Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

Ran Zai couldn't believe his eyes. This cute and sparkling girl in front of him turned out to be Locke's biological daughter. He blinked and the appearance of Locke appeared in his mind, with a broad forehead, a big belly, and two slender lips. Mustache, although he is about 1.7 meters tall, he looks a bit short and fat because of his figure.

But when he saw the woman named Yu Wanrou, Ran Zai laughed.

Fortunately, it is the genetic mother.

"Uncle Jean, you haven't been to our house for a long time. You can come over one day and help me with my homework."

"Xiaoyun, didn't your father not allow you to join the business department?"

Luo Ziyun immediately snorted and stamped her feet.

"No one will listen to what that fat man says. Moreover, he is a fat man who often doesn't go home and has never attended parent-teacher conferences with his daughter. He is so angry."

Yu Wanrou also echoed.

"Well, principal, please give the fat man a message. If he doesn't come home, he will be allowed to sleep on the floor when he comes back."

"That's really a disaster!"

Gene smiled, and Luo Ziyun sat on the chair, looking unhappily at the people passing by from time to time. Many of them were families attending banquets together.

"Xiaoyun, it's okay. There will still be enough time when he retires."

"Everyone was getting married at that time, and it was like this from childhood to adulthood. My mother and I were very tired."

Gene sat aside and smiled helplessly.

"By the way, principal, aren't you going to the Angus family's party tonight?"

Gene shook his head.

"Sorry, I'm waiting for a lady!"

After chatting with the mother and daughter for a while, they left. Ran Zai looked at the mother and daughter in the distance.

"If I were a woman, I wouldn't be able to bear it if my husband slept at work every day."

"you shut up."

Ran Zai squatted next to the bench, watching the people passing by cast slightly surprised glances here from time to time, but most of them were directed at Jean, who did not shy away from them and showed them with a smile.

"Are you sure she will come?"

"One hundred percent!"

Gene said, smiled, and looked into the distance.

"That's just the way Michelle is. There's nothing to be picky about in terms of her work attitude, but it's just not going to work like this!"

Ran Zai continued to open the light and shadow panel and started playing the game. The number of pedestrians on the street had gradually become less and less. Many people were rushing to Angus' house. Ran Zai clearly knew what tonight's banquet meant. This is an important dinner for businessmen to reach a consensus in the short term, and no one wants to miss this opportunity.

dong dong dong

"Come in."

Michelle stared at the door of the room. Charles opened the door and walked in, looking at Michelle with a serious expression.

"Why are you still working after you go home?"

Michelle quickly turned off the light and shadow screen, and Charles sat over, glanced at the cactus on the table, and smiled helplessly.

"I still have it, after so many years."

Michelle nodded.

"Father, if you are here for black market transactions, I'm sorry. I can't do anything and can't do it."

Michelle said clearly, and Charles nodded with emotion. He had already known it for a long time, but now that these words came out of his daughter's mouth, it was a little heart-burning. He looked at Michelle blankly.

"Perhaps this time is a reminder to us that the company will temporarily stop operations and start internal rectification!"

Charles said sadly. At this time, outside the room, Mitchell looked at the second brother and third sister with heavy expressions.

Finally, Miluer couldn't bear it anymore and turned directly into the room.

"Sister, it is true that we were wrong. We participated in the black market transaction, but eldest sister, am I your biological sister? Don't you even have the slightest affection?"

Milu became a little excited. Miguel and Mitchell walked in and held her.

"Sorry!"

Michelle's voice softened a little, but her eyes did not avoid her sister at all. She stood up and walked over slowly. Michelle was already crying.

"Sister, I know that what you told us most when we were young was not to make mistakes, but I don't want to either. The situation at home has been getting worse over the years. Please help me, eldest sister!"

Milu held Michelle's hand, Miguel lowered his head, and Charles looked out the window at the brightly lit Angus' house opposite. There were people on the entire lawn, and he smiled bitterly.

"Forget it, just go back Michelle."

Charles stood up, looked at the crying Michelle, walked over and pulled her away from Michelle.

"Okay, look at what you look like, why is such a big person crying?"

Michelle hesitated, her eyes passed through the two brothers in front of her, and she wanted to leave, but her feet seemed to have taken root and she could not take even half a step.

"I'm sorry, sister. You have told us many times, but I didn't listen."

Miguel said, Mitchell walked over and patted Michelle on the back.

"Sister, do you want to take a walk together?"

After a while, Mitchell and Michelle walked on the path of the plantation. The fields were lit with lights used to add light to the plants at night. The color was warm and yellow, and Michelle remained silent.

"Forget it, I won't tell you too much, eldest sister. Remember to take me shopping tomorrow. You may be bleeding heavily."

A smile appeared on Michelle's face and she stopped.

"Sorry!"

After Michelle finished speaking, she turned around, and Michelle stared blankly at Michelle who was walking quickly.

"Sister!"

Mitchell shouted, Michelle stopped, and he ran up quickly.

"Really. Is there really nothing you can do?"

Michelle didn't nod, and stood motionless, with a pair of hands behind her pressing her shoulders.

"Is there really nothing you can do? Sister!"

Mitchell asked again.

Michelle hesitated for a while, then raised her head and smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry! I have to be a role model for everyone in the department. I once longed to step into the hall of Congress, but when I actually stepped in, things were much more complicated than I thought. , I am very tired, very tired every day, but I have to stand there. If someone is lost in the dark night, I can stand there and they will see it. Help me and my brothers and sisters and my father to say Sorry!"

Michelle took a step forward, but Mitchell still held on to the corner of her clothes. Michelle picked up her long hair, tied it with a hair tie, and smiled slightly.

"Sister! Keep working hard!"

Mitchell let go of his hand and couldn't hold back his tears for a while. He raised his head and kept sniffing. When he was a child, Michelle often fell asleep with him on her back, and the three people in the family didn't continue talking. Maybe everyone can Understand why the eldest sister is standing there.

On the First Avenue that had just been cleaned by the servants of each family, many withered leaves could still be seen spinning in the breeze. Michelle walked quickly, and she planned to answer the general affairs department. Go, everything behind you is getting further and further away.

A wave of sadness kept rising from the bottom of her heart. She walked straight, not paying any attention to the eyes of the guests of the Angus family opposite. Her eyes moved towards the Congress Hall, where the light was always bright.

Michelle clenched her fists and quickened her pace. Files passed through her mind one by one. There were many points in them that had to be solved tonight.

What Gene said in the office this evening came up from time to time, and Locke's words were the same. The words "successor" kept hurting Michelle's heart.

Michelle knew very well that she had to be more strict, otherwise she would not be qualified to be Locke's successor.

Michelle walked faster and faster, and thousands of thoughts were intertwined in her heart. She couldn't remember how long ago she ran on this avenue every day, going to and from school, and red particles appeared around Michelle. Coming out, she quickly shuttled on the avenue, constantly avoiding the falling leaves spinning in the air.

Suddenly, a fallen leaf in front of her blocked her way. In an instant, Michelle had already turned around in a circle. She avoided the fallen leaves nimbly and continued to rush forward. However, suddenly a fallen leaf hit her on the shoulder. On the forehead.

"Good evening, miss!"

Michelle was a little surprised when she saw a hand reaching out, taking away the dead leaves from her forehead, and holding Gene in his hand with a smile on his face.

"Lord Jean, why would you."

"Are you free, ma'am?"

Gene said and bowed, Michelle looked at Gene doubtfully, but at this time Gene's expression became serious.

"0 points, miss!"

Michelle frowned slightly, not understanding what Gene wanted to say.

"You have to stand there, so let me ask you where are you standing now?"

Michelle stood up straight.

"Stand where I should stand!"

Gene nodded.

"So what's behind you?"

"family!"

Gene nodded again, turned around and held up the fallen leaves in his hand.

"Then when your family members need your help, where do you stand?"

Michelle didn't answer, but bowed and walked slowly past Jean, but Jean stood in front of Michelle.

"It's off duty now, ma'am, are you free?"

Gene extended the invitation again, and Michelle shook her head.

"There are still many things to do in the General Affairs Department."

"Indeed, many things, as high as a mountain, will always be as high as a mountain. But Michelle, when you stand on the top of the mountain, how do you feel when you see the people at the bottom of the mountain?"

Michelle looked at Jean suspiciously.

"Let's make a date together, miss!"

Gene once again formally proposed a date invitation, but Michelle was slightly shaken at this time.

"I'm sorry, Sir Jean, please allow me to refuse."

Gene smiled slightly.

"I think it's better if you agree. He's very willful. If he doesn't agree, I'll make sure you do it."

As soon as Ran Zai spoke, Michelle and Jean looked over at the same time, and he immediately covered his mouth.

"What kind of 0 points did you just say, Sir Jean?"

"Your overall performance this year is 0!"