A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I know what I'm doing," Niannian replied, then slowly got up, as if to head towards the company.

Grandpa Fu calmly picked up his phone from the table and methodically gave instructions to prepare the car.

Before long, a gleaming, all-black luxury car came to a smooth stop in front of the mansion.

Niannian quickly stepped forward, opened her arms, and gave her grandfather a solid, warm hug. Then she turned around, called Xiaoba over, and they got into the car together.

Sitting in the car, her mind was a jumbled mess of emotions.

Niannian gazed through the car window at the scenery rushing past like lightning.

He felt a mix of joy at the prospect of returning home and anxiety caused by Fu Mingyue's mysterious disappearance.

She couldn't understand why her mother, who had finally returned, would disappear again.

As if sensing its owner's thoughts, Xiao Ba stretched out its nimble mechanical arm and gently placed it on Niannian's hand, patting it lightly a few times.

As if to comfort her: "Don't worry too much, Master. No matter when or where, I will always be by your side."

The car sped away like a rocket with its fuse lit, moving at breakneck speed.

Before long, it came to a steady stop right beneath the towering, cloud-piercing NJ Corporation building.

Niannian sat quietly inside the car, her gaze fixed on the magnificent and imposing behemoth before her, and an uncontrollable sense of tension welled up within her.

She subconsciously took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale all the surrounding air into her chest to calm her wildly beating heart.

For some reason, I'm actually getting a little excited...

Then, she slightly raised her hand and gently and meticulously combed her slightly messy hair, smoothed out the wrinkles on her clothes, and tried her best to make herself look more proper and elegant.

After calming down a bit, Niannian gently and carefully pushed open the car door.

Then, holding the adorable little Baba tightly in his arms, he walked slowly and steadily toward the entrance of the company building.

But something unexpected happened!

Just as Niannian stepped into the company gate, a crisp "beep" sounded, and a cold, emotionless electronic synthesized voice suddenly rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a door access system flashing a blinding red light suddenly appeared in front of her, like an indestructible wall of copper and iron, forcefully blocking her way.

Just then, a security guard, as burly as an iron tower and with a stern and serious face, strode over from a distance.

His tall and imposing figure exudes an invisible sense of oppression, inspiring fear in those around him.

The security guard stared at Nian Nian expressionlessly, his eyes sharp as knives, seemingly able to see through everything.

Upon seeing Niannian, a look of disdain immediately appeared on his previously tense face, and he said in a gruff voice:

"Hey kid, this isn't a place anyone can just walk in! Hurry up and take your ball home to your mom!"

As he spoke, he pointed with his thick fingers at Xiao Ba, who was tightly hugging in Nian Nian's arms.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ba's eyes widened as he stared at the security guard in disbelief, indignantly thinking, "A ball? He actually dared to call me a ball? That's outrageous!"

Niannian was stunned; she had never expected to encounter such a situation.

Because in her memory, the previous NJ company had never had access control!

After regaining her senses for a moment, Nian Nian blinked her big, watery eyes and said to the security guard in her sweet, childlike voice:

"Hello, security guard! My dad's name is Jian Xiaohan, and I've come here specifically to see him. Could you please open the door for me?"

After saying that, she pointed with her fair little finger to the tightly closed access control system in front of her.

To everyone's surprise, the security guard called Zhang San showed not the slightest bit of emotion on his face after hearing what Nian Nian said.

Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, let out a mocking sneer, and then rolled his eyes without any regard for his image.

Then, in an extremely impolite tone and with obvious skepticism, he replied, "Hmph! You keep saying you're President Jian's daughter, but is that really true?"

Let me tell you, I've been working here diligently for four and a half years now, but I've never heard of Mr. Jian having a daughter.

Do you expect me to believe a few random words you spout? That's utter nonsense, pure fantasy! Don't try that on me, not a chance!

It has to be said that nowadays, President Jian's name is so well-known that everyone knows him!

Faced with this situation, Nian Nian couldn't help but feel somewhat helpless.

She was well aware that her sudden appearance would easily arouse suspicion.

In addition, given her unique identity, gaining the trust of others is even more difficult.

Even so, Niannian remained remarkably calm and composed, patiently explaining to the unyielding security guard in front of her:

"Uncle Security Guard, please believe me, I'm definitely not here to cause trouble. I've come to see my dad today because I have something very important and urgent that I need to discuss with him in person."

How about this, could you call my dad's assistant and have them verify my identity?

My name is Niannian, or Jian Niannian for short. Please, this is truly crucial to me.

Zhang San frowned, a hint of doubt in his eyes, but his professionalism compelled him to pick up the walkie-talkie, press the call button, and summon Jian Xiaohan's assistant:

"Hello, is this Assistant He? There's a little girl downstairs. She says she's President Jian's daughter, named Niannian, and she wants to see President Jian."

"Take a look and see if this is real. Can we put her up there?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the walkie-talkie, as if someone was dealing with something at hand;

Then came the voice of assistant He Qiu. Her voice sounded somewhat busy, but she still maintained a professional calm:

"Zhang San, okay, I understand. Tell her to wait a moment, I'll go check right away."

Niannian stood inside the company gate, patiently waiting.

A hint of determination shone in her eyes, and she remained remarkably calm despite the curious glances from the staff around her.

Hachiko buzzed grumbling in her arms, its mechanical eyes flashing with displeasure, seemingly very angry at being mistaken for a "ball." It even muttered under its breath:

"I'm a high-level intelligent robot, how could I possibly be a ball!"