"Are you busy later?" Lu Jinnian asked. There were hushed voices at the back as though he was in a meeting.
Xu Jiamu shook his head lightly, clearing his mind. When he finally calmed down, he replied, "No, what's up?"
"If you're not busy, help me get Little Rice Cake. I have a client right now and Qiao family just called saying that Father Qiao isn't well so Qiao Qiao went over." While Lu Jinnian explained the situation, he continued to instruct his employees. "This idea won't work, redo it."
"Is there any problem?"
Xu Jiamu replied, "No."
After hanging up, he glanced at the time; he was already late. Hurriedly, he started his car and drove off.
The traffic was bad, by the time Xu Jiamu reached the kindergarten, only the principal and a teacher was left to look after Little Rice Cake and a pretty little girl.