, "Usually I prefer to play golf, but my skills are not advanced..."

Yan Didi also laughed, "The technology is not very good, let me teach you." After speaking, he pointed to the open space in front of the desk.

Fatty Dong also smiled apologetically and said, "Okay, then ask Mr. Yan for advice."

After finishing speaking, Fatty Dong stood on the open space in front of him, and when he turned around, he found that Yan Didi had already walked over with a golf club in hand.

"Mr. Yan, look, there is no ball here...Ah!!!"

Fatty Dong hadn't finished speaking when a golf club hit him head-on with the sound of breaking wind, hitting him heavily on the nose, causing blood to flow for a while.

Before Fatty Dong could react, another stick came, accompanied by Yan Didi's roar.

"cnm! I just can't understand how aggressive you are!"

boom--

Another stick hit the flesh, making a dull hitting sound.

"Damn, I don't know if I don't check. The more I check, the more I want to tear your b-face off."

The stick hit Fatty Dong's body like raindrops, but Fatty Dong didn't dare to fight back at all, he could only shrink to the ground, begging for mercy if he didn't listen.

"You're still fucking licking your face to beg for mercy, right?"

"Do you know how many families you have ruined?"

"Do you know how many children are waiting for their parents to come home!"

"Still!"

"damn it!"

"Hopeful!"

"Wait for them to go back!!!"

With the last stick, the slender golf club in Yan Didi's hand finally couldn't bear it and broke.

Chapter 34 Chapter 34 The Hidden Truth

"drop--"

The landline in front of Yan Didi's desk rang. Yan Didi, who was panting, leaned against the desk and pressed the hands-free button. A pleasant female voice came from the phone.

"Boss Yan, we're here."

"Take them to the 45th floor for a glass of water first, and I'll pick them up later." After Yan Didi finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Indifferently glanced at Fatty Dong who was curled up aside, Yan Didi threw the remaining golf club aside, and said with a nonchalant smile: "When you arrive, go wash your face and tidy up, you're like this How embarrassing to see people."

"What a man, I had to go up the stairs, and I fell down."

Then he walked to Fatty Dong, squatted down and looked at him, and said with a smile: "You say so."

"Yes... yes..." Fatty Dong propped himself up tremblingly, but he didn't dare to look in Yan Didi's direction, "Next time... next time Will pay attention...not to wrestle."

Yan Didi patted Fatty Dong's shoulder eagerly, and said with a smile, "Okay, then I'll go there first, the 45th floor, you know?"

"I heard it, I heard it."

Yan Didi also put away her smile, threw down a pass card, and walked out of the office.

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"Little sister is so pretty~ What would you like to drink?" The lady at the front desk stared at Cheng Jialan, her aunt's smile made Cheng Jialan feel goosebumps all over her body.

"Tea...milk tea." Cheng Jialan just wanted her to make a cup of her favorite tea, but quickly realized that this is a company, and Yan Didi is still there, so she immediately changed her mind and asked for a cup of what she thought was a normal little girl Will order something.

The young lady at the front desk smiled and nodded, then turned to Xiao Yingcao and asked, "What about this cute little sister~ Do you want something to drink?"

"Little sister?"

Xiao Yingcao, who was somewhat absent-minded, only realized it when she was called for the second time, and said a little dullly: "Then... have a glass of water, thank you."

"You're welcome~" After finishing speaking, the lady at the front desk took out her mobile phone and placed an order at the coffee shop on the 46th floor of the company.

I haven't been to the company for almost two years, is it already so advanced?

Cheng Jialan looked curiously at the young lady at the front desk operating her mobile phone, but soon, the sound of footsteps attracted her.

"Oh, Xiaolin, I didn't expect to see you so soon." From a distance, Yan Didi waved to this side, and then shouted again, "Didn't your Uncle Cheng come?"

Cheng Jialan shook her head, but did not answer.

After walking over, Yan Didi sat down opposite and looked at Cheng Jialan in amazement: "I'm also a child who doesn't like to talk. Is this student Xiao next to you? Hello, Student Xiao."

"You... hello!" Maybe because Xiao Yingcao was nervous, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet because she saw a person who could only be seen on TV or social media. He only dared to look down at his knees.

Looking at the girl surnamed Xiao, Yan Didi remembered the information in the document, and her heart sank.

He probably also understood why Cheng Jialan wanted to help this child despite not being related to her.

Just this jerk!I don't know where I've been running recently, and I throw everything at myself. Thinking of this, Yan Didi feels a little bit gnashing of teeth.

"Mr. Yan, I'll get some drinks first." The girl at the front desk who saw Yan Didi also seemed a little nervous, so she left after saying a word.

Yan Didi also smiled amiably and said: "Go, go, you have worked hard."

After the lady at the front desk left, the atmosphere soon became awkward.

Headache, these two people are the same as Cheng Jialan's bastard, they don't like to talk.

Especially this Cheng Lin, with the same paralyzed expression!

Yan Didi complained silently in her heart.

But after all, this topic is really not easy to talk about, and Yan Didi heard that this classmate Xiao didn't know about the death of his parents... This made Yan Didi even less sure how to start the topic.

Why b Cheng Jialan, just know how to leave the work to the master!

Yan Didi was furious, and cursed silently in her heart.

"drop--"

The sound of the automatic door being swiped by the access control card just rightly broke the silence at this moment. Yan Didi turned around and saw Fatty Dong, whose face was blue and purple, standing tremblingly by the door. Some are caught between a rock and a hard place.

"Come in." Yan Didi turned her head away slightly, her long hair pouring down, motioning Fatty Dong to sit next to her, took out a hair band from her pocket, and tied herself in a ponytail.

But Fatty Dong walked to the side, but didn't dare to sit down. After glancing at the two girls opposite, he quickly understood who the victim was.

He knelt down on the ground with a "plop" and pressed his fat body as hard as possible to stick his head to the floor: "I'm sorry, the matter about your parents was my negligence, and I will pay you twice the money. Please forgive me!!!"

Hearing this, Yan Didi only felt the veins on his forehead bulge.