When Mo Jingchun returned to the office, he found that Xia Xiaomin was not there and he didn't know where he went.
Facts have proved that Candy Technology can still operate normally without him in a short period of time.
But if word spreads about what happened to him, the situation will be completely different.
Who wouldn’t want to take a bite of such a big cake?
Lying down on the seat like this, hey, it's another comfortable day.
Mo Jingchun, who was in a good mood, was humming a little tune when he suddenly thought of letting Ling test Li Xuanyu's graduation project system in the morning and stopped.
"Zero, has Li Xuanyu deployed the system on the server?"
On the computer screen, Zero jumped out.
"Boss, it has been deployed. With Ling's dedicated efforts, one thousand and one new bugs have been successfully tested."
ha? One thousand and one? Mo Jingchun was dumbfounded.
"Pull it out and show me."
"Okay, boss."
A few minutes later, Mo Jingchun's mouth twitched slightly.
Why does this artificial intelligence still hold a grudge? Didn't they just say that you are mentally retarded? Why are you so impatient?
Many bugs here actually have little impact.
A graduation project is to break the system, but it is not a big system, and it also needs to defend against hacker attacks.
Mo Jingchun shook his head helplessly and said, "It's almost done."
If Li Xuanyu is bald, how will he explain to the counselor on the day of graduation?
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Jingchun was ready to pick up the little guy and go home from get off work. Xia Xiaomin came back with a pile of documents.
"Boss, do you have any schedule for three days?"
Mo Jingchun, who had already stood up and put on his down jacket, glanced at Xia Xiaomin while zipping up the zipper and said, "No, what's the matter? What's the matter?"
"Boss, in three days, the launch conference of the intelligent bionic limb will be held in the new stadium."
"Okay, I understand, I will go when the time comes."
"I'm going to pick up Candy after school. If you need anything, call me."
At 4:25, before Mo Jingchun could reach the entrance of the kindergarten, he saw Feiyan sitting outside the fence of the kindergarten from a distance.
The familiar little Maza.
Mo Jingchun turned back curiously and asked Ye Lang, "Didn't there be a small pavilion specially installed for her? Why is she still sitting outside?"
"Aren't you afraid of the cold?"
"It's okay if it doesn't rain. What if it rains?"
Wild Wolf shrugged, "She often says the air outside is fresher."
"It's raining, so of course I sit in the pavilion."
"But she rarely turns on the air conditioner."
After Mo Jingchun walked in, Feiyan also discovered Mo Jingchun.
Feiyan stood up and shouted: "Boss."
At this time, Feiyan was also a little strange, what kind of wind was blowing today and why the boss came out.
In my impression, the number of times the boss personally came to the kindergarten door to pick up candies seemed to be only a handful.
More often than not, Candy ran to his boss's office as soon as school was over.
After all, there are no classes in kindergarten at 4:30.
Although the kindergarten provides free care until nine o'clock in the evening, how could the lively Candy be willing to stay in the kindergarten all the time.
"It's time for school to end."
"Yes."
"Then just wait."
Not long after, a burst of music played, and under Mo Jingchun's stunned eyes, a small figure carrying a schoolbag rushed out of the classroom.
For some reason, Mo Jingchun always felt that this scene seemed familiar.
Soon, Mo Jingchun knew why he felt this way.
I remember that when he was in junior high school and high school, he was not only always first in grades, but also the most active in eating.
Due to the large number of students, the cafeteria is quite far from the classroom. Whenever it is meal time, he is always the first to rush out of the classroom when the bell rings.
I really can't blame him for being too active in eating. In fact, he often uses his brain. Every time he eats, he always gets hungry within an hour.
In addition, the food in the cafeteria is not very good, and I am hungry most of the time 24 hours a day.
The tiger-headed candy was the first to rush to the kindergarten door.
"Yeah! Brother!"
The little one was surprised to find that her brother came to pick her up today.
So happy!
Drop~student card~
The gate opened in response, and the little guy rushed directly into Mo Jingchun's arms.
Then, the little guy touched Mo Jingchun's two pockets, but found nothing.
Unwilling to be reconciled, Candy stretched her neck again and looked at the hat of her brother's down jacket, but there was still nothing there.
For a moment, Candy looked disappointed.
Mo Jingchun, who didn't know why, was a little confused.
What does it mean?
"What's wrong?"
The little guy turned his head and said angrily: "Hmph! Parents of other children come to pick them up, and they all have snacks."
"My brother finally came here once, but he didn't bring anything to eat."
Mo Jingchun:? ? ?
Do kindergartens still have this kind of tradition? Sure enough, he still had too little experience.
But how could Mo Jingchun, a master of coaxing children, be stumped by such a small difficulty!
Mo Jingchun blinked and said to the little guy:
"But we are going to have barbecue tonight."
barbecue? Lu skewers?
The little guy's eyes lit up.
"Good! Good! Guo'er has forgiven my brother."
The next second, the little guy changed his expression and said with a smile on his face:
"Brother, brother, let's go back quickly."
"Okay! You little snack~" Mo Jingchun smiled and tapped the tip of the little guy's nose with his finger.
The little guy snorted twice.
In the evening, two barbecue grills were set up in the small yard of the villa where Yelang and others lived.
There are three tables set aside.
Candy sat on one of the white round tables, happily eating roasted corn kernels.
After eating a bunch of corn kernels, I didn’t forget to pick up the iron pick.
There is no soul in rolling skewers without saying lots.
Hiccup~
The little guy touched his bulging belly and frowned slightly.
At this moment, another bunch of pork belly was handed to him.
The little guy stretched out his little hands in mid-air and then retracted them, his little head tilted straight.
"I can't eat any more. I don't want any more."
After more than half an hour, everyone was full and full.
Mo Jingchun, who was lying on the chair, looked at the little guy next to him and said with a smile: "Guo'er, it's okay to let Guo'er wash these three plates."
The little guy looked at everyone. Everyone was doing their best, but she seemed to have done nothing.
Sighed slightly.
"That's great~that's great~"
Ten minutes later, in the kitchen, Mo Jingchun stood aside, "supervising" the little guy as he washed the dishes.
After a while, Mo Jingchun looked a little surprised.
There is oil on the plate, but you still know how to put dishwashing liquid. Is this something you learned through observation?
Before the age of three, Mo Jingchun had no memory.
But in his impression, when did he wash dishes for the first time, it seemed that he was already in the first grade.
It’s even more difficult to cook for the first time.
Well...the rice was cooked directly without washing.
Fortunately, I still know how to drain it.
It's just the cooked "rice", which is a bit unbearable to look at.
Despite this, Mo Jingchun still remembered that his mother came back from work. Instead of scolding him, she praised her son for becoming sensible.
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