The girl ran down the hallway, trying not to disturb the adults. Her mother, who worked as a cleaner in the office, asked her to wait by the window while she finished mopping the floors, but sitting still was boring.

The hallway was long and bright, with large windows and a soft gray carpet that was pleasant to walk on with bare feet in socks.

She was just examining her reflection in the glass door when someone stopped next to her.

“Hey, be careful,” a calm male voice said.

The girl winced and looked up. A tall man in an expensive suit stood before her. He looked confident and a little tired, like all the adults here.

The girl didn’t know who he was, but somehow she wasn’t afraid.

“Are you here alone?” he asked, squatting down to be level with her.

“I’m waiting for Mom. She’s mopping the floors,” the girl answered honestly.

The man smiled and instinctively stroked her head.

“So, you’re helping Mom with her work? That’s right.”

He reached into his jacket pocket, thought for a moment, and pulled out a neatly wrapped candy.

“Will you have some?” he asked. “Just show it to Mom later.”

The girl’s eyes lit up. She took the candy, clutched it tightly in her palm, but didn’t eat it right away. She suddenly looked at the man intently, almost seriously—not at all childish.

“Uncle…” she said quietly. “Are you the boss here?”

The man chuckled.

“You could say that.”

The girl took a step closer, rose on her toes, and leaned toward his ear.

“Then I’ll tell you something…” she whispered. “But it’s a secret.”

And at that moment, the smile slowly faded from the director’s face. He was horrified by what he heard and immediately called a meeting. 😨😲

The girl rose on her toes and carefully leaned toward the director’s ear. She spoke quietly, almost emotionlessly, as if she were telling him something ordinary, unaware of its importance.

“Two men said that soon you won’t be working here anymore…” she whispered. “They said the paperwork is almost ready, and that it will be your own fault.”

The girl continued, unaware of the man’s changing expression:

“They were talking behind the door. They said the money would be transferred to other accounts. And then they’ll say you stole it. One said, ‘In a month, he’ll be left with nothing.'”

She paused for a second, as if recalling the details, and added:

“And when they saw me, they gave me candy and told me not to tell anyone.” They said that if I kept quiet, I’d always have sweets.

He slowly straightened up, pulled out his phone, and, without taking his eyes off the girl, pressed a number.

“In fifteen minutes,” he said calmly but very firmly, “the entire company management must be with me. No delays.”

He put the phone away, sat down next to her again, and asked in a completely different voice:

“Did you remember which office it was in?”

The girl nodded.

“Yes. I’ll show you.”