"Pickles, dont forget you are a little girl, be a bit restrained outside, okay?" Jack Smith looked discontentedly at his sister, picked up the plate, and followed his sisters finger pointing to the rostrum, "Potato, that uncle looks like Dad."
Jack Smith was stunned, and looked in the direction of his sisters finger, seeing a young man in a navy suit following the president of the chamber of commerce onto the rostrum...
He is tall and straight, with deep and perfect facial features as if carved by a craftsman, standing next to the president, with the same noble and elegant temperament, exuding a king-like cold and arrogant aura.
The president was introducing this young man, listing the various honors he has won in the business world at home and abroad in recent years.
Everyone heard that he was like a legend, in just four years, he made a loss-making TK Transnational Corporation come back to life, and his fortune ranks among the top in the worlds rich list.
Now that he has returned to his country to start a business, in just one year, the domestic branches have also achieved initial results, and the business areas have gradually expanded from electronics, clothing, real estate, and wine to entertainment, finance, and film...
"I heard that he is the favorite grandson of the old president, grew up abroad, and just came back from the UK today. The president held this banquet to welcome him." David Johnson whispered in his girlfriends ear.
Susan Johnson seemed to be listening, but she stared at the rostrum, her eyes wide open, murmuring, "My God, my God... his eyebrows and eyes are really similar to Ba brother."
David Johnson glanced, turned his head to look at Jack Smith, but the two children who were standing next to him suddenly disappeared.
At this time, the old president had finished speaking and led his beloved grandson to drink and chat with some government officials and businessmen.
"Potato, can we go ask him?" At the corner of the stairs leading to the third floor, Emily Smith pulled her brothers belt.
Jack Smith looked at the dazzling man in the crowd and said thoughtfully, "The president just said that he is the CEO of HQ Group, with a noble status and money, maybe he already has a wife."
Hearing this, Emily Smiths little face was filled with loss, she sadly lowered her eyes, sat on the steps, "But Mommy said she just likes Dad, but Dad is dead, pickles want to find an uncle who looks like Dad for Mommy."
Jack Smith sighed quietly, turned around to comfort his sister, and suddenly heard a childish scolding from upstairs: "Who let you sit here?"
Emily Smith was startled and hurriedly ran into Jack Smiths arms.
Turning her head, she saw a little boy with a mushroom head and a shiny summer outfit walking down the stairs majestically. He was chubby, and his slender phoenix eyes were coldly staring at the two siblings.
"Who are you?"
Jack Smith protected his sister behind him and met his provocative gaze sternly, "Why should I tell you?"
"This is my hotel!"
"Whats the matter with your hotel? The property of your family is not created by you, have you ever earned a penny?"
"..." Benjamin Johnson, five years old, opened his mouth, speechless, his white round face slowly turned red.
For the first time, he was choked into silence by others, and Benjamin Johnson was not convinced. He was born and raised in a noble family and was spoiled from a young age. Who dared to provoke him?
He suddenly arrogantly waved his hand, pointing at Jack Smiths nose, "Do you believe I will let the bodyguard take you to jail? I am... ah!"
Before he finished speaking, he wailed.
It turned out that Jack Smith, who was angry, had twisted his little finger, and in one move, he had his hand behind his back.
"Fat boy, do you think Im afraid of you?" Jack Smith said sternly with a small handsome face.