Genius Child: Hunting Conglomerate Fathers
The White Rabbit Crying

The boy stepped up with certainty. Still with a backpack on his back. A father who is really rich, but dares not be responsible to his mother who once suffered blindness. Although now his mother can look back, but do not recognize the man who had abused him.

The boy smiled big. Why did he know who his real father was? There is a special reason, about the child having an IQ equal or perhaps now higher than his late uncle, Triton.

Wearing light blue shoes, with a duck motif given by an anxious nurse. Coupled with a warm suit and a white rabbit-shaped hat, also given by the nurse. She just got cute. Makes the employees he passes seem to want to bite him.

"Sack! Where's sack! I want to bring the boy home!"

"God! His cheeks!"

"Son, may I carry you!"

Some of the women cover it. But with ease the boy replied."Aunt, I'm thirsty and hungry..." A sentence full of smiles, spreading an aura of high level of sweetness. He had to gather energy before fighting with his father.

"lt..aaaaa!!" The women were screaming hysterically. It would be nice if I could just bite this kid.

One of the women even raised Zeyan's body. Take him away."We want to buy a lot of food! Ice cream, kinder Joy!" screaming fled.

"Why did you get away!?" Other workers ran after. While Zeyan just knitted his forehead. I'm used to being in situations like this. Really used to it, can only smile happily enjoy his life. Sweet kid cheeked chubby with a petty smile.

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This scene is repeated. This child now carries several bags containing food with minimarket lebel that usually does not give change of small money with the word.'500 rupiah can be donated sak?'

The works of women here are quite royal so it can be concluded by him. Ordinary employees are much richer than themselves and their mothers who sometimes eat hard. Really bad dad, isn't he? The killing aura of the handsome boy with the sweet face was really stinging even if it was only for a moment.

The truck!

The biscuit that had the selogan rotated, licked then dyed it was broken, shattering out of shape by its delicate, cold little hand, like a lotus petal.

"Si*lan's dad!" the badass boy's mind walked over to the reception desk.

The woman who was repairing her make-up was seen. Zeyan's body was too short to reach a table that was too high for him. Confused as to how, his little legs moved, took a chair then tried hard to climb up sitting on a chair.

Sitting arrogantly like a handsome little arrogant CEO, but wearing a duck-style outfit and a white rabbit-shaped hat. Of course this was the work of the hospital nurse who dressed her up today.

"I want to meet the CEO of this company. His name is Fabian." A haughty sentence from that slightly slurred little mouth. Little, hardly slurred, but still so sweet in every word.

But not this time the receptionist won't be fooled."Meet Fabian sir? Don't make it up."

"Damn! It didn't work!" zeyan was still trying to smile. His eyes are thinking. In the end, this must be done by him.

"A. I really want to meet her." A sweet aura that is really stinging, teary eyes, like scattering high levels of bad sugar that can spread severe diabetes.

Unfortunately, the aura was reflected. The receptionist is like having a shield that a bomb squad usually has. He was not affected at all. Even more upset, this child has disrupted his precious time.

"My father Fabian, he owns this company." Suddenly the boy became even more cynical.

"Company owner!?" The receptionist laughed holding his stomach."Where is the company owner from? Mr Fabian's son!? Mr Fabian is not even married but has a child? I can't believe it. This must have been taught by your mother, right!? The son of a paid woman..." The words spoken by the receptionist. His probing eyes believed this was someone's trick. A fraudster who wants to take his time.

"Paid woman? You say that to a five-year-old!?" The sound of laughter from Zeyan's mouth suddenly sounded. Still with the sweet little boy's voice."Absolutely outrageous put where your manners are boy!"

Crazy one! It's crazy, every sentence that comes out of the child's mouth is like an adult. In contrast to a few minutes ago, a grinning smile on his face."Looks like I'm only 23, I'll remember the name on your name tag."

The voice of a child but really intimidating like an adult. What mimics the nature of his late uncle, a genius detective who died in the line of duty? I don't know. But it did intimidate the receptionist.

"Security! Get rid of this kid he must be a con man!" Said the receptionist. What's so special about this 5-year-old.

"I happen to have just eaten. Auntie brought me a sports kit." The words of the child smiled sweetly. Along with the arrival of the security.

The man in Dongker's blue uniform was about to lift his body. But can it?

Brak!

One kick in the chest makes the security fall. Kick right at the fital point with enough energy.

Can this kid stand up? Why is there such a miracle where this angel-faced badass was born?

"One kick from a little boy just fell..." Zeyan muttered with a smile, trying hard to open his food wrapper. A child who has several pouches containing snacks and ice cream.

Security is trying to rise. But the child who coughed while fighting him immediately kicked while jumping. This is why Zeyan has to eat a lot. To be big fast, healthy and strong, like a child's vitamin ad.

"Devil's son! Your mother must be like a demon!" Shouted the emotional receptionist, probably because the hormonal changes of his moon guests were coming.

The receptionist tried to pull the child's ear. But her little hand held the receptionist's wrist tight."Sister is pretty. But unfortunately never take people's words seriously." Put down the food wrapper. Zeyan attacked the receptionist's hand using his knee.

Broken it? Or a bone crack? Maybe that's what happened. Cute little boy wearing sweet clothes was complete with his twinkling shoes. Take a fork, then stick it on the receptionist's neck."Call boss! I don't have time to mess around."

A monstrous child is sweet as an angel, but chucky-like. Another security came. But what happened? Without Zeyan moving, the security rush fell due to the slippery floor.

"This is what God's will is called." The boy smiled, singing up and down to the top of the mountain, taking a walk, stepping on the body of an adult.

Sweet badas boy. But shake his forehead. Kala realized the elevator doors were reserved for high-ranking executives and open company owners.

Now the boy sat his body quickly on the floor with teary eyes as if holding back his cries. Being a sweet child who abused adults to fall down. Who is not pity.

"I hope that the one who comes is my br*hsek father! Men are not responsible!" He was furious in his heart, but his eyes were glazed like a little rabbit who wanted to cry.

The actions of this child are not worth imitating. So for those who feel they are still 10 years old and under, please do not imitate this badass child. The kid who probably swallowed an Oscar.