The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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When the car reached the downstairs of Gu's group, the children of Ye Xicheng paid the money, then climbed off the car and entered the Gu's group.

"Now the children are against the sky." The driver's uncle said he watched the children of Ye Xicheng enter and then started the car to leave.

The children of Ye Xicheng entered the Gus Group. It was time to work, so there were many people coming in.

Ye Xicheng's little boy's body was quickly squeezed aside.

But he didn't care, he had to wait for Gu Juxi to come.

It's just that Ye Xicheng's children didn't see Gu Juxi coming in at ten o'clock. The little guy's brow frowned, and ran to the front desk with a little foot and a crunchy opening, shouting, "Sister."

The sister in front of the stage froze for a moment, and then looked down to see the children of Ye Xicheng, "What's the matter, little brother?"

"I want to find Gu Juxi." The children of Ye Xicheng saw their sister looking at him, and then they put their toes down and were very tired.

The young lady at the front desk probably hasn't seen anyone who dares to call their president's name so directly, especially if this little Maruko takes a closer look, it is true with their president-it seems!

The young lady at the front desk came out of the front desk, crouched down and looked at the child Ye Xicheng: "Children, what's your name? What's the matter with our president?"

"I was just looking for Gu Juxi, can my sister tell me how to get there?" Ye Xicheng's children became impatient and frowned tightly.

"Our president is now in a meeting. Maybe you have no time to meet you, or you tell me what you are looking for our president, or I tell your family, let your family come to pick you up, OK?" Miss Sister still said softly With.

"My dad's name is Gu Juxi, you let him pick me up." Ye Xicheng said with a small neck in his mouth.

The young lady at the front desk was choked.

The son of their president?

This is a bit embarrassing.

Even when she arrived late, she knew that six years ago, after the death of the president ’s wife, their president had never found a woman. How could there be such a big son?

Although this little ball is really similar to their president.

"Children, why don't I make a phone call with Assistant Wen first?" She dared not neglect to run to the face of this little ball.

In case she is really the prince of the president's house, she is done.

"Okay." Ye Xicheng nodded seriously. Assistant Wen was Gu Juxi's special assistant. Mommy said that this uncle Wen's status is also very high.

At this time, the cultural assistant was also in the conference room. In the past six years, the rare president has gone out again, planning to organize this river well.

The assistant received a call from the younger sister at the front desk and almost broke the pen in her hand. "President's-" Assistant Assistant said, shutting up in a hurry, and then whispered, "I'm going down now, you keep that first Child. "Assistant Wen finished, and got up directly," President, I have something to go out first. "

Gu Juxi turned his pen in his hand and gave him a cold look, indicating that he could get out.

Assistant Wen really went downstairs with running and rolling.

When the assistant went downstairs, the children of Ye Xicheng were carrying their little schoolbags under their small frowns, waiting a little impatiently.

Assistant: "..."

This kid, he really met.

"Your mommy is Ye Yuwei?" Assistant Wen lowered his body and looked at the reduced version of the president in front of him. Although he confirmed it, he asked.

"Uncle Wen, where is Gu Juxi?" The children of Ye Xicheng asked with a direct opening.

The assistant assistant smiled. The child was clever. An uncle Wen answered his question, proving that his mum had said to himself that he was definitely Ye Yuwei.

The president met his opponent this time.

Still a reduced version of him.

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