Oops, overslept!

"Birth? No way? Didn't you say it was adopted?"

"Why not? Do you think that young master looks very similar to the big boss? Maybe he was really born by the big boss."

"Come on, everyone knows that the prototype of the big boss is a black griffin. Have you seen the photo of the young master? Brown! It doesn't look like the blood of the Melved family. Do you believe this?"

The employee who spoke before was at a loss for words, and she just listened at the door before she couldn't help but come back and tell her colleagues about it. Hearing what she said, she knew in her heart that she couldn't believe it, so she just said bluntly: "Just Shouldn’t the child not be like his father like his mother?”

"That 'mother' isn't of the griffin kind."

Now, the employee finally had nothing to say.

But another topic was brought up again.

"What race is our proprietress?"

"Didn't he say he was a humanoid race? Judging by his appearance and name, the blood of the ancestors of the Earth people must be very strong."

"Huh? How did I hear that it is a non-human race?"

"Who did you hear?"

"Just my aunt, she is a staff member of Stanfarud University, responsible for managing student files, she told me when he came to my house last time - don't say I said this, if the school knows Yes, she will be punished."

"I know I know, I promise not to say - do you know what race it is?"

"I forgot what it was called, but I only remember that it was a small bird with a small size and no fighting power. I heard that their species is almost extinct."

"Small bird? How small?"

"It's about the same size as this plate of colorful-tailed pheasants."

Paint-tailed pheasant is a relatively common poultry. They are small in size, but they are easy to raise and grow fast, and the meat is very tender. Most people in the Federation like to eat it.

On today's dining table, there is a dish cooked with pheasants. It is served as a cold dish before the meal, so when everyone heard what she said, they looked at the dish in unison. So there is no one to chopsticks, and the dishes are still intact.

A whole painted-tailed pheasant was originally not big, but now it looks even smaller on the table after being made into a dish without its gorgeous feathers.

"That's really small."

"If it's so small, it shouldn't be of earthling blood, right? Didn't it mean that the earthlings at that time had only one form? Maybe the ancestors were of monster bloodline."

"But as for monsters, they should only like the strong, right? This race has won the strong of other races?"

"Just look at his name. It should be a monster of the paternal line. Such monsters don't necessarily only like the strong. The aesthetics of men and women are very different."

"That is also possible, but if the prototype is small, then it means that there is no way to talk to the big boss..."

"Oh, what are you talking about? You dare to say this kind of thing here. What if you hear it!"

"Yes, yes, but think about it..."

"Don't think about it, shut up! The big boss is about to give a speech!"

Zu Yu didn't know that someone used his false identity to talk about something, and even talked about some kind of disharmony. He was holding the little griffin and sitting in the front seat with Cecil. In addition to them and the butler, there are several sensible people and their family members.

Although they are sensible, the shares of these people in Cecil's company are actually very small. 90.00% of the shares of the entire group are in the hands of Cecil. .

So it was the first time Zu Yu saw them when he went in and out of Cecil's company building.

What made Zu Yu more concerned was that one of the directors was carrying a woman who should be his daughter, who always looked at him with implied hostility.

Pay attention to the way she looked at Cecil, and Zu Yu understood that this was another Cecil's admirer.

The dining table of the annual meeting is a long Western-style table, which is arranged in a row in a way that spreads out like a gossip diagram. There are seats on the left and right sides of the long table, and there are no people sitting in the front and back. The surrounding stage is slightly higher. Of course, employees who sit too far away can only see the above program clearly through virtual projection.

The woman with hostile eyes was sitting diagonally across from them, and when the other party showed him a hostile look again, Zu Yu suddenly turned his head to meet her eyes, and just looked at her quietly. After the other party was full of guilt, he showed a smug smile that was enough to piss him off.

No matter how sharp your eyes are, the person who should be mine is still mine, and you can't take it away.

Most of Cecil's attention was on Zu Yu, so naturally he didn't miss his little move, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he didn't mean to disturb him at all.

Cecil gave Zu Yu a brief introduction, and was notified by Jessica to give a speech.

As soon as he came on stage, everyone fell silent. First, it was a rare opportunity to see the big boss. It is true to take advantage of this time to see more. Second, it was because this was their big boss, so don't be quiet. Not to mention what the big boss above thinks, the boss sitting with them will definitely make them look good.

Cecil's speech was as concise as he gave people's impression, and he was concise and clear, but he finished his speech in a few minutes, and he had already stepped off the stage amidst a burst of applause.

This also announces that the food is ready to be served!

Before Cecil said that the performances at the annual meeting are generally prepared by each department, but in fact it is not always the case, except that some of the performances are indeed prepared by the employees themselves, and the rest are invited professional teams and stars. Helping out——Cecil didn't know, it was entirely because he had never paid attention to these things, and every time he finished his speech and stepped off the stage, his attention would be shifted to discussing the company's development with a few sensible people, and he didn't pay attention at all There are some performances on stage.

But today the whole family is here, and Cecil consciously puts all the work aside.

Today's opening performance is a classic song sung by a famous singer. It is a singer like Zu Yu who is familiar with monsters who don't know anything about today's entertainment industry except gossip. I asked Cecil, but the latter didn't know who it was than him.

After staring wide-eyed for a moment, Zu Yu decisively turned his head to discuss this issue with the housekeeper.

The food here is delicious, and the show is also very exciting. Although Cecil can chat to death, isn’t there a butler there, and other directors make a few words from time to time, Zu Yu lives quite comfortably.

Especially when it came to the lottery draw, the atmosphere of the audience was mobilized. The lottery draw was also carried out in sections, and because there were too many employees, the number of winners in the lottery draw was more than Zu Yu thought. Only the third prize There are twenty winners, ten second prize winners and five first prize winners.

In other words, Cecil said that the reward for the first prize is a house. In fact, it is not one set, but five sets!

Really rich!

It's a pity that Zu Yu is not an employee under his banner, and the lottery has nothing to do with him, so he can only watch the excitement.

The first third prize draw started about 10 minutes into the annual meeting. The people in charge of drawing the prizes were several company executives, most of whom Zu Yu had met, including Jessica and Holden. The one he is most familiar with.

And the second prize was drawn by those sensible people, half an hour after the annual meeting started.

After the second prize was announced, Zu Yu thought of something belatedly. He poked Cecil beside him, and asked him in a low voice when he turned his head: "You should have drawn the first prize." Bar?"

"should be."

"What should it be?"

Cecil whispered: "I usually didn't stay that long before, I don't know how they deal with it."

The first prize didn’t start until the end of the annual meeting—this was probably due to the fact that the most important reward was put at the end because some employees left after eating and the scene was not good.

However, they have a big boss who will leave after a short stay. In previous years, the lottery session that should have been in charge of him was basically done by the host.

But this year, they saw that Cecil seemed to wait until the end to leave, so they immediately revised the arrangement, and they had to let Cecil come to the stage to draw a prize.

In the end Cecil went up, but it wasn't him who drew the lottery.

——He carried the little griffin onto the stage together.

The lucky draw at the annual meeting is a specially made red cardboard box. In order to show fairness and justice, the side facing the crowd is transparent, and you can see the small card with the number printed inside.

Cecil asked the little griffin to touch a few cards from the inside, the little griffin understood what he meant, blinked his big eyes, grinned and bent down from his waist, the little chubby hand stretched in, and the circle on the top of the box hole.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone and the camera, the chubby little hand reached in and grabbed it hard—it caught nothing!

The lottery box was too big, and the little short hand of the little griffin was not fully extended, so it couldn't reach the cards below.

The little griffin came out empty-handed, looked blankly at his little hand that hadn't caught anything, then looked at the lottery box, and finally wrinkled his little nose and stared at Cecil.

You lied again!

The people in the audience clearly caught the changing and rich expressions on his face, and immediately laughed - anyway, the big boss couldn't see who was laughing below.

The host next to him leaned over with a suppressed smile and helped lift the lottery box.

Cecil's eyes were full of helplessness, and he hugged the little griffin closer to the lottery box: "You try again."

The little griffin looked at him suspiciously, then looked at Zu Yu under the stands, and with the encouragement of Zu Yu's nod, he stretched out his hand again.

This time he caught it, but because he grabbed too many cards, he got stuck on the round hole. After pulling a few cards away, he caught a crumpled card.

The card was taken away by Cecil, who motioned for him to continue.

The little griffin drew two more cards, and in the end a total of six cards were drawn, one more than the originally planned five.

The host who put down the lottery box deliberately avoided the microphone and asked him in a low voice: "Do you want to put one back?"

"Need not."

Naturally, he took care of the troubles caused by his own cubs, and if there is one more, he can still afford a house.

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