"Hey, Lola, you haven't been home for a while."
After Lu Yang left, Mr. Winter dialed his daughter's phone number.
Sounds of keyboard tapping kept coming through the phone: "I've been mostly at the company, very busy. It's almost the winter break, and many statistics need to be updated in advance, really no time."
Upon hearing his daughter's words, Winter couldn't help but sigh.
His daughter has grown up.
She knows how to work hard.
"Remember to visit your mother when you have the time," Winter said, "By the way, send me the data reports on Arsenal's team and players and that one of Collette from Real Madrid."
Lola's side instantly went silent: "Sorry, company secret, not allowed to share."
Mr. Winter almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "I'm your dad!"
Lola: "The company is my home, everyone relies on confidentiality! Even if I were your dad, it wouldn't work!"
Winter: "You brat! It was your boss Lu Yang who told you to give them to me!"
