Chapter 9
Shen Tiantian held his little genius watch, propped up his chubby chin, and was like a sentient gummy candy—every word he spoke was so sweet it could be pulled into threads.
“Daddy, baby will take care of you when you’re old.”
Shen Tiantian’s bright, dark little eyes darted around. He curved his lips into a smile and, before Shen Yuanchuan could speak, added:
“Baby will take care of you, so can Daddy give the company to baby?”
On the other end of the line, Shen Yuanchuan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
This clever little imp, so this is what he was waiting for.
He was wondering why he would call for no reason.
It seems this little clever clogs, besides tattling on his brothers, also likes to call and sweet-talk me.
But, Shen Tiantian is so young. Who taught him to ask for the company?
Shen Yuanchuan handed the contract in his hand to his assistant, turned to the floor-to-ceiling window, folded his arms, and his voice remained gentle.
“If Daddy doesn’t give you the company, you won’t take care of Daddy anymore? That would truly break my heart.”
Shen Tiantian sat cross-legged on the sofa. He caught a glimpse of his second brother walking in from outside but showed no intention of avoiding him. In fact, his milky little voice got even louder.
“That’s not it, I’ll take care of Daddy! But… but give the company to me, not to the big bad-guy brothers!”
Seizing control of the company is just that simple!
Shen Tiantian imagined that once he got the company, he would just have to stretch out his little hand to produce a grand scene of five million yuan. He couldn’t help but happily swing his little feet.
Shen Jinfeng, who had just walked in, heard this little thing shamelessly asking Shen Yuanchuan for the company over the phone. A cold smile hung on his lips as he sat down on the sofa opposite Shen Tiantian.
Shen Tiantian saw his second brother sitting opposite him and wagged his little head with its stubborn tuft of hair at him, continuing to say cheerfully to his father:
“Daddy, cousin said I’m a little protagonist cub. I’m very stwong.”
A little protagonist who can’t even pronounce his words clearly? Shen Yuanchuan thought.
But hearing Shen Tiantian’s childish words about wanting to take over the company, Shen Yuanchuan was surprisingly not annoyed. Instead, it felt like his own silly little piglet was acting cute and foolish.
“Alright, my little protagonist cub, listen to Auntie Mu, eat your meals, and film the show properly. Daddy has another meeting, so I’ll hang up now.”
Shen Tiantian gave a slow “oh.” Although he didn’t get his father’s promise to give him the company, he was still satisfied and pressed the red hang-up button.
Shen Tiantian pulled down his sleeve to cover his phone watch. One of his feet was still a little swollen from the ointment, so he stood on the sofa in a one-legged flamingo pose.
“Big brother, I’ve already told Daddy that the company is to be given to me.”
Shen Jinfeng lazily lifted his eyelids, propped his chin on one hand, and his tone rose.
“Oh?”
Shen Jinfeng, who paid no mind to the little cub’s fierce words, had a thoughtful look in his gentle yet distant eyes as he continued:
“Then what if Daddy doesn’t give it to you?”
Shen Tiantian had never considered this possibility. He mimicked Shen Jinfeng’s posture, folding his own short little arms, his little face a picture of seriousness.
“Then I’ll just keep telling Daddy.”
Amused, Shen Jinfeng hummed in agreement, the corners of his lips unable to resist curling up. He said vaguely:
“You’re quite persistent then.”
Shen Tiantian was praised. He squinted his little eyes and smiled, his pale pink lips pursed. It was clear he was happy to be praised.
“It’s okay.”
Shen Jinfeng scoffed. Okay? What okay?
He still speaks with a milky voice, and he expects to take over the company?
Is he going to hire a bunch of three- and four-year-old baby soldiers to work for him after taking over?
Thinking of the scene of Shen Tiantian’s chubby figure presiding over a meeting in the conference room—he’d probably have to stand on the table, or no one would be able to see him.
The thought made Shen Jinfeng chuckle.
This little fool.
“I got you a tablet. I’ve already registered a Weibo account for you on it.”
Judging from this morning’s recording, Shen Tiantian wasn’t averse to being on the show. As per the show’s requirements, Shen Jinfeng had gone ahead and registered a Weibo account for him.
“We have to record for a while this afternoon. It’s up to you where you want to record. At home, or with me at my studio?”
As a partner and guest on this show, the camera would naturally prioritize following Shen Jinfeng.
Although he was thoroughly annoyed by the scene of a group of people surrounding him and filming, from the current situation, the combination of a live broadcast format and a cute kid had indeed attracted a lot of viewers.
At the same time, there was another cute kid travel variety show that had been recorded during the summer. It had a large viewer base, but it didn’t use a live broadcast format, so it wasn’t as novel.
Shen Jinfeng had just skimmed through the key points of the live streams of the show’s five guest families, and also took a few glances at the competing show. He more or less had a plan in mind.
This show has a fighting chance!
And according to online reviews, Shen Tiantian was the most eye-catching little guest.
He had delicate features, and his dark, beautiful eyes seemed to speak. Most importantly, he wasn’t flustered in front of the camera.
After this morning’s eating broadcast, he had already accumulated quite a few “older sister fans” and “mommy fans.”
The eating broadcast had even been edited into a short video by fans and posted online. Shen Jinfeng had just taken a look, and in just a short while, it had already garnered nearly ten thousand likes.
Indeed, it was hard for people to dislike cute and beautiful things.
Shen Jinfeng also wanted to take advantage of the momentum to promote his live-streaming app. The more popular this show became, the greater his profit margin would be.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Jinfeng had already weighed all the pros and cons in his mind. He frowned slightly and looked up at Shen Tiantian.
Shen Tiantian didn’t want to go with the bad-guy second brother, but he remembered that there was only one uncle with a camera this morning.
If the uncle went with his brother to film, wouldn’t he not be able to be on TV?
“I’ll go with big brother.”
Shen Tiantian clenched his little fists, hopped on one foot from the sofa to Shen Jinfeng’s side, and gave a sweet, obedient smile.
Having spent two days with Shen Tiantian, Shen Jinfeng had more or less figured out this little brat’s personality.
Smiling so obediently, it’s clear he’s up to no good.
Shen Jinfeng thought about how this little brat had kicked him in the stomach yesterday, making it ache. His eyelid twitched, and he reached out to hold back his head, which was insistently leaning forward.
“What are you doing? Just talk. Why are you getting so close?”
Shen Tiantian didn’t understand why Shen Jinfeng was so on guard. He tilted his little head, his misty, bright eyes blinking a few times, and said in confusion:
“I’m not doing anything.”
With that, Shen Tiantian rested his little head on Shen Jinfeng’s arm and looked up at him expectantly.
“Big brother, you’ll still hold me this afternoon, right?”
Now Shen Jinfeng knew what the little cub was plotting.
He’s afraid that if he offends me, he’ll be too short and have no one to hold him, so the camera won’t be able to film him.
Sighing and pressing his forehead, Shen Jinfeng was truly impressed by his little brother.
“I think it’s better to hire someone to hold you specifically during the recording.”
Hearing this, Shen Tiantian’s watery, bright eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help but clap his little hands in delight.
“Really? Then we have to find an uncle!”
Someone strong, who can hold him!
Shen Jinfeng was thoroughly amused. He reached out and flicked the little one’s stubborn tuft of hair, then stood up and said:
“You really are a fool.”
In the short two days since he had returned home, Shen Tiantian had already heard his second brother call him “fool” countless times!
He gritted his little teeth, his little chest heaving with anger. He folded his short little arms, sat cross-legged, and turned his back in a huff.
The smile in Shen Jinfeng’s eyes deepened. He felt that the gloominess that always seemed to accumulate in his chest had dissipated quite a bit, and his laughter was much more cheerful.
“I know, I’ll hold you this afternoon. I won’t let you miss being on TV.”
Shen Tiantian, whose little ears had been perked up the whole time, finally turned around. He wasn’t angry anymore and smiled sweetly, his eyes crinkling as he crawled next to Shen Jinfeng.
“Second brother is nice.”
I only got a “nice” after holding the little thing all morning. It was so much work, not as easy as Shen Yuanchuan, who did nothing, Shen Jinfeng thought.
“So you think I’m nice now?”
Shen Jinfeng’s usually distant eyes inexplicably gained a hint of warmth. His lips curved, and he reached out to pinch the little one’s cheek.
His tone also took on a rare hint of affection:
“I won’t be having lunch with you. I’m going out for a meeting. I’ll be back this afternoon to pick you up.”
Although Shen Jinfeng had just started university, he was ambitious and never felt he was inferior to Shen Xiuze. He had been dabbling in various investments since high school.
So what if Shen Xiuze was a young genius who graduated from a top business school and fought his way up from a branch company to a high position?
Shen Jinfeng would find another way. He would use the least amount of money to invest in projects with the highest returns and would sooner or later surpass Shen Xiuze!
Therefore, Shen Jinfeng was also very busy, even more so than Shen Xiuze and Shen Yuanchuan.
Shen Tiantian sat cross-legged on the sofa, watching Shen Jinfeng walk away. He couldn’t help but wonder what a “meeting” was.
Why do Daddy and big brother both have to go to meetings?
He lay on the sofa, dangling his still slightly red and swollen toe, and wondered if he would also go to meetings in the future.
Wouldn’t that make him a grown-up?
Covering his mouth, Shen Tiantian couldn’t help but laugh happily at the thought, his eyes crinkling.
Auntie Mu had lunch with Shen Tiantian.
He had woken up early this morning. As soon as he finished lunch, Shen Tiantian lay down on his little baby bed, stuck his little bottom in the air, and slept soundly.
In his sleep, Shen Tiantian’s mind was dizzy. He felt like he was seeing multiple overlapping shadows in front of his eyes.
There was Auntie Mu-Mu, and also an unfamiliar uncle.
“What should we do? Tiantian is still sleeping.”
“But Director Shen instructed me to pick up his little brother. The recording is about to start.”
“Children are at a crucial stage of growth. We can’t just not let them sleep, can we?”
Auntie Mu’s heart ached for the obedient and soft Tiantian. He was so young and still had to accompany his brother on some show. Look how tired the child was, he couldn’t even open his eyes.
The assistant was also in a difficult position. He glanced at the time and couldn’t help but feel anxious.
It wasn’t a solution to just keep waiting here. The assistant quickly called Shen Jinfeng to ask what to do.
Shen Jinfeng was in his studio, looking at budget reports until his head spun. He pinched the bridge of his nose as he answered the assistant’s call.
“What is it?”
“Boss, your little brother is still napping. Should we still bring him for the recording?”
Shen Jinfeng saw that the production crew had already entered with their cameras and said decisively:
“Switch to a video call. Let me talk to Shen Tiantian.”
