Four-year-old milk bag: Kick away the villain brother

Three months later.

When the Zuo Group's commercial building was established in the imperial capital, it did not attract too many people's attention.

At this moment, Zuo Zhe was very busy in the president's office.

"That's Uncle Zuo Ping, right?" Zuo Sinian's car stopped beside the road, and he turned his head to look at Xiao Tuanzi in the back seat of the car.

Xiaotuanzi immediately put his palms on his eyes, then nodded affirmatively at Zuo Sinian: "Yes!"

"Then let Uncle Zuo Ping take you to find Uncle, okay?" Zuo Sinian carried Xiao Tuanzi out of the back seat of the car, then patted Xiao Tuanzi on the head: "Go."

Xiaotuanzi nodded, then lifted his skirt and ran towards Zuo Ping who was squatting on the side of the road not far away.

"Uncle Zuo Ping!" Xiaotuanzi's voice sounded suddenly.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!" A violent cough sounded, and the things in Zuo Ping's hand were almost scattered all over the floor.

Xiaotuanzi blinked, looked at the things in Zuo Ping's hand, and there was a hint of doubt on his face: "Uncle Zuo Ping, what are you eating?"

Zuo Ping silently clenched the Malatang in his hand, and after seeing that it was Xiaotuanzi, he settled his expression: "Miss Yiyi, why are you here?"

But Xiaotuanzi's eyes didn't leave the Malatang in Zuo Ping's hand: "Because Yiyi came to look for little uncle! Little uncle said he would take Yiyi to the kindergarten!"

"Oh. That's it." Zuo Ping quickly took another mouthful of Malatang: "Then Uncle Zuo Ping will take you up later."

Xiaotuanzi blinked: "...Uncle Zuoping, why don't you eat at my little uncle's place?"

A person squatting on the side of the road and eating, looks so pitiful.

Zuo Ping looked at Xiaotuanzi with a trace of helpless grief and indignation, why didn't he just eat it in the president's office?

It's not because the president has a cleanliness!The last time he simply ate a portion of stinky tofu in front of Zuo Zhe, what happened!In the end, Zuo Zhe threw him out of the office with his collar!

Zuo Zhe even threatened that if he ate in his office next time, he would send Zuo Ping back to Jiangcheng!

It's just too much!

Thinking of this, Zuo Ping took another bite of his Mala Tang indignantly: "Because I dare not!"

Xiao Tuanzi squatted down beside Zuo Ping, tilted his head to look at Zuo Ping with his chin in his hand, and said softly, "Uncle Zuo Ping, you are so pitiful."

Zuo Ping nodded, finished his last sip of soup, then took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and finally threw the lunch box and tissue into the trash can next to him: "Let's go, Miss Yiyi, let's go to the president."

As soon as Zuo Ping brought Xiaotuanzi into the company, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Let's go. Miss Yiyi, the president should be free now." Zuo Ping and Xiao Tuanzi quickly walked to the door of Zuo Zhe's office.

"How on earth are these things made?! Go back and do it again!" A warm voice with a little anger came.

The next second, the door of the office was opened.

A group of people were ready to go out like frost-beaten eggplants. When they saw Zuo Ping outside the door, they lined up and left quickly.

And Zuo Zhe saw Zuo Ping standing outside the door in the next second, with a little anger on his face: "Zuo Ping! And you!"

"I couldn't find you when I was looking for you! When I asked you, you were squatting downstairs by the side of the road eating Mala Tang! Left..." Zuo Zhe's expression froze, and his face softened a lot in an instant: "Yiyi, why are you here? "