"Who are you?" Cheng Guodong, being closer, reached out to support the staggered old man.
The old man caught his breath and his gaze was fixed on Little Taotie.
Tao Ti wasn't frightened by his stare; on the contrary, she found him very kind, much like the way her own grandfather looked at her, very benevolent.
"My name is Tao Mo, I'm the founder of 'Pocket Twisted Pretzels,' and I..." Still, Tao Ti's biological grandfather!
Tao Mo held back the excitement in his heart, firmly remembering the old lady's instructions not to scare the child.
He found out that his granddaughter already had a grandfather whom she was very fond of, and it felt so sour in his heart, knowing that claiming to be her real grandfather would undoubtedly be rejected, so he planned to approach her gradually, letting the child slowly accept him.
"Yes, yes, yes, he's the big boss," the director stepped forward to introduce, "It was he who designated Tao Ti to be the spokesperson!"
