"What else do you dare not do?" Josnian sneered, "Want me to treat you?"

Qiao Chengfan then grabbed the strap of his schoolbag and went in.

Lao Qiao's office was very spacious. He sat on the sofa, dropped his schoolbag, and looked around.

This office is really nice.

Josnian poured him a glass of hot water and handed it to him.

Qiao Chengfan took it.

Although he had been back in the capital for a while, he didn't spend much time with Lao Qiao, so he and Qiaosnian were still somewhat unfamiliar.

"Why don't you go back to Qiao's house?" Josnian sat down on the sofa opposite him.

"I don't want to go back, there is no one at home."

Josnian then remembered that Xiao Yuzi was also taken to the art class to learn painting today.

"If you come here from now on, please call me in advance. There is no need to come in from the lobby. The lobby is crowded and unsuitable."

"Um."

"What do you want to eat? Afternoon tea? I'll ask you to bring it over."

"I want to eat the dessert made by Qiqi." Qiao Chengfan's eyes were full of pain.

Josnian paused and said, "Change it."

"I won't eat anymore."

"Forget it if you don't eat." Josnian said, "Then sit down for a while and I'll finish the work."

"How long will you be working?"

"Is there a problem?"

"Nothing."

"You want to chat with me?" Josnian looked at him, "Okay."

"Who said I want to chat with you? What is there to talk about with you? I want to hang out in the company."

"The company is boring and not as interesting as home. Are you sure you want to look around?"

"Of course, how can I inherit your company if I don't transfer it?"

Josnian: "..."

Even before Mao was fully grown, he thought about inheriting his company.

Josnian narrowed his eyes and looked at the half-grown man in front of him: "Why are you so sure that I will hand over the company to you?"

"You don't have a better choice. You don't feel safe leaving it to someone else. Girls will definitely not worry about it if you leave it to Xiao Youzi. So you can only leave it to me, and I can only reluctantly accept it."

"What makes you think you won't have a younger brother? Huh?"

"!!!" Qiao Chengfan didn't think about this problem at all.

Josnian looked at his deflated look and said, "Children, stop being so careless."

"Your wife has run away, how can you still have a brother?" Qiao Chengfan shot back.

"..." Josnian almost cursed again, Qiao Chengfan... really deserves a beating.

An eight-year-old child knows a lot.

There was no one to discipline me in London, so I didn’t know what I had learned when I came back. The West was more open, and Qiao Chengfan himself was relatively precocious.

"Since you want to inherit my company so much, then I'll have someone take you to visit."

"Let Uncle Ou take me."

"Your Uncle Ou is on a business trip." Josnian said calmly, "I don't have a choice."

There's quite a lot going on.

After that, Josnian walked back to his desk and dialed the landline.

Soon, a young man came over and greeted Josnian and Qiao Chengfan politely.

"Take the young master for a walk around the company, don't go too far, don't go to crowded places," Josnian warned.

"Okay, President."

Qiao Chengfan reluctantly jumped off the sofa and followed the uncle away.

Old Qiao still didn't want to see him.

Before he said a few words, he was taken away.

Josnian had a headache, and he didn't care about either one of them, and even inherited his company.

Qiao Chengfan followed his uncle out. The young man was very considerate and walked slowly, introducing Qiao Chengfan to him as he walked.
Chapter completed!