Du Ruoxin: "..."
Can't she find the nanny when she's hungry?
She pointed to the door and said sternly, "Go find Auntie outside."
Rong Doudou shook her head and refused, "No, I want Mommy to feed me."
Du Ruoxin: "—"
She didn't need to look to know her colleagues were giving her strange glances.
Daughter, although your mom doesn't need to establish an intimidating presence, can you at least give your mom some face?
Could you at least let her finish the meeting!
Seeing Du Ruoxin's expression change slightly, Rong Cheng quickly said, "Why don't we all eat first? And then have the meeting later?"
The general manager also chimed in, "Yes, yes, let's eat first."
Rong Cheng walked towards the little girl, "Doudou, what do you want to eat? Uncle will buy it for you?"
Rong Doudou bypassed him and went into Du Ruoxin's arms, "I want Mommy to buy it."
Rong Cheng had no choice but to open the door and gesture, "Madam, let's go. The 25th floor is the restaurant."
Du Ruoxin glanced at her watch. It was five o'clock. Doudou would finish eating by five-thirty, so there was still time.
She stood up and apologized, "It seems I'll have to trouble everyone to work overtime today."
The general manager and all the executives quickly replied, "No trouble, no trouble, it's what we should do."
Du Ruoxin held her daughter's hand, but Rong Doudou refused to walk, "Mommy, carry me."
Du Ruoxin: "Okay, okay, I'll carry you."
Oh, her little ancestor.
Du Ruoxin carried Doudou to the hotel restaurant. Rong Cheng sat at a table with the mother and daughter.
"Madam, what are your thoughts?" Rong Cheng asked.
Du Ruoxin: "Let's try cooperating with other industries first to see if we can stimulate the economy."
Rong Cheng: "Have you thought of a plan?"
Du Ruoxin nodded, "Yes, I'll explain it in detail later."
Rong Doudou watched the two adults talking back and forth, unable to interject. She pouted and said, "Mommy, I want to eat tomahawk steak, durian cake, and ice cream..."
"Hmm?" Du Ruoxin glared at her daughter.
Rong Doudou immediately stopped talking, "Okay, I won't eat ice cream, but I can eat steak and cake!"
Du Ruoxin frowned slightly, "No, you can't eat any of them."
Wanting to eat something proved she wasn't very ill.
Du Ruoxin was slightly relieved.
"Why can't I?" Rong Doudou said unhappily, "I want to eat."
Du Ruoxin still shook her head and refused, "The doctor said your diet should be lighter recently, no high protein, high calorie, or hard-to-digest foods."
Even her milk powder had to be changed to a diarrhea-specific formula.
At this moment, the waiter brought over lean meat porridge. Du Ruoxin scooped a bowl and placed it in front of her daughter, "You can only eat this."
Rong Doudou opened her mouth wide, "Ah?"
She was unhappy that she couldn't eat what she wanted.
"Pfft," Rong Cheng chuckled, "Doudou wants to eat tomahawk steak and durian cake. When you get better and stop having diarrhea, Uncle will take you to eat them, okay?"
Rong Doudou finally smiled, "Okay!"
Then she looked at her mother, "Mommy, feed me."
Du Ruoxin followed her instructions precisely, picked up the bowl, took the spoon, scooped some porridge, and brought it to her daughter's mouth.
"Mia, mia, mia..."
The little girl ate happily, showing no signs of being a sick child.
Perhaps it was because she usually ate well and had a strong constitution?
After eating, Du Ruoxin fed her daughter medicine and then carried her back to the conference room.
After reminding her daughter to read by herself, Du Ruoxin sat down at the conference table again.
By then, everyone else had arrived, waiting for her to speak.
"My idea is to collaborate with surrounding tourism and entertainment projects to stimulate consumption. Specifically..."
Rong Doudou toddled over with her short legs, "Mommy, what does this word say? I don't know."
Du Ruoxin: "—"
She really wanted to throw this tormenting little brat out!