It's time for school to start.

In the golden autumn of September, the mountains are filled with the fragrance of fallen leaves and ripe fruits.

Ye Jiaqi distributed books and homework to the children outside the classroom. There were no volunteers this year, and the teachers in the village were still the same old people.

There are many children but few teachers. Principal Wang teaches several subjects alone.

"On a happy occasion, Mr. Qiao has donated a lot of books and school supplies, as well as tableware and food." Principal Wang ran over sweating.

Ye Jiaqi narrowed his eyes. There was a car parked not far away, and someone was moving things to the orphanage.

"I know, I'll make a note of it." Ye Jiaqi is also responsible for the school's financial affairs.

Things were moved into the orphanage box by box.

Children love having strangers over because they always bring a lot of things.

The children stood at the entrance of the village, looking eagerly.

The breeze blew the strands of hair around Ye Jiaqi's ears. She liked to see the happy eyes of her children.

…

Qiao Group, President's Office.

The female secretary from the secretariat came over to report to Josnian about the flow of the company's charitable funds. Josnian listened and answered the phone.

After the report, Josnian also finished answering the phone calls.

"President, please sign." The female secretary handed over the document.

Josnian flipped through it casually, signed his name, and asked her some purchasing questions.

Before he finished asking, Josnian's cell phone rang again.

"Hi." Josnian lowered his voice.

"The people downstairs won't let me in." It was Qiao Chengfan, who had just returned from school.

"What did you tell people?"

"I said I am your son."

Josnian rubbed his forehead: "Okay, I understand. I'll have someone go down to pick you up. Are you alone?"

"Um."

Josnian hung up the phone, glanced at the female secretary in front of him, and asked her to go downstairs to pick up Qiao Chengfan.

The female secretary smiled brightly, agreed and left.

Qiao Chengfan sat on a chair in the hall and looked around.

The building is new. I heard it was a new building bought by Lao Qiao. There are many employees, and everyone is busy walking in front of him.

Qiao Chengfan was carrying a schoolbag and was a little unfamiliar with this place.

This is an office building and there are no children here. He is the only one and stands out among the crowd.

The beautiful woman at the front desk kept looking at him and whispered: "Is he really the president's son?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard that the president is married..."

"Yes, isn't it said that our president is unmarried? If he is unmarried, how can such an older child come to be? But if you look closely, he looks exactly like the president."

"I've never met the president."

"I've seen him before. I saw him once during a meeting. He's so handsome that people can't take their eyes away. Don't tell me, this kid really looks like the president. Isn't he really the son of the president's family?"

"Maybe, why don't we send him up?"

Qiao Chengfan heard a few words and turned to look at them.

I don’t know if he has an innate aura, but the little women at the front desk suddenly didn’t dare to speak and lowered their heads to do things.

Qiao Chengfan said calmly: "My father has been married a long time ago, don't you all know?"

A woman sneered, shook her head, and said cautiously: "We only do our duties and will not inquire about the president's personal affairs."

"Oh, it's not your problem."

It's Lao Qiao's problem.

The old fox never made it public at all.

Not sincere.

He deserved it if Qiqi left him.
Chapter completed!