In a short while, Bill Smith also came to the site. A crowd of people walked towards him because people who offered money was God.

"Go ahead, I'm just here to check, you needn't greet me." Bill scolded them back with a cold face, seemingly disgusted by their sophisticated faces.

There were more and more people on the site. Mickey was playing the Rubik's Cube alone, Susan was trying desperately to tease him and said a lot, but the little guy did not cooperate at all, he just occasionally responded to her.

Jay had finished his two scenes and wanted to leave, and Amy was probably going to take him to the next place, so they happened to meet Bill. It was a simple greeting, but thinking about what happened this morning, Susan always felt that these two men had a hidden meaning in their deep eyes. She imaged a lot at that time.

Mickey was quietly played the Rubik's Cube, which instantly attracted his attention, "Linton, aren't you a self-proclaimed master of Rubik's Cube? I don't think this kid is worse than you."

Linton had noticed Mickey, who was such a small child, but he was so quiet. Linton stood here no more than two minutes, he saw Mickey holding a Rubik's Cube in each hand and smoothly complete them in a short period time. He knew that it was quite difficult.

"Baby Mickey, call him uncle."

"Good morning, uncle," Mickey said in a low voice, but he did not raise his head.

Linton only felt that this child looked familiar as if he had seen him somewhere, "Whose child is this?"

"It's my friend's kid, she's not here, so I take care of this child for her." They belonged to the same company, and even if they were not familiar, they would greet each other occasionally. Not to mention that Linton was the one around Bill, so everyone respected him.

"Little friend, would you like to compete with me?" The young master even made fun of him in public, so he had to earn his face back.

"Linton, think about it, if you were defeated by a little boy, it's shameful. Not only it is a disgrace to you, but it's also a disgrace to me." Bill held his arms across his chest and said in a cold voice, he was curious about the result in his voice. Linton had praised himself a lot in front of Bill.

"I don't compete with others. I just compare it with myself." Mickey disdainfully put his Rubik's Cubes into his small backpack. These uncles were so weird, they even wanted to play the same toy. He wouldn't share the toys that Mommy brought him with someone else! He originally said this to Susan alone and didn't speak loudly, but his voice was very distinctive and clear.

Susan was frozen directly. She thought, Baby, you said what you like but you offended my president and the secretary who was the good partner of president. No one would have had such courage.

"Ha...you see, even this small child doesn't want to compare with you." Bill's bright laughter floated on the site, causing Linton to be so embarrassed that he could only accept it with a stiff expression.

Maybe his thick voice was too loud, Mickey was lifted his small head curiously and look at Bill. Those big eyes, which were like black crystals, blinked as they stared at the man who was as charming as a god.

Bill also remembered this little guy, probably he was the boy mistakenly thought to be Tom's son at the airport that day. Bill didn't expect to meet him here again today.

"Baby Mickey, you look at this uncle, do you like him?" Susan asked with courage. She naturally knew that Mickey was fussy and didn't pay attention to anyone, and now he stared at Bill, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: fine!

"Uncle, can you take me to pee?" Mickey said pathetically. His words were sincere, but the group of people present were laughing. Susan held herself back so she didn't laugh. Linton also looked at his young master, this child even regarded young master as a father, he prayed that his young master hurriedly carried the child away, or he was afraid that he would laugh loudly.

At the moment, the calmest ones were Mickey and Bill. Bill stared at this child in front of him, making sure he wasn't teasing himself, so he coldly nodded his head and extended his hand towards him, "Let's go, I'll take you to the toilet." Probably he hadn't coaxed the child, so his tone sounded hard.

Watching Bill lead Mickey walk towards the direction of the bathroom, Susan stood behind and thanked him in her heart. Winnie, your son was outstanding. He let the president of the King Group take him to the bathroom easily.

When they returned later, the little guy was clutching snacks in his hand and eating them happily. The little backpack was full they bought some foods. But did they go to the bathroom? Why did they come back with so many foods? Susan didn't know what happened and she was puzzled.

That's what she said! Mickey didn't sick, and it was smart for him to handle the president of King Group. Seeing the cheerful smiles on his little face, Susan was a little bit jealous. How come he didn't smile with such satisfaction when she bought her food and toys before. Susan was sure Mickey was ungrateful.

Linton was even more filled with infinite fantasies as he watched the young master with this child. If the young master had a child one day, then the master would fell happy in heaven!

"Uncle, thank you!" Mickey politely said.

"You're welcome." Bill stroked his hair a few times and felt a sense of joy just looking at his watermelon haircut. He couldn't tell what it was like when he was named by the boy a moment ago. It was thought to be a trick directed by an adult. He thought he didn't like the child, who was disobedient and clingy but looking at Mickey, he changed his mind a bit.

"President Smith, do you like a child? Then Miss Green and you..." On the way home, Linton began to persuade Bill. Linton was older than Bill, having followed Bill's father when he was a teenager, and having watched Bill grow up, so he was like his elder member of the family and his brother. Bill and Monica Green, the eldest daughter of Green Group, had been in love for a long time and it was time to get married. Besides, Bill was already 29 years old and was about to enter the age of majority, so Linton said that to Bill.

"Linton, I find you've been idle lately. That case in Africa has been on hold for over half a year, maybe you can go there and deal with it. Maybe you will meet the chief of the primitive tribe who happens to have a daughter, and his daughter falls in love with you, then you will get marry soon." Bill said without emotion as he read the document.

"Young Master, you're so naughty." Linton's hand that was holding the steering wheel shook a little, and he said helplessly.

Bill grunted. Was he going to marry Monica? He hadn't thought about it so far, so just put it off. Although president Green has mentioned it many times, he always explained it away.

"You still know to come back, huh? Come back without saying a word, even without coming home, right? Don't you know we'll be worried about you?" The first time she was in a hurry to get home, Winnie heard Claudia scolding her directly. She hadn't even had a chance to catch her breath, and before she had a chance to glance at her home which she left six years ago, a heavyweight of repression washed over her again. Claudia always did like that. Winnie murmured in her mind.

"I...where's Dad?" Winnie had accustomed to her roars and snarls. She didn't respond and ignored that.

"Winnie, come to Daddy's study." Saying that James Williams' voice fell from upstairs, sounding like a torrential bell, so majestic and powerful. When she looked up and saw her father's face, Winnie was somewhat moved in a flash, her father was .......old.

"Oh." Winnie timidly replied, then walked behind Claudia and up the stairs.

Presumably when people were older, they wouldn't count too much. Her father was much more loving than he was six years ago. He repeated this sentence over and over again, "Just come back, that's fine."

"Since you're back, you'd better work in our company. Girls always have to take a loss when they're outside. Where is your child? Why don't you take him home and let me see him?" It was when he learned that Winnie was pregnant and ran away from home that he had a heart attack and was hospitalized, and then his physical health became worse.

"He is in my friend's family. Dad, I've got a job in King Group and I am ready to work next week. You don't have to worry about me, I'll take care of myself." For his father's forgiveness and understanding, Winnie was grateful in her heart. It was just that she couldn't take Mickey home, she couldn't let Mickey face the war between Claudia and her day and night.

"The King Group? It's a big company, so you need to work hard. But don't let yourself get too tired. Come back if it's too hard." James said in a long voice.

In the end, James didn't force her either and gave her some pieces of advice. He originally wanted to keep her for dinner, but Winnie was worried about Mickey, so she rushed back to Susan's home in a hurry. So Claudia didn't give her a hard time either.

She wanted to ask Claudia, did she miss Mickey? The words came to her lips but she didn't ask her.

Susan narrated what had happened on the site to Winnie, who imagined Bill's unruly pride and couldn't believe her son could ask him for help. Besides, Bill was her boss, which made her feel bad. It was a good thing she wasn't there, otherwise, she would feel embarrassed.

"But I didn't expect it. President Smith was kind and bought baby Mickey so many delicious foods." Susan said with a proud face as if she had also taken advantage of him. Winnie wanted to take a photo of her and post it on the Internet, which could stir up a lot of controversies.

"What! Did he buy something?" As far as she knew, her baby Mickey has never had the habit of taking things from people. When Susan gave him the toy, she begged and pleaded him for a long time that he was willing to accept it. It was only half a day after she left, could it be that, as Susan said, did he recover at once?

"Right. Maybe there is a bond between Mickey and president Smith. Do you like him, president Smith? Then you can make an effort to capture president Smith." Susan gnawed on the cucumber and said in a gloating manner, looking so pleasant.