Watching her brother step back again while pinching his nose, Candy was almost about to cry.
Candy couldnât understand why such a fruit existed in this world.
It looks just like...
Ugh~
Seeing that the piece of durian in her sisterâs hand was about to fall to the ground, Mo Jingchun hurriedly handed the trash can under the dining table to his sister.
Just within this short moment, when Mo Jingchun turned back again, he was stunned to see his sister taking another bite of the durian.
Oh my god, who gave her the courage!
And whatâs with that blissful expression on your face?
A few seconds ago, you were obviously full of disdain and on the verge of vomiting from the smell.
Left puzzled, Mo Jingchun could only sigh, this must be the world of a foodie.
"Brother, itâs so delicious, have a taste."
"Eating it feels just like banana cream ice cream."
"And itâs so sweet."
The little one had already completely forgotten how she almost vomited after the first bite.
Mo Jingchun took another step back holding the trash can.
He covered his nose and gave an awkward smile, "No, no, thanks."
"Letâs leave it for Guoguo to eat by herself."
"All right!" The little one nodded cheerfully.
Mo Jingchun didnât dare take deep breaths, fearing inhaling too much of the durian scent would affect his appetite for dinner.
"Do you want more?"
"If not, I will put it in the fridge to chill."
Immersed in her feast, Candy eagerly nodded her small head, "I want another piece."
"Here you go."
Mo Jingchun quickly put the durian in the fridge, finally sighing in relief.
By dinner time, the little one had another big bowl of white rice.
If not for her brotherâs disapproval, she felt she could eat another piece of durian.
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In Jing City, in the dormitory of Jing City University, although it was already past eleven at night, Li Xuanyu and her three roommates were still diligently working on their graduation projects, perfecting their proposals.
For them, developing a small system was easy; the challenge was in perfecting it.
Moreover, in such a competitive environment, who wouldnât want their graduation project to be more perfect and sophisticated?
Even Li Xuanyu, who had actual development experience and wasnât considering further studies, felt the same way.
Typically, the topics for graduation projects were chosen by the students themselves.
Only if the advisor considered it too simple and meaningless would they ask the student to change the topic or assign one directly.
What puzzled Li Xuanyu was that while other students had advisors, she was the only one left without one.
She had asked her counselor, who told her that her advisor hadnât returned to school yet and that she would be notified upon their return.
Twisting her sore neck, Li Xuanyu decided not to dwell on it.
When the boat gets to the pier-head, it will go straight with the current; after all, could the advisor eat her up?
The next morning, while Li Xuanyu was still washing up, she heard her roommates yelling.
"Xuanyu, Xuanyu, big news!"
"Mo Jingchun is returning to the school."
Hearing this, Li Xuanyu thought, Mo Jingchun is coming to the school?
Well, itâs his alma mater, isnât it only natural for him to come back?
But in the next second, Li Xuanyu froze. No, this isnât right.
Mo Jingchunâs status now is different; heâs not only a Nobel Prize in Medicine laureate but also an honorary professor at Jing City University!
His return to his alma mater is entirely different!
The saying goes, today I take pride in my school, tomorrow my school takes pride in me!
"Xuanyu, what are you spacing out for? Weâre all signing up for Mo Jingchunâs lecture; do you want to sign up too?"
Lecture? Thatâs right. Now that Mo Jingchun is returning to his alma mater, it must be due to the schoolâs invitation.
"Sign me up."
"Alrighty."
Looking at herself in the mirror, Li Xuanyu felt a bit annoyed.
That guy, knowing he was coming back to school, didnât say a word.
At this moment, Li Xuanyu still hadnât realized the seriousness of the matter.
In everyoneâs subconscious mind, since Mo Jingchun is a Nobel laureate in medicine, this lecture must be medicine-related.
On the morning of the 19th, clad in a custom casual outfit, Mo Jingchun gave a few instructions to Xu Pengfei at the company.
Especially to have Xu Pengfei and Su Wenyan keep a close watch on the employee dormitory project.
Just about to leave, hurried by the little one, Mo Jingchun turned back after stepping out of Xu Pengfeiâs office.
"Oh, right, Old Xu."
"The end of the year is approaching, make sure to plan ahead for things like the year-end bonus."
"And this year, we should also host an annual party."
"Itâs something the employees look forward to as well."
Standing up, Xu Pengfei nodded and agreed:
"Alright!"
In the park, Candy squatted down, gently patting Bunâs head with her small hand.
"Bun, donât wander off. Guoguo and brother will be back in a few days."
"Big Black, you canât bully Bun, okay?" The little one glared at Dagger, who wagged its tail instead.
"Guoguo, we need to head out."
Hearing her brotherâs call, the little one turned around and shouted loudly:
"Coming, coming~"
Dagger ran to the lawn, and after seeing three white cars departing, ran back excitedly, picking up Bun and returning to the nest.
Sleeping without a pillow is no good.
In the car, holding a tablet, Xia Xiaomin turned her head to ask the boss:
"Boss, we should reach Jing City this afternoon."
Tickling the little one, making them laugh, Mo Jingchun replied with a smile:
"Letâs first go check out the old company site."
"Tomorrow morning, weâll head to the school."
"Iâve already communicated with the school."
"Okay, boss."
Jing City, with the smart stabilizing spoon business still here, had its old premises of Candy Technology reused.
This was also the only branch of Candy Technology in any city worldwide.
Cuddling his sister, Mo Jingchun and the group left the high-speed rail station where a car was already waiting.
"Boss."
Seeing the person in charge here in Jing City, Mo Jingchun smiled and nodded.
"Take us to the company."
"Alright, sure."
After the boss got in the car, Sun Chaowu wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Though the boss was smiling, he inexplicably felt immense pressure.
Outside the window, traffic was bustling.
Luxury cars could be seen everywhere.
Unlike in Huo County, where spotting a famous luxury car on the road was rare.
Instead, the Wuling Hongguang was a common sight.
Suddenly, Mo Jingchunâs eyes lit up.
"Find a place to pull over."
What did he see? The once small photo studio was still there.
And he wondered if the boss still had that photo hanging on the wall.
A few minutes later, a group of suited burly men suddenly flooded into the small photo studio, startling the store owner.
But then, realizing it was absurd!
Where was this?
As the ancients would say, this was the foot of the emperor.
These days, who would dare to act like a mob boss so brazenly?
Carrying his sister into the shop, Mo Jingchun, seeing that familiar photo on the wall, felt giddy like a child.
PS: Thanks for the rewards and support from some lot, and that stranger.