The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

  Chapter 603 The Two Sides of Rong Qing

  His tone was completely subdued.

   Can't see the terrifying momentum just now.

   A guard following behind was very professional and expressionless.

  But his eyes still couldn't help but drift towards Rong Qing.

   After all, it’s not that he wants to watch it, the main reason is that he has been with Rong Qing for a long time and has seen this person’s ability.

  In addition to what happened just now, they actually learned a lot.

  Especially in the first two years, when Rong Qing first came to power, he was not so tall.

   has been able to keenly grasp the opponent's handle and make the opponent sweat like rain. Although he is too young and weak to do it himself, as long as he is by his side, no one dares to underestimate him.

So this master sits quietly in the car and reads the report, or handles all kinds of troublesome things calmly and skillfully, and then deals with the eldest nephew Rong Yinghui who is crying and howling all day, it is like sitting on a high altar that will never fall down Like gods.

   Few other special emotions can be seen from his face.

  Although he always likes to smile, but the smile is very polite, the kind of fake smile of an adult at a young age.

   It's like this kind of eyes are shining, and it's really rare to see a smile.

   It can be seen that he is really happy.

   Even Konoe didn't need to listen to what he was saying to know who he was calling.

  He has seen that cutie a few times.

  Anyway, since that guy met his master.

  Rong Qing is completely different.

  Although there are always people behind the scenes saying that Rong Qing is interested in Tang Jin's ability.

  But as a guard who has been with Rong Qing for many years.

   It's worth making friends just because of ability, but it's not enough to put so much effort into it.

   It’s just about ability, everyone has their own plans.

  In fact, I really only value ability, and you just need to pay a little more.

  Anyway, it's not that the Rong family has no money. In the capital of God, no one dares to go past the Rong family when it comes to family property.

  I can only say—I really like it, and the kid is really nice too.

   It is said that children's friendship is not justified.

  Their grandfather can be regarded as a child, and Jin Wei has a feeling for this sentence at the moment.

   Sure enough, it doesn't make sense.

   Then he watched their calm and steady Master Rong go downstairs, with a bright smile and a little lightness in his steps.

   And just as he went downstairs, a car stopped at the door.

  The little girl was carried out by her senior brother and placed on the ground.

   Just as he landed, two short legs ran over.

   Suddenly rushed into Rong Qing's arms.

   "Little brother!"

   "Is the matter resolved so quickly today?"

  Rong Qing embraced Naijin in his arms, lowered his head and looked at Naijin, then raised his head and greeted Ye Changan with a smile.

  Ye Changan just paid the fare and got off the bus.

  My own little milk cub ran away after touching the ground.

  Even if this is his future big benefactor, he can't help but look a little dark.

  There is a bit of melancholy on a face that is always gentle and soft.

  How do you feel that the child you brought up with your hands is about to be abducted?

   This must be an illusion, right?

  His cub is only six years old this year.

   My hair hasn't even grown yet, and it will take another year before I can grow my hair.

   "I know some information, but the main reason is that I am a little worried about you, brother, so we divided into two groups, come back and have a look."

   "Can't you tell from the face?"

  Rong Qing lowered his head and looked at Naijin.

  Little Naijin tilted her head to look at it, then shook her head.

   "My brother's face is quite normal now, the same as before, but the guys we met can target me and hide the faces related to them."

  That's why Tang Jin always feels anxious.

  (end of this chapter)