Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows.
Just now, he saw the little girl drawing with a focused expression. He didn't know what she was drawing.
He picked up the piece of paper curiously.
Then, he laughed.
The drawing on the paper was of him. The little girl's drawing skills were not bad, and it was very lifelike.
On his back, there was a pair of large wings.
Gu Heng walked in with a cup of coffee and saw the CEO smiling foolishly at a piece of paper.
He frowned in confusion.
Just now, when the Second Young Lady left, the CEO's face instantly turned from sunny to stormy; not to mention how scary it was.
In the blink of an eye, how did the storm turn sunny?
"President, coffee."
"Yes."
Gong Mingye placed the piece of paper on his desk.
Gu Heng poked his head out and carefully glanced at it.