I'm busking on the streets with my kid, and my domineering CEO is helping me break into the mus

The Mercedes pulled up in front of Times Square.

After vaguely saying goodbye to the three people, he took a detour and drove elsewhere.

"Dabao, go and see where they went."

"Don't wander off when you get there, and remember to call your mom."

Zhang Cuicui gave her son Gu Chenchen some instructions and then drove the car into the underground parking lot.

Soon, she received a call from her son.

"Mom, they seem to have gone into a toy store in section A."

That toy store has so many toys, I want Ultraman.

Zhang Cuicui frowned as she listened to her son's whimpering.

"Don't rush, take a look at the numbers above the shop entrance first."

"Go ahead and wait for me."

A dozen seconds later, Gu Chenchen sent another reply.

"Mom, it says number 303 on it..."

"Okay, I got it. Be a good girl and wait for me there."

Knowing that her son was an impatient person, Zhang Cuicui was afraid that he would run around in the mall, so she hurriedly parked the car and rushed to Section A.

Driven by a thirst for revenge, she intended to take advantage of the time after school to humiliate Yang Xue.

But seeing no sign of the other person at the kindergarten gate, he followed them as if possessed, like a thief.

...

After about ten minutes, Zhang Cuicui finally found the toy store named "Ruixue" at number A303 in Area A.

Gu Chenchen was attracted by several Ultraman toys at the door.

His eyes were glazed over, and he was practically drooling.

"Da Bao, where did those three people go?"

Zhang Cuicui leaned closer to her son and asked.

When the chubby boy saw his mother arrive, his eyes lit up, and he pointed at the toy model and said:

"Mom, buy me this, I want Ultraman Tiga."

Zhang Cuicui pulled Gu Chenchen's hand away and said:

You look like Ultraman Tiga!

"Answer Mom's question first, then we'll talk later."

Although Zhang Cuicui dotes on her son, she is not polite in her attitude.

Gu Chenchen bit her finger as if thinking, then pointed to the steps leading to the second floor and said.

"They...they seem to be on the second floor."

"Ma'am, are you choosing a toy for your child?"

At this moment, Xu Xiaoqian came out of the warehouse and asked politely.

Gu Chenchen picked up a toy box from the shelf, about to speak, but was glared at by her mother.

Zhang Cuicui, with a cold face and a firm attitude, said:

"No rush, let's take a look first. The second floor has toys too, right...?"

"Yes, but the second floor is dedicated to girls' toys."

Xu Xiaoqian nodded and added.

Zhang Cuicui's main purpose was to find Yang Xue, so she made up an excuse and said:

"It's nothing, it's just a relative's child's birthday, we're going upstairs to pick out a few girls' clothes."

"Alright, please make yourselves at home."

Since store manager Gao Xiaolan was on the second floor to assist, Xu Xiaoqian could only guide her with gestures.

Zhang Cuicui hurriedly led her chubby son upstairs to the second floor, eager to see what kind of trouble the toy store was up to.

However, she was dumbfounded when she went up to the second floor.

In the open space, a large pile of girls' toys were spread out on the ground, with several unpacked toys lying quietly to the side.

Next to Yang Zhiyao was a tripod, seemingly indicating that she was live-streaming.

"Ouch, be gentle, baby."

"This toy is expensive, so don't be too rough."

"It's okay, Auntie, I'll take care of it if you break it."

Yang Zhiyao and Qian Xiaoyu were changing the clothes of the dolls in their hands, while Qian Xiaoyu's mother sat aside and gave instructions.

[Oh? The Snow God said she'd give Zhizhi a toy store, and it actually happened?]

[I heard the Snow Goddess recommended a toy store for her child? Is it true?]

In the live stream room with over 500 viewers, the chat was scrolling slowly.

To attract viewers, Yang Xue announced the live stream in advance.

Many netizens thought that Yang Zhiyao, nicknamed "Little Kid Sister," was just dabbling in the toy business.

I initially thought she was just having fun, but I never expected her to actually do it for real.

However, when knowledgeable figurine collectors entered the live stream, the response exploded.

Wow, this young business owner is so generous! He ordered six new toys at once?!

Holy crap, these limited-edition dolls from the Helenbergh collaboration, each with a four-digit serial number, were just opened like that?!

[Holy crap, isn't this a toy from Helenbergh? There are only nine authorized dealers nationwide, when did another one open in Kyoto?]

After these people expressed their amazement, the live stream chat began flooded with question marks.

Many people were shocked by the true identity of the "Little Girl".

Did Yang Xue actually give the child a toy store...?

This is clearly an entire industry chain!

Yang Xue underestimated Fu Qingyang's doting on her and her child.

He always speaks the most mundane words, yet harbors the deepest thoughts.

Following the analysis and advice of General Manager Sun Yue, Fu Qingyang would omit a zero whenever he brought up anything related to money.

Items worth tens of millions are described as worth millions, and items worth hundreds of thousands are described as worth tens of thousands.

Sure enough, this shrewd move made his interactions with Yang Xue much more peaceful.

Zhizhi couldn't understand what the comments were saying, so she could only focus on the toys in front of her and her interactions with her friends.

As soon as Zhang Cuicui went upstairs, she looked around like a thief.

Within sight, there were only these three people; Yang Xue and anyone else were nowhere to be seen.

The two parents looked at each other and were both momentarily stunned.

Xiaoyu's mother didn't like the woman in front of her either, and only nodded symbolically.

But when Qian Xiaoyu saw that the person who came was Gu Chenchen, whom she disliked at school, she asked very bluntly:

"Gu Chenchen, what are you doing here?"

Gu Chenchen's personality was very much like his mother's; he snorted coldly and responded confidently:

"Hmph, what else can you do at a toy store?"

"Of course, I'll buy toys!"

With so many of Zhang Cuicui's high-end toys dismantled and scattered all over the floor, her sense of justice and public morality could no longer be suppressed.

"Xiaoyu's mom, is it appropriate for you to make such a mess of the toy store?"

These toys look pretty good, and she doesn't believe that Xiaoyu's mom, an ordinary housewife, could afford them.

Therefore, what she said sounded very manipulative.

As a guest, Qian Xiaoyu's mother was already uneasy seeing the two girls causing such a commotion.

After Zhang Cuicui mentioned it, her face turned red instantly.

She tugged at Qian Xiaoyu and said:

"My dear, this is not good, it's very impolite."

"Let's go home with Mom."

Qian Xiaoyu was having a great time when her mother pulled her like that, and she grumbled, clearly disappointed:

"Oh no, Zhizhi said you can play however you want."

Yang Zhiyao was also in high spirits, but Zhang Cuicui and her son's sudden disruption disgusted her.

She rolled her eyes at the two people opposite her, then said sternly to Xiaoyu's mother:

"Auntie, it's okay, Xiaoyu can play with whatever she likes."

"You can take it home to play with, I'll give it to her!"

Yang Zhiyao was extremely domineering; after all, it was her shop, and she could decide who to give it to.

The comments section showed that many people wanted to be friends with Zhizhi, while others disliked the sudden appearance of the two.

[Giving away toys worth tens of thousands of yuan like that, that's incredibly extravagant!]

[Knowledge God, please be my friend! Although you are only 6 years old, I am only 26, so we are not that far apart in age!]

【Wait, who are those two annoying guys? Why are they so nosy?】

Xiaoyu's mother smiled and said, quite embarrassed:

"Zhizhi... thank you, but isn't this a bit inappropriate..."

"Auntie, it's not bad at all. Xiaoyu is my good sister!"

"You've always been so good to me, so it's only right that I'm good to you too."

Yang Zhiyao was partly genuinely grateful, but partly doing it to deliberately annoy Gu Chenchen.

But Zhang Cuicui never imagined that the shop belonged to Yang Zhiyao, so in her eyes, the other party was obviously bragging.

"Heh, kid, you're not that old, but you've got quite the big mouth."

"You've taken apart so many toys, it must have cost at least five or six hundred yuan."

"With the meager earnings from your mother's hard-earned livestreaming, can she afford all this?"

Hearing Zhang Cuicui's rude provocation, everyone present showed their disgust.

Meanwhile, viewers in the live stream who were obsessed with stupidity wanted nothing more than to jump out of their phone screens and beat up this ignorant and repulsive woman.