After the meal, the children put their finished plates in the sink.

Qiuqiu rolled his eyes, and the child on the opposite side picked up the plate and left. He put down his chopsticks, picked up the plate and followed him, putting the plate in the sink.

The child said that the dinner plate was thrown into the water, and clapped his hands: "Li Xiang."

Li Xiang turned his head: "Why?"

Qiuqiu hooked his finger at him, "Come here."

Li Xiang doesn't know why, but most children of this age are unprepared. Although Qiuqiu has no mother, he is still the most popular child in kindergarten and the teacher's favorite.

So he leaned over obediently.

Qiuqiu: "I'll tell you a story, listen carefully..."

A soft voice came out slowly, and the deliberately lowered voice covered the milky voice. As he spoke, Li Xiang's eyes widened and his face was pale, and he suddenly cried out with a wow: "Woooo...it's scary, Mom and Dad. …”

Li Xiang touched his tears, turned his head and ran, "Teacher, teacher..."

Qiuqiu snorted and was about to leave when he turned around and saw Tongtong standing beside him with a pale face: "Qiuqiu, is the ghost story you just told true?"

The little guy has a headache: "Fake."

Qin Zhizhi had lunch at the mansion on the top of the mountain and left. Ye Yuchen was obviously displeased when he left, but he happened to have a phone call to find him.

She took the opportunity to leave.

When I was about to go home to get something, I was surrounded by people as soon as I arrived at the door.

The person in charge of Zha Lang led someone to guard the door, his face was haggard, and he cried when he saw Qin Zhizhi: "Miss Qin, please raise your hand, we were wrong, Zha Lang was wrong, if this continues, the people in the company will live No, please return the **** waves to us."

Qin Zhizhi folded his chest and raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter with me?"

The person in charge almost knelt on the ground to beg for mercy: "Miss Qin, we know we're wrong, we really know we're wrong. It's New Year's Eve, so what if our Weibo is gone, I beg you."

Qin's father happened to be walking in the garden. The company has a holiday. He is at home today.

From a distance, she saw someone kneeling at the door to her daughter.

He let out a yo, walked over to take a look, and recognized it.

Isn't this the head of Weibo?

At the end of the year, Qin's father was very busy, and he didn't notice anything on Weibo, and he didn't know why. This boss knelt down on his daughter and asked, "Boss Lai, what are you doing?"

Seeing this, Mr. Lai quickly stood up and looked at Qin Jianwen crying: "Mr. Qin, please help me to persuade the daughter."

Father Qin stared: "what's wrong with my daughter?"

Mr. Lai cried: "She hid the company's Weibo from me!"

Qin's father looked at Qin Zhizhi: "Zhizhi, is there something like this?"

Qin Zhizhi sighed, "Yes."

Qin Jianwen: "Zhizhi's father told you that this is not kind, it can't be like this..."

Qin Zhizhi said lightly: "Weibo is now all black, scolding me, cursing me."

Father Qin's expression changed: "Yes! That's what you should do! Your Weibo is smoky. Today the star was exposed on the Internet, and tomorrow the depression suicide should disappear! It's good to disappear!"

Mr. Lai would really cry: "President Qin, you can't say that."

Father Qin: "Why can't you say that? Have you done so little on Weibo? Are there still few celebrities who have been exposed by your internet over the years, and those who have committed suicide due to depression?"

Mr. Lai was speechless, "How can this be all about our Weibo?"

Father Qin: "It's about your Weibo!"

Mr. Lai: "..."