Family Limited Edition

Lu Mingyuan, the business emperor of City A, could silence his opponents with one look at the negotiation table, and the pile of contracts he had signed was taller than any other person. The outside world gave him the nickname "Cold-faced Yama", and his subordinates even had to hold their breath in front of him. But what people in the Lu Group didn't know was that at 5:30 every afternoon, the cold-faced CEO would disappear from the office on time and drive back to a home filled with twelve children. Twelve. From the eldest son who is twelve years old to the youngest daughter who has just lost her last deciduous tooth, the ages span nine years and have different personalities. Some people use "A Brief History of Time" as a bedtime reading, some people call the baton at the sports meeting a "magic wand", some people can turn the kitchen into a flour battlefield, and some people squat under the tablecloth to draw their father's leather shoes in meetings. A life that is unimaginable to outsiders goes on in this family day after day. Wear braids, hold parent-teacher meetings, tell stories in the middle of the night, coach at sports events, wear bracelets on business trips, receive crooked cakes for birthdays, light candles all over the house on typhoon night, pitch tents in the garden during summer vacation, and build snowmen with crooked noses in the snow. Lu Mingyuan learned management skills in the business world for twenty years, but when he returned home, all of them were useless, leaving only an awkward but firm posture - squatting down, looking at the children at eye level, and listening to them talk. Twelve kids are running amok through the house in their own way, covering his shirt with crayons, stringing his pens into bracelet accessories, and shredding his schedule into "Daddy Days Off." And he was sitting in the middle of the chaos, the corners of his mouth becoming more and more crooked, and he finally gave up the label of "cold noodle" completely.