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"Hi Mr. Zhao!"

"Good evening Mr. Zhao—"

Several female employees passing by in the lobby saw this handsome and mature man, although they knew his orientation, they still blushed and greeted him.

Zhao Xianghai simply agreed, and took the elevator upstairs.

As soon as the elevator door opened, the assistant who had been waiting came up: "Mr. Zhao, you are here."

"Well," Zhao Xianghai handed him the things, "Is everyone here for the meeting?"

"It's all here," the assistant nodded, and handed over a document, "This is a few project documents that will be discussed later, please go through it first."

Zhao Xianghai took the document and glanced at it.

When he saw a certain name, his brows frowned.

Seeing his solemn expression, the assistant's heart skipped a beat: "Mr. Zhao, is there a problem?"

"Pen."

Zhao Xianghai said coldly.

The assistant hurriedly handed him a signature pen.

Zhao Xianghai took a pen, brushed, and circled the same name in several projects.

It's the starlet's name.

"Kick this person out of all my investment projects." Zhao Xianghai stuffed the information back into the assistant's hands, "Whether he plays a leading role or a supporting role, he will be kicked out and replaced."

The assistant was surprised: "You are..."

"Xiao Ye likes to praise him, so he spends his own money to support him. Does this little star still think of me to take advantage of resources? Just dream." Zhao Xianghai sneered.

The assistant swallowed with Gudong, and complied.

Mr. Xiao took care of this little star specially, and he wanted to give more resources and support. Now Mr. Xiao and Mr. Zhao are having a quarrel, and his assistant is caught in the middle, just like the famous one in mathematics... The pinching theorem, both ends hit a wall , difficult to do.

Zhao Xianghai looked at the assistant's troubled expression, and said with a light smile, "Do you think it's irrational for me to mix up business and personal affairs?"

The little assistant was taken aback, and shook his head like a rattle.

Zhao Xianghai patted him on the shoulder, and his voice was low and magnetic: "Don't lie, because I know what I'm doing. I handle things prudently and distinguish between public and private, but when dealing with these people, I tend to be mean and selfish. I didn't find anyone to refrigerate him , are all the good fortune of this little star who has been begging for thousands of years before the Buddha."

The assistant blinked: "Mr. Zhao, I understand what you mean."

"Go ahead and do it when you understand," Zhao Xianghai turned around, "I'll wait for your report."

After finishing speaking, he straightened the sleeves of his shirt, straightened his back and walked towards the meeting room.

The meeting lasted about an hour, and by the time the meeting ended, it was already early nine o'clock.

Zhao Xianghai looked at the expensive watch on his wrist, and handed the documents in his hand to the assistant: "You take care of the rest of the work. I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

He hurried downstairs, found his car, got in, and drove away from the company quickly.

He drove to a children's dance hall.

Soft music was still playing in the dance hall, Zhao Xianghai stood at the door, quietly smoking a cigarette.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a commotion at the door, and get out of class was over.

Zhao Xianghai raised his head quickly, his eyes kept searching for a certain figure.

"Big Daddy—"

A little girl in a children's dance costume with moist eyes saw Zhao Xianghai and rushed over with a smile on her face.

Zhao Xianghai looked at the little girl, and his heart instantly calmed down.

He picked up his daughter and scratched her nose: "is Lele obedient today?"

"Very obedient," Xiao Lele smiled, "The dance teacher praised me for making great progress!"

When Zhao Xianghai saw his daughter, he smiled very gently.

Xiao Lele is his daughter.

It was his... unrelated daughter.

In the second year when he and Xiao Ye were together, Xiao Ye's brother and sister-in-law died on the spot in a car accident, and their newborn daughter, Xiao Lele, passed into Xiao Ye's hands.

Xiao Ye is a rough-headed person who simply doesn't have the ability and patience to raise children.It can be said that Xiao Lele was brought up by Zhao Xianghai.

Regardless of blood relationship, it is not too much to say that they are biological father and daughter.

Zhao Xianghai got into the car with Xiao Lele in his arms. Xiao Lele twisted her body, put the pink schoolbag in front of her, and blinked her big bright eyes: "Big Daddy, where's Second Daddy?"

Out of distinction, Xiao Lele is usually called Zhao Xianghai's eldest father and Xiao Ye's second father.

When Zhao Xianghai heard Xiao Lele ask about Xiao Ye, hesitation flashed across his face.

Afterwards, he put away his expression and rubbed Xiao Lele's little head with a smile: "Second Dad has a job today and has to work overtime. I'm afraid Lele won't be able to see him tonight."

Xiao Lele pursed her mouth: "Second Dad is always so busy..."

Seeing Xiao Lele's aggrieved look, Zhao Xianghai felt sour.

Lele, your second father is more than busy.

Your second father is busy with work, pampering and flirting with people outside, how can he not be busy?

It doesn't matter though.

Zhao Xianghai's Adam's apple rolled, suppressed the strange emotions in his heart, tried his best, and smiled gently at his daughter: "Don't worry, Lele, Big Daddy will always be with you, huh?"

Only then did Xiao Lele laugh.

Afterwards, the little girl rummaged through her schoolbag for a while, found a picture, and handed it to Zhao Xianghai: "Look, Daddy!"

"What is this?" Zhao Xianghai took it in doubt.

"This is my art homework for today. I am No.1. The art teacher praised me for painting well and gave me 99 points!"

Zhao Xianghai looked down and saw that it was a painting painted with crayons.

The blue crayon paints the color of the sky, and there are houses, trees and flowers in the background.

A girl with ponytails stood in the middle, and two tall men held her hand, standing on both sides, looking like a family.

Very sweet painting.

"For eldest dad," Xiao Lele seemed to have stars in his eyes, "Eldest dad and second dad will always be with Lele and stay with Lele."

Zhao Xianghai stared at the painting for a long, long time.

Afterwards, he put away the painting, folded it solemnly, put it in his briefcase, lowered his head and kissed Xiao Lele's head: "Yes."