It started off as a quiet afternoon in the office. CEO Kien was deep in thought, reviewing important documents at his desk, when he heard a strange rustling sound behind him. At first, he ignored it—probably the wind or a passing breeze, he thought. But the sound grew louder, more chaotic, followed by a suspicious ripppp and a cheeky giggle.
He turned around slowly… and there she was.
Lala.
Sitting in the middle of a pile of shredded papers, eyes wide with playful innocence, and a paper crown sitting crookedly on her head. All around her were bits of important files, sticky notes, and printer sheets—torn, chewed, and thrown in the air like confetti. The floor looked like a tiny snowstorm had hit the office. Lala had clearly been very busy.
CEO Kien was stunned.
Speechless, he looked at the mess, then back at Lala, who blinked at him with her signature “Wasn’t me!” face. She even picked up another paper scrap and tossed it into the air for good measure, just to show off her masterpiece.
“Lala…” Kien whispered, trying to stay calm.
But how could he stay mad? The sight was too funny. Her paws were covered in ink smudges, her tail wiggling with pride, and she looked so pleased with herself—as if she had created a new form of modern art.
Trying not to laugh, Kien sighed and sat down beside her. “These were very important papers, you know.” Lala tilted her head, then climbed into his lap, purring loudly as if to say, “But now you’re smiling, so it was worth it.”
In the end, Kien couldn’t resist the charm. The documents could be reprinted, but the joy on Lala’s face? That was priceless. Sometimes, even a CEO needs to pause, laugh, and enjoy a little mischief from the fluffiest employee in the room.
And from that day on, he always double-checked where he left his papers—because Lala, the paper queen, was always watching. 🐾📄😆
