The bright sunlight streamed through the large windows of CEO Kien’s modern office, lighting up the sleek wooden desk stacked with neatly arranged documents. Kien, known for his serious demeanor and sharp focus, was in the middle of an important virtual meeting with international partners. Everything in his office was as organized as his mind—until Lala walked in.
Lala, the charming little girl who was the apple of everyone’s eye, had a knack for turning ordinary moments into extraordinary adventures. With her playful personality and mischievous grin, she was like a whirlwind of energy. Today, her target wasn’t her toys or her favorite snacks—it was the thick pile of papers on Kien’s desk.
At first, she tiptoed in quietly, her small footsteps almost inaudible on the polished floor. Kien was too engrossed in the meeting to notice her sneaky approach. Lala’s eyes sparkled when she spotted the stack of documents. They weren’t just papers to her; they were blank canvases waiting to be transformed into her next masterpiece.
“Papa’s papers look so boring,” she whispered to herself, giggling softly. “I can make them pretty!”
She grabbed a few sheets and ran to the corner of the room where her crayons and colored markers were waiting. In no time, she was doodling flowers, stars, and funny faces all over the documents. A green marker became her magic wand as she turned one official report into a rainbow masterpiece.
Meanwhile, Kien was discussing quarterly profits and market trends with a stern expression. “Yes, our revenue growth has been consistent,” he said confidently, unaware that his crucial financial reports were being artistically “upgraded” by his creative little assistant.
After a few minutes, Lala grew bolder. She started folding some of the papers into airplanes, giggling as they soared across the room. One landed perfectly on Kien’s chair, but he brushed it aside without glancing, still focused on the screen.
“Hmm… too easy,” Lala thought with a mischievous smile. She reached for more papers—this time, the ones Kien had meticulously prepared for his afternoon presentation. She folded them into tiny boats, stacking them like a mini fleet on his desk.
When Kien finally noticed the soft rustling behind him, he turned around. His eyes widened at the sight before him: his daughter, completely surrounded by crumpled papers, colorful doodles, and a line of paper boats and airplanes.
“Lala! What… what are you doing?!” Kien exclaimed, almost forgetting he was still on a live video call.
“Papa, look!” Lala beamed, holding up a brightly drawn page where she had added a big smiley face to what used to be a financial chart. “Your papers were so sad. Now they’re happy!”
The people on the video call paused for a moment. One of the executives chuckled, “Looks like we have a future artist there, Mr. Kien.”
Kien sighed, rubbing his temples but couldn’t help smiling. Lala’s joy was contagious, and even though she had just turned his work into a colorful mess, he found it impossible to scold her. “Sweetheart, those papers are very important. Papa needs them for his work.”
“But Papa,” Lala pouted, holding up another paper airplane. “Work is boring. Airplanes are fun!”
Before Kien could respond, she tossed the airplane into the air, and it landed right on top of his laptop camera. The screen on the other end filled with the sight of a crookedly drawn rainbow. The executives erupted into laughter.
Taking a deep breath, Kien decided to handle the situation differently. He knelt down beside Lala and said, “Okay, how about this? We’ll keep some papers for your drawings, but these ones,”—he carefully gathered the official documents—“Papa needs to finish his meeting. Deal?”
Lala thought for a moment and then nodded. “Deal! But you have to make a plane with me later.”
“Deal,” Kien smiled, giving her a gentle pat on the head.
While Kien returned to his meeting, Lala sat nearby, happily decorating the spare papers he had given her. She created a colorful gallery of drawings, occasionally holding one up to show him. Kien, though busy, would glance over and give her a thumbs-up, which made her beam with pride.
When the meeting ended, Kien leaned back in his chair, exhausted but amused. He looked at the desk covered in Lala’s “artwork.” “You know, Lala,” he said with a grin, “you’ve turned my office into an art studio.”
“Because offices need more colors!” Lala replied confidently.
Kien laughed, realizing how much he admired her creativity. In that moment, he understood something important: while his work was serious and demanding, moments like these reminded him why he worked so hard—to create a life full of joy and love for his little girl.
Later in the evening, as promised, Kien sat down with Lala to make paper planes. The two of them launched their creations across the living room, laughing together. Lala’s mischievous act had not only disrupted Kien’s workday but also brought them closer, turning an ordinary day into a memory they would cherish forever.
