Me at two years old, a queen!

While waiting for the little girls to get tired from running, some fed them water, some gave them snacks, some opened treats, some wiped their sweat, and some chatted with them.

"Miss, what's your name?"

"My name is An'an~, not 'little princess'!" An'an, nestled in her chair, responded immediately upon hearing this. Her grandmother and aunts always called her An'an, not 'little princess,' and she didn't like it at all.

"Oh, An'an, you're so clever! But 'little miss' is just a way of addressing someone, just like how we all call your dad, President Lu!"

"What do you mean 'President Lu'? Daddy is Lu Junxing! Not President Lu!" An'an knew what her daddy was called since she was little, but she didn't understand what "President Lu" meant. However, she knew that many people called her mom President Gu.

"Haha, An'an is so smart, she even knows her dad's name!" Although the group of young people were very curious about who their CEO's wife was, they knew their place and didn't ask any more questions, continuing to impart knowledge to the little girl.

"Mr. Lu is just a title. This is the company, the place where Dad and we work, so..." The young woman explained everything clearly to the girl.

"So, I also have a job, but what's my name?" An'an is at the company every day, so she assumes An'an is also at a job. Since a job has a name, and An'an is also at a job, what should she be called?

"Oh my, An'an already knows how to go to work!"

"Yes, An'an is at the company, at work~" An'an tilted her head and said proudly. She knew this was her workplace; even her best friend Amy had never worked. She was so awesome!

"Your little princess is already working at such a young age! That must be hard work!"

"No, An'an is the Queen! So awesome!" An'an saw beautiful princesses and powerful queens in cartoons, and after listening to her aunt's stories these past few nights, she liked the Queen even more.

"Oh, Your Majesty, would you like some cookies?" The young lady beside her, suppressing a laugh, wiped the little girl's soft hands as she looked at the adorable child with her hands on her chubby hips, and, holding back a scream of delight, gave Her Majesty a bag of cookies.

"I also have some small jellies here, Your Majesty~, would you like some?"

"I think I still have some milk, I'll go get it."

The others frantically searched their desks for snacks to feed the little cutie, unaware that they had silently disrupted CEO Lu's plan to help the chubby boy lose weight.

"Yes, yes, the Queen wants cookies! She needs to be full~ to be powerful! To be awesome!" The chubby little girl sitting in the swivel chair was immediately attracted by the snacks, waving her little legs. She was so hungry; she hadn't had those fragrant, crispy cookies for days.

The female assistant, who had finished her work, looked at the little girl's long, curly hair with envy.

She also had a daughter, but she was a tomboy who loved cars all day long, didn't care about dressing up, and even cut her hair short because she found it troublesome. She had no opportunity to use her skillful hands and could only look at other people's little babies and feel envious.

"Sister~, do you want some?" An'an was enjoying her delicious cookies, savoring the good life, when she sensed someone watching her. Thinking it was because they wanted some, she grabbed a cookie and gave it to them.

Seeing the little girl with cookie crumbs all over her face, the female assistant took a tissue and wiped it off for her: "Wow, thank you, little queen, so generous! I don't want any, you can have it yourself."

Then she patted her chest, proclaiming herself a generous queen! Awesome!

Seeing the proud little girl's face, the female assistant smiled. Turns out, she's still a little darling who loves being praised!

The female assistant then carefully untangled the little girl's braids, which had come undone during her run, and styled her hair into a princess hairstyle, braiding it into small braids and then pinning it up to keep her cool while running.

An'an looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction, "Thank you, sister~, you're awesome! An'an is beautiful, the most beautiful queen!"

"Yes, An'an is a queen, so powerful!"

Wow~, the Queen looks beautiful~

"An'an is just like a little queen~"

An'an, carrying her little skirt, ran from one workstation to another, receiving compliments along the way. She then twirled happily around and back, capturing the hearts of countless young men and women.

An'an was showing off her new hairstyle when she bumped into Assistant Zhao, who came in to get some documents: "Oh my, sweetheart, who did your hair? It looks so good!"

Zhao Chenyu scooped up the adorable little girl who had come to his door, and immediately noticed the difference in her hairstyle. The little girl's previous hairstyle was truly awful, making her look like a homeless person under a bridge.

Mr. Lu, a grown man, always made the young girl scream in the open every time he combed her hair. Later, he even considered cutting her hair off, but luckily, his enthusiasm and silver tongue saved him. Only after Aunt Liu came did she manage to braid her hair into two small braids.

Looking at his beautiful princess hairstyle now, he felt incredibly proud. Of course, he knew this wasn't due to Aunt Liu's skill in "tying two little braids."

"It's that older sister~" An'an replied shyly, covering her face and burying it in Zhao Chenyu's arms after receiving the compliment.

"Ouch~, what's this tag?" An'an nestled into his arms, accidentally poking herself on something.

Zhao Chenyu was telling Xiao Li, the assistant who was styling the little girl's hair, to ask her to spend more time giving the girl a nicer hairstyle, saying, "Look how pretty it is!"

Then they heard the little girl cry out in pain, and immediately saw An An clutching the weapon that had hurt her—his name tag. Seeing that the little girl wasn't injured, he explained to her that it was his employee ID.

"An'an is at work too~, An'an wants a name tag too!" An'an noticed that all the older kids around her were wearing different colored name tags with words she couldn't understand written on them, but she didn't have one, and she wanted one too.

"Sure, no problem! I'll have the administration department get one for you, okay?"

"Yay! Yay! An'an is so happy! Thank you, Uncle Zhao!" An'an happily hugged Zhao Chenyu's neck and bounced around in his arms a couple of times.

"Oh my~, hahaha, you're welcome, baby~" Zhao Chenyu almost couldn't hold him back, and was so startled that he quickly hugged him tightly.

A short while later, An'an's name tag arrived. Looking at the pale yellow ribbon, An'an happily hugged the tag and twirled around, her little yellow tulle skirt swaying in the air with a series of silvery laughs.

"What does this say? It's not for An'an!" An'an only recognized her own name. Looking at the other words written above, she anxiously tugged at Zhao Chenyu's pants, worried that he had taken the wrong one.

"Oh, our An'an even knows her own name! Come on, let me teach you. It says 'Little President Lu' on this!" Zhao Chenyu didn't print out An'an's name. The child is still too young, and to better protect her, it's best to keep as little information as possible.

Zhao Chenyu helped An'an put on a custom-made name tag, one size smaller than her original one: "Little Mr. Lu, it's almost time to get off work. Play a little longer, then go inside and find your dad, okay?"

"Okay, An'an received!" An'an saluted, then obediently went off to show off her little employee badge and grab a snack.

Looking at the little girl's chubby little body, Zhao Chenyu wanted to say something, but then he remembered her crying ability, which was completely inconsistent with her cute appearance, and swallowed it back.

A little while later, An'an, full and satisfied, hummed a song and skipped back to her father's office.

"Yo-ho~, you're back, little fatty!" Lu Junxing could hear the off-key but slightly cheerful song and the "tap-tap-tap" of footsteps from afar, and he knew that his troublemaker was back.

Seeing the potato chip crumbs on her face and her slightly rounded belly, and recalling her recent medical report which showed "all indicators are normal, but weight exceeds the standard for her age," I impatiently grabbed two tissues and roughly wiped her face.

"What did you eat again? Huh? Little chubby boy, you've got food all over your face!"

"Hmph~, I'm not a little fatty, I'm President Lu!" Hearing her dad call her chubby, the beautiful girl immediately retorted! An'an angrily clenched her little fist and punched her dad's thigh, then proudly picked up her employee badge hanging around her neck and said...

After all, An'an already has a work badge, but her dad doesn't. And after observing around, she noticed that everyone else has the badge except her dad.

"Hmph! President Lu? You're so young, yet you're already trying to seize power?"

Hearing the little girl naturally omitting the word "little," Lu Junxing pinched her chubby cheek in annoyance and said...

To be honest, he admired his child's ambition and confidence, but unfortunately, the person saying this was a little kid who wasn't even a meter tall in front of him.

"Hmph! I am President Lu, and that's who I am!" An'an didn't understand what "usurping power" meant, but that didn't stop her from wanting to be President Lu.

"Look, Mr. Lu, your workstation is over there. It's time for you to start work!" Lu Junxing pointed to the sofa area, which had been completely messed up by the young girl.

"Okay! An'an will go to work diligently!" An'an didn't understand the sarcasm in the voice; she only knew she had to work, so she happily ran off to start her job.

Lu Junxing looked at the little girl pretending to type on a computer while holding a learning machine, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should doubt the child's intelligence. He had forgotten to have Ma Baojing's IQ tested during the last checkup.