Chapter 60: Chapter 60: Raising Boys is Not the Same as Raising Girls Chapter 60: Chapter 60: Raising Boys is Not the Same as Raising Girls Zheng Qinnian and Hou Ze crouched outside the window, propping up their bodies with their arms.
After everyone left, the two climbed back in.
Hou Ze said, “Damn, is Bai Yurou actually concerned for the boss, or is she deliberately messing with him?”
Zheng Qinnian replied, “Alright, let’s hurry and leave before we damage Qiaoqiao’s reputation.”
Hou Ze bitterly said, “Boss, congratulations on your academic achievements.
I’ve prepared a gift for you, it’s on that vanity over there, inside the pink box.”
Zheng Qinnian also said, “Qiaoqiao, I’ve also prepared a gift for you, the blue box is what I’ve left behind.”
“You guys are being overly courteous.”
Zheng Qinnian said, “You did so well on the exam, it’s only right to celebrate for you.”
Houzi chimed in, “Old Zheng is right, boss, scoring so well on the exam is truly our pride!”
Nan Qiao laughed at the two’s teasing and urged them to leave quickly.
Zheng Qinnian and Hou Ze had arrived through the window and left the same way.
Bai Yurou sat in the room, growing angrier as she thought more about it.
A gust of hot wind reminded her she had forgotten to close the window.
As Bai Yurou walked to the window and was about to shut it, cockeyed Hou Ze came by from the side, startling her into screaming.
Fang happened to come in with fruits just in time to hear Bai Yurou’s shriek.
“Fourth Miss, are you alright?”
Bai Yurou, covering her face, only calmed down upon hearing the familiar voice.
Fang’s arm, pointing at the window in terror and said, “Mrs.
Fang, there are ghosts, ghosts!”
Fang looked toward the window dubiously, “Fourth Miss, let me take a look.”
Fang went to check but saw nothing, feeling only the warm breeze on her face.
She closed the window and said softly, “Fourth Miss, you must have not rested well and had an illusion.
There’s nobody outside the window, you must have seen it wrong.
Ghosts don’t exist in this world.”
Bai Yurou stood by the window, seeing nothing outside, as if she had indeed seen it wrong.
Bai Yurou couldn’t help but wonder, had she really seen it wrong?
Nan Qiao had just gotten up when Fu Xingyao called her.
“Miss Qiao, there’s trouble, you need to take a look.
Our design has been plagiarized by Zhou Hongqi!
And now he’s even running presales with our design!”
Nan Qiao sat up and rubbed her head, “I’m heading to the office now.”
She hung up the call only for Rong Yan’s call to come through, which Nan Qiao answered.
Rong Yan’s voice was filled with panic, on the verge of tears: “Mr.
Qiao, my design has been plagiarized.
Qiao, I didn’t do this; I couldn’t possibly betray the company!
Qiao, it really wasn’t me.”
“Rong Yan, calm down first.
I’m on my way to the office, we’ll talk when I get there.”
“Okay, Miss Qiao, I’m already at the office.”
After hanging up, Nan Qiao changed into a light blue shirt, paired with black trousers and high heels.
Her hair fell loose, her smiling face charming and full of allure.
Nan Qiao hurried down the stairs, and Chen Xinwan called her to eat.
Carrying her bag, Nan Qiao hurried forward: “I won’t eat now, I have to go.”
Everyone behind her looked at each other, worried about her, all except for Bai Yurou.
Bai Zhenyang said, “I’ll check on her; something must have happened to Qiaoqiao.”
Chen Xinwan added, “I’ll go too.”
Grandpa Bai said, “All of you, sit down.
Qiaoqiao is decisive in her actions.
This is a good opportunity for her to grow.
If she needs you, then intervene.
Qiaoqiao is starting college soon, and the company still needs her management, wait a moment.”
To endure the preordainment of greatness, one must first suffer through hardships.
That’s how Bai Zhenyang had come up; he naturally understood Grandpa Bai’s intentions.
But with that in mind, he could only sit down, filled with concern.
Once he was outside, he would still need to ask Qiaoqiao.
Qiaoqiao was his daughter, after all, a girl.
Raising a boy and a girl were not the same.
His father never raised a girl, so how would he know that girls need a lot more care?
“Dad, Qiaoqiao is a girl, and girls need to be cherished, cared for more.
She already lacked family love in her early years, so how can I not love her now?”
Chen Xinwan also said, “Dad, what Zhenyang said is also what’s in my heart.
Qiaoqiao is strong because she has no one to support and make decisions for her, and she definitely won’t tell us if something’s wrong.”
Grandpa Bai remained silent…
He wasn’t a bad grandpa!
He had simply forgotten, for a moment, that raising a boy is different from raising a girl.
Embarrassed and irritated, Grandpa Bai protested, “Bai Zhenyang, do you think I’m such a bad grandpa that I wouldn’t care for my own granddaughter?”
Bai Zhenyang’s face bore a forced smile, “Dad, how could I think that about you?
I was just reminding you, we must really cherish Qiaoqiao and dote on her.”
Grandpa Bai took out his phone to call Nan Qiao, who was driving with an earpiece in, and answered the call.
“Qiaoqiao, what’s happened at the company?
Tell Grandpa, I’ll help you fix it.”
“Thank you, Grandpa, it’s just a little issue, I can handle it.”
“Let me deal with it; I’ll send Ah Fu over.”
“Grandpa, I really don’t need family help.
It’s just a minor issue and if I really need help, I’ll tell you.
Grandpa, if I can’t handle such a small matter, how can I be worthy of the Bai Family?”
Grandpa Bai liked people with lofty ambitions, and Nan Qiao was no different—she was his granddaughter.
Then he looked at Bai Zhenyang, feeling the younger generation exceeded the older.
“Qiaoqiao, remember to tell your family if you need anything.
You are the precious daughter of the Bai Family; we have your back.”
I’m driving now, goodbye.”
After hanging up, Grandpa Bai’s lips couldn’t help but curve up with pride.
My granddaughter is just that impressive.”
Hearing Qiaoqiao saying so, although Bai Zhenyang remained silent, he still planned to head out and have his secretary look into the situation.
Upon arriving at the company, the receptionist still couldn’t help but admire Nan Qiao’s stunning and cool demeanor, exclaiming, “Mr.
Qiao is really too beautiful!”
Nan Qiao walked into her office where Rong Yan and Fu Xingyao were already waiting for her.
Rong Yan, a fresh graduate encountering such an incident for the first time, was completely discomposed, sitting in his chair ashen-faced, out of energy as if the sky had fallen.
Nan Qiao placed the coffee on the table: “Drink some coffee, perk up.”
Rong Yan looked down, saw Nan Qiao’s slender, pale fingers, then at the coffee; his nose tingled, and his eyes brimmed with tears.
I don’t know what happened, but our design was stolen by those people.
I don’t even know anyone from the Zhou Group!”
Fu Xingyao said, “I checked—Liu Hui went to the Zhou Group.
The design became theirs after she left.”
Nan Qiao let out a cold snort of laughter, “Liu Hui sure has some nerve!”
Rong Yan was angry, resentful, and anxious, “Mr.
Qiao, what should we do?”
Nan Qiao flashed a confident smile, her eyes radiating self-assurance: “I have a plan.”