The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

After the song ended, the audience asked Sibao to sing another one.

Su Yutang looked at Sibao shining brightly on the stage and said with a gratified smile: "My Sibao is really great."

Then the other three little guys also started saying, "Yes, Sibao is really great."

Sanbao also said, "Come on, Sibao."

Several people cheered Sibao together.

Feeling encouraged by his mother and three brothers, Sibao sang more vigorously on the stage. Not only did he sing, he also danced.

The audience below was instantly excited by Sibao's cute and handsome street dance moves.

Everyone was overwhelmed by the cute little baby and started praising him one after another.

"This kid is so cute and dances so well!"

"Yes, not only can he sing beautifully, but he can also dance so well. He is really a little genius!"

"So cute, I feel like my heart is melting because of him!"

"That's amazing! A future superstar!"

For a moment, all kinds of praises came one after another, thunderous applause resounded throughout the venue, and cheers were louder and louder. Sibao's popularity even exceeded that of today's protagonist Su Xingyu.

Su Xingyu was filled with surprise and pride at Sibao's outstanding performance.

He walked forward and interacted with Sibao, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.

At this moment, Su Xue, who witnessed all this, looked very ugly.

It was obviously her fourth brother's concert, but unexpectedly, a little kid stole the limelight.

"Hmph, what's so great about that?" Su Xue said sourly.

Shi Ying'er said from the side: "Xue'er, you must admit, this child of Su Yutang is indeed very talented."

Su Xue glared at her: "Which side are you on?"

Shi Ying'er was startled and didn't dare to say anything more.

at the same time.

Bo Jingzhou called Director Zhou to the president's office.

Ever since Bo Jingzhou came to Gu Group, Director Zhou has to work overtime every weekend. He feels very unhappy, but the president says that he must be there at any time. Who told him to pay a high salary?

Director Zhou walked into the office, forcing a smile on his face, and asked, "President, what's going on?"

Without even looking up, Bo Jingzhou pointed to a document on the table and said, "There are a few loopholes in this contract. It needs to be revised. Take it back and revise it."

Director Zhou picked up the document and flipped through it, looking embarrassed. He said, "President, this contract is not my responsibility. It may be difficult to modify it..."

Bo Jingzhou raised his head and asked coldly, "Then who is responsible for this contract?"

Director Zhou thought for a moment and said, "President, this contract is under Ruina's responsibility."

Bo Jingzhou frowned and said, "Where is she? Let her handle it."

Director Zhou was stunned and said awkwardly, "President, but today is the weekend."

Bo Jingzhou's face darkened. "What's wrong with the weekend? Are you not going to deal with the problems at work?"

Director Zhou secretly complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey, so he picked up the phone and said, "Okay, then I'll ask Ruina if she has time to come to the company to work overtime."

Bo Jingzhou nodded and continued to work on his documents.

Director Zhou put down his phone as soon as he finished asking. He said to Bo Jingzhou with some embarrassment, "President, I'm so sorry, Ruina said she's busy."

Bo Jingzhou's face darkened instantly. "She's not free? What is she busy with?"

Director Zhou said truthfully, "Rina said she's watching a concert right now."

Bo Jingzhou frowned. "Concert? Whose?"

Director Zhou said, "It's the national male god Su Xingyu. President, you see, the tickets for this concert are not cheap. She already bought them. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to ask her to come back?"

Bo Jingzhou frowned, put the document aside, and was silent for a moment.

The atmosphere in the office suddenly became depressing. Director Zhou stood aside, not daring to breathe, feeling very nervous.

Bo Jingzhou tapped his fingers lightly on the table, as if thinking about something.

After a while, he finally said, "Forget it, let's deal with it on Monday. You go out first."

Director Zhou nodded quickly as if he had been granted amnesty, "Okay, President, I'll be out first."

After saying that, he almost trotted out of the office, fearing that Bo Jingzhou would suddenly change his mind.

After Director Zhou left, Bo Jingzhou leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples.

He was somewhat dissatisfied with Ruina's irresponsible work attitude, but he also understood that he could not completely ignore the personal lives of his employees.

After all, although work is important, employees should not be deprived of their rest and entertainment time.

After Director Zhou left, Bo Jingzhou temporarily put down his work.

When he thought of the concert, he immediately remembered the concert ticket that Su Xue had placed on his desk just now.

He picked up the ticket and took a look, and found three big words "Su Xingyu" written on it.

He has never paid much attention to things in the entertainment industry, and doesn't know much about this so-called national male god.

However, judging from Director Zhou and Ruina's reactions, Su Xingyu seems to be very influential.

Bo Jingzhou picked up the documents on the table again and wanted to continue working, but found it difficult to concentrate.

For some unknown reason, Bo Jingzhou played with the ticket in his hand for a while, and suddenly he felt that working like this all day was really boring. Why not go to the concert?

Thinking of this, President Bo, who has always been diligent and hardworking, skipped work for the first time and got up and left the office.

While Bo Jingzhou was driving to the concert, he received a call from Lin An.

Lin An on the other end of the phone asked, "Mr. Bo, are you busy now? I sent an important email to your mailbox. Please take a look."

But Bo Jingzhou said, "I'm busy now and not at the company."

Lin An was extremely surprised. "Not in the company? Then where were you, President?"

Bo Jingzhou looked straight ahead and said, "I'm going to the concert now."

Lin An seemed to have heard some shocking news, "Watching a concert?"

He glanced at his phone several times before he was sure that the person on the other end was indeed his CEO.

What the hell, it’s the weekend and the president is not working overtime in the company, why is he going to a concert?

He'd never been like this before... so playful...

Is the president crazy, or is the world upside down?

Mr. Bo, who always loves work, is actually going to a concert!

Lin An stammered, "President, you...you're not kidding, are you?"

Bo Jingzhou was a little impatient, "I don't have time to joke with you, let's leave it at that for now."

Before Lin An could think about it, Bo Jingzhou hung up the phone.

Lin An held the phone in his hand, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

He paced back and forth in the office, muttering to himself, "How is this possible? The president went to a concert?"

Seeing him like this, his colleagues asked curiously, "Lin An, what's wrong?"

When Lin An told his colleagues about this, everyone was shocked.

"It's incredible that the president would go to the concert."

"Did the president change his personality?"

"Maybe he's going there with someone important."

Everyone was talking and guessing.