The Idiotic Director Chu

"Sir, a six-month-old child would generally finish one box in half a month." The salesgirl replied responsibly and diligently.

Chu Ningyi lowered his head to look at the boxes. As it turns out, that son of his was good at eating and he actually needs one box every half a month?

"Twenty boxes and send this up to the eighteenth floor," said Chu Ningyi. He then put the milk powder down and left immediately.

The salesgirl was left looking as disheveled as if she had just been caught in a hurricane. 'Sir, let's not discuss whether this will expire in ten months or not. Your child will be more than a year old in ten months. This baby formula is for babies at 0-8 months.'

"Hey, hey, hey, who was that handsome man?" Co-worker A inched toward her.

"Madman, he's definitely a madman." The salesgirl cast off her infatuation and replied frankly, "He actually wanted twenty boxes of this baby formula sent up to the eighteenth floor."

"Eighteenth floor?" Co-worker A frowned, "Why does that sound so familiar?" Co-worker A thought seriously before they suddenly cried out, "Isn't that the home of our company's director?"

The salesgirl was left speechless.

When Chu Ningyi arrived home, Shui Anluo quickly walked out from the room. She blinked when she noticed his empty hands and asked, "Where's the milk powder?"

"It'll be sent over in a bit," replied Chu Ningyi in a muffled voice as if he was greatly annoyed. He then turned around and entered the study.

"Sent over?" Shui Anluo repeated. Suddenly, she got a bad feeling. 'I only asked you to buy one box of milk powder. There's no need to have that sent over, right?'

Just as Shui Anluo was feeling uneasy, the doorbell suddenly rang. Shui Anluo shook for a moment before she carefully opened the door. She came face to face with the salesgirl and someone who was carrying a crate closely behind her.

"Madam, here's the milk powder that the director had asked for." The salesgirl chuckled awkwardly. She had been shocked by the fact that the director had a child and was now even more shocked when she saw Shui Anluo.

Shui Anluo cut across her and looked at the large crate behind her. Her unease immediately came into reality.

Shui Anluo rubbed her forehead with one hand and replied apologetically, "I'm sorry, we don't want these."

"Why not?" Chu Ningyi asked as he stepped out of the study.

Shui Anluo tried her best to suppress her temper so she would not burn him to death.

"The little one can't drink that much, Director Chu. Although you have money, this isn't how you play with it. If you don't mind, give me the money for this milk powder and I'll go buy it, alright?" She had overestimated this prince. He was a man who could not even manage his own life, and she had asked him to buy milk formula. That was just asking for trouble.

"Leave these, you may go now," Chu Ningyi coldly remarked. This was the first item he had bought for his son.1

"Chu Ningyi..." Shui Anluo was enraged but when she saw Chu Ningyi's cold expression, she quickly reverted to the expression of a lackey. "Director Chu, what I meant was that there's no use for you to buy so much. This is for children from 0-8 months old. The baby is going to be seven months old soon."

Chu Ningyi's expression finally showed signs of ease yet he was still a little impatient. "Then leave two boxes. Keep the rest and discount them," Chu Ningyi instructed before he walked back to the study once again. His cold and lofty personality was enough to cause fragments of ice to float around one's body.

Shui Anluo and the salesgirl wiped the sweat from their brows. A prince was indeed different from the average citizen.

Shui Anluo took two boxes and the salesgirl went back down to manage the refund and said that she would send it up in a little while.

Shui Anluo carried the milk formula in. She lifted her head toward the study as she closed the front door. She had indeed overestimated Chu Ningyi. He was an idiot when it comes to matters on how to handle the child.