Domineering CEO Is My Son

In just a few days, Mr. Kang seemed to suddenly become the backbone of the workers' association.

Signing a labor contract requires a series of operations such as reducing working hours, improving benefits, and vaccinations. If you do it decently, you are almost shouting slogans to fight for the interests of workers.

Teacher Xiao Liu couldn't help asking: "Kangkang, where did you know this knowledge?"

It's not surprising for children to say anything, because they dare to say anything. What is strange is where they got these things from?

President Kang took a lollipop in his mouth, pulled it out, and sighed, his little face was full of vicissitudes: "It's all experience."

Teacher Xiao Liu stared at the kid who was lonely when he took a lollipop out of the cigarette. What experience can a 4-year-old kid have?

Teacher Xiao Liu told the young couple about this matter.

"Experience?" The young couple pondered these two words. What experience can he have?

Yue Qin was the first to perceive the so-called experience, and only felt that his son's ability to capture information in this world was very strong.

"When I was expelled, I took him to the union once, and also to the labor arbitration. It may be that he heard something while talking between us and wrote it down."

This is the so-called experience.

Now everyone understood that it turned out to be learned in these places, but Yue Qin realized a problem. If the child still remembers the first time he went to the trade union, does that mean that he still remembers that? Thing?

The more Qin thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. His son started to talk and changed his personality, all after that happened.

Yue Qin thought about finding an opportunity to talk to his son, he didn't want that incident to be a shadow of his son.

"Did you encounter any fun things in school today?"

As Yue Qin spoke, he took a white casserole out of the cupboard above. Xia Sheng had to work overtime today and had not come back. Yue Qin took the child home and prepared to make a hot pot of Mandarin Duck Pot.

Mr. Kang looked at this white casserole. If he remembers correctly, they used a black iron pan for cooking. There is a special pot for cooking, a special pot for stewing soup, and a special pot for frying fish.

It's a brand new pot now, where did so many pots come from?

"Baby, Dad is talking to you."

"There is nothing fun in school."

"How about classmates and teachers? Didn't you encounter any interesting things?"

"No, it's all boring."

Actually it is not. There are also funny things. Several children in the class call the teacher as their mother at every turn, and there is also the teacher, the little parrot, who is so awesome that he has fought for the little parrot.

But he can't say that he is not a kid who tells his parents what happened at school as soon as he gets home.

He is not even a child, nor is he a child of this family.

Yue Qin did not force his son, so he had to say no. He looked at the child standing on the side, took a vegetable pot from the side, and took the other's small bench to the kitchen—

"Peel the cabbage and wash it," said the big dad.

Yue Qin looked at this little boy. The child was wearing a red sweater that his mother bought with a **** heart on it, which looked like a standard child.

He thought of what the kindergarten teacher said, that children have leadership skills in schools, like union members, or elites.

Yue Qinxin said that it is really hard to imagine how such a small child can become a trade union elite and protect the labor rights of the school animal teacher. He really can't imagine the scene.

The child looked at the vegetable bowl for a while, a small cabbage, seven or eight shiitake mushrooms, and two handfuls of enoki mushrooms.

The child raised his head and asked, "Is there a salary?"

Yue Qin raised his eyebrows and said to his heart, okay, now there is no need to imagine.

"Do you give me money for the hot pot for a while?" Yue Qin said.

The child encountered Waterloo for the first time in the history of his own salary, and he sat down on the small bench.

The little hand broke the cabbage half and half in the water, and still refused to accept this Waterloo. This is a silly big dad who can’t lose to him. I’m going to struggle again: "Dad, I’m only 4 years old this year. , You can’t ask me for food, because you have an obligation to nurture me."

Yue Qin turned his head and looked at the child: "This is what the kindergarten children taught you?"

"Your kindergarten children are really knowledgeable." Yue Qin couldn't help but sigh. There are children who know how to touch porcelain and some children who know Nezha.

"Then, dad, can I have a salary? There is no need to pay too much, just a basic salary of one or two thousand."

"One or two thousand?"

"I can help you wash the vegetables every night." When Mr. Kang asked the little parrot teacher for a salary, he decided to earn a little money.

"Baby, what is the name of the place where Mom and Dad and you are formed?"

Mr. Kang took the cabbage leaves one after another seriously.

Mr. Kang looked at the neat cabbage leaves he bought with satisfaction, and then began to wash the mushrooms.

He didn't want to answer this question, but he still spoke: "Home."

"Then mom, dad and baby are both family members. Dad does not need to be paid for cooking, and mother does not need to be paid for cooking. Why does the baby need to be paid for washing dishes?"

Mr. Kang, who stepped into the opponent's trap, looked aggrieved.

Well, the same salary for the same work.

Is this still the big dad who is pure-minded and righteous?

Yue Qin had listened to the whole process of Teacher Xiao Liu saying how his son pitted the head of the garden, so he used it a little bit.

Mr. Kang didn't know that it was his own logic that defeated his own logic.

"Well, then I don't need salary." Mr. Kang gave in.

"Baby, dad asks you something good?"

"You say, if I can answer, I will answer."

"Do you remember Dad's previous boss?" Yue Qin said, "It's the boss that everyone else wants to tell him that Mr. Kang is a good boss."

President Kang was stunned for a moment. In fact, he did not remember what happened that night. He drank alcohol at the time. He only remembered that he fired the minister of the security department. Of course, the main reason was because he was not his own.

"Baby?" Yue Qin shouted when he saw the child panicked.

"I don't remember." Mr. Kang didn't want to think about that night. He couldn't help but want to avoid it: "Dad, can we not mention that night?"

"Okay, Dad will not mention it. If the baby wants to tell the father and the other about the night, Dad will be there anytime."

Mr. Kang fell down and washed the mushrooms twice.

When he finished washing all the dishes in the vegetable bowl, he got a complimenting look from the big dad.

Mr. Kang doesn't know how the father and son of other people's family get along, but it shouldn't be cooking and washing vegetables.

The kitchen is very clean, the white marble exudes a warm light, and the flames on the gas stove are ringing, telling the pace of a warm life.

At this moment, Mr. Kang felt so truly that none of this belonged to him. He didn't know why he appeared in this child's body.

But he knew that none of this belonged to him.

The big dad was cutting beef rolls, and at once, the thin beef rolls were piled on the white plate next to him.

"The baby is a little absent-minded today. Did you miss your mother? Mom is working overtime and will be back soon."

Mr. Kang gave a cry, glanced at the big dad, wiped his hands, and walked out. Suddenly he didn't want to stay here.

"Dad, I went to play outside."

"go Go."

Dad Dad cut another piece of mutton. The mutton was probably frozen before, and it is now in an unthawed state. You will hear a rustling sound when you cut it.

There seemed to be a rustling voice in Mr. Kang's heart. He walked a few steps and saw the big dad raise his head to look at him.

The big dad's eyes are a kind of flowing love, very gentle, not strong, as if it would not hurt anyone.

He suddenly understood that when he sneaked out for the first time, the big dad took him to become a taxi driver. The late-night girl was afraid of the big dad, but just saw his eyes and relaxed.

He really loves his children very much.

The young couple love their children very much.

If you find that your child is missing, you will be very sad.

President Kang sighed. The plan he had planned to find a way to get back into his body was shelved. He wanted to find their real son first.

First of all, will the real well-off man sleep in his body now? Is it similar to dual personality?

Mr. Kang sighed and began to search in the room. He was going to search for some children's old things to see if he could wake him up.

On the inner wall of the study, there is a whole wall of photos hanging from the top of the teenager girl in blue and white school uniforms to the men and women in wedding suits, to the family of three holding the children, the children in their arms are slowly Grow up.

The young couple has been by his side. Mr. Kang looked at these photos, knocked on his head, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, are you in there?"

There is no response, it seems that looking at the photos is not enough, then what kind of stimulation is needed to determine if there is a sleeping soul in this body?

Mr. Kang never thought that one day he would think about such a metaphysical problem.

"Buzzing--"

The big dad's cell phone rang next to him.

"Dad, your phone rang."

"You can pick it up for Dad, and say Dad will call him back in a while." Yue Qin was frying the crispy meat and couldn't get away.

Mr. Kang picked up his mobile phone and saw the caller ID--

Old Liu.

As soon as I connected, I heard a happy voice over there: "Brother Yue, I can tell you the good news. Feiyue Group is going to hold a board meeting to elect a new CEO. That **** who is forcing your son to call the boss will soon not be The boss."