The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Quan Man was upset when he looked at the staff member, "I see, get out of here!"

The staff's eyes darkened, gritted his teeth and swallowed a grievance. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Quan Man again.

"Wait a minute! I ask you, is my father back?"

The staff stagnated, then shook his head, "Mr. President has not returned to the mansion since last night, he has been at the temporary office of the Cabinet Government."

"I didn't come back last night? What did you do?" Quan Man asked.

The staff continued to shook their heads, "Not long after the general manager took office, his work has been very busy. This time it should be because the public speech was suddenly advanced, so I can't get busy with a lot of things."

Quan Man thought for a while, nodded slowly, and then let the staff member leave.

Hearing what the staff said, the anxiety in her heart was slightly eliminated.

It should be too busy, so I didn't take care of her.

I'm going to give a speech tomorrow, and I can tell her how to do it tomorrow morning at the latest.

She couldn't make it by herself. As for the precautions, she is learning public relations etiquette, how can it be difficult to get her in that kind of scene?

Bian Zhenqiang and Secretary Zhu must know this, so they didn't arrange for someone to come to her.

It doesn't matter, these are trivial matters. Anyway, after tomorrow, she is the veritable first daughter of the empire.

And that Qin Baozhu...

Thinking of Qin Baozhu, Quan Man frowned again.

Back to the room, took out his mobile phone, and called Dong Qing again.

After a few calls have passed, they are still not connected. She started an information bombardment, and one message after another was sent to Dong Qing's cell phone.

At this time, in the temporary general office, Bian Zhenqiang's desk constantly rang the vibrating sound of the mobile phone.

After Bian Zhenqiang signed the last document, he picked up the phone and turned on the screen.

Pieces of information came into his eyes instantly.

【what's wrong with you? do you died? How are things done for you? Did Qin Baozhu get his hair, nails and blood? Why don't you return to me! 】

[Quickly reply to me! 】

[Bian Zhenqiang's public speech has been advanced to tomorrow, so, if nothing else, tomorrow he will officially announce that I am the number one gold medalist. If you don’t reply to me, after tomorrow, don’t blame me for being rude! 】

[Don’t forget the agreement between us, what do you mean by not replying to me like this! Although there is no need for a paternity test for the time being, Bian Zhenqiang will do it again on a whim. I have to use those things and take the initiative! 】

[Quickly reply to me! Are you dead! 】

【……】

Bian Zhenqiang blankly flipped through the messages, which were all sent from one person, Quan Man.

And the mobile phone he was holding was Dong Qing's.

He clicked on the dialog box, and tapped his large finger on the phone screen.

Soon, Quan Man got a message from Dong Qing's mobile phone.

She hurriedly clicked and checked.

【tomorrow】

"Tomorrow?" Quan Man looked at the screen of the phone, condensing his eyebrows slightly.

She had so many phone calls, and in the end this guy returned her with these two words.

Are you telling her that you will give her things tomorrow?

No matter what, just return her message.

After getting a reply from Dong Qing, Quan Man's mental arithmetic was completely put down.

She will go to bed early tonight, and she will stand in front of the world with a radiant face tomorrow.