The uncle was very excited about what he was talking about. He didn't know if Qiao Chengfan understood it or not, but he kept talking to Qiao Chengfan anyway.

"Young master, this is our technical department. This is the big data research center, which mainly supports the group's various data operations and maintenance..."

Qiao Chengfan wanted to cover his ears.

Is it okay if he doesn't inherit the company?

He just wanted to take a walk, not listen to this.

Just as the uncle continued to talk, Qiao Chengfan raised his head with an innocent look on his face: "Uncle, is there anything interesting?"

"Ah?" The man was stunned for a moment, "There's nothing interesting in the company. Why don't you go to the restaurant?"

"Not going."

What’s so good about the restaurant?

On the other hand, when people in the company saw a child who looked very similar to the president, they would poke their heads out from time to time, and everyone would lower their voices and whisper.

Qiao Chengfan didn't like being looked at by others, so he frowned: "Then go to uncle's office to play."

"Okay, but there's nothing interesting in my office. I'm sorry, young master."

"It's okay."

Qiao Chengfan followed the man into a small office. The desk was full of documents. There was really nothing interesting about it.

"Young Master, let me pour you a cup of tea."

"I would like Internet access."

"Ah? This..." The man was a little embarrassed, "Does the president agree?"

He has never been a father, and he doesn't know if adults today allow children to play online. He doesn't dare to bring up the president's young master.

"He doesn't care about me," Qiao Chengfan said.

"Oh, okay, what do you want to play? There are no games on my computer. We are not allowed to play games during working hours. We have intranet control. How about Solitaire? Minesweeper?"

"..." Qiao Chengfan looked at the sky and reluctantly agreed, "Okay..."

So, Qiao Chengfan seriously sat in front of his computer and played Minesweeper.

He held his chin, showing no interest.

The young man poured a cup of hot tea for Qiao Chengfan, watched Qiao Chengfan play for a while, and then said: "Young master, I will go to another department to get some documents. You wait for me here while I close the door."

"Okay..." Qiao Chengfan was very obedient.

The man felt that this child was very worry-free, did not act like a rich second generation, and did not look spoiled. He was very sensible and obedient, and he was very pleased.

He closed the door calmly.

As soon as the door closed, Qiao Chengfan turned off Minesweeper and opened the group's intranet.

There was nothing special in the group's intranet, it was all about company introductions, business introductions, recruitment information, etc. Qiao Chengfan was not interested, so he glanced at it and clicked on the company forum.

There is nothing special in the forum, except for holiday notices, personnel notifications, team building activities, etc., there is nothing special. Occasionally there will be a few gossipy posts about a certain technician and a certain clerk getting along...

Qiao Chengfan glanced at it, held his chin, and blinked.

There was plenty of sunshine in the office, and the fine rays of light shone on his body. Qiao Chengfan's white T-shirt was dyed a layer of golden yellow.

He tapped his little fingers on the keyboard and turned on his mobile phone.

Ten minutes later, the young man came back and opened the door.

He put the file on the desk, glanced at Qiao Chengfan, and then looked at the computer desktop: "Young master, are you still playing Minesweeper? Do you like playing this?"

"I don't like it, but you have nothing else for me to play with."

"..." The corner of the man's mouth twitched, too.

He asked an idiot question.
Chapter completed!