Chapter 330: Guoguo: So Scared~ Hahaha

Mo Jingchun touched his chin, listening to Zhou Yaling, it seemed to make a lot of sense.

But...

"I don’t think it makes much difference where I spend the New Year."

"Anyway, I’ll definitely be taking Guoguo with me."

"Might as well call it a trip."

A trip, huh, does she really think I, Zhou Yaling, haven’t heard of that place?

Sure, it’s got mountains and water, sounds like a scenic place.

But in reality, there’s nothing fun there.

Not as good as back home.

Let’s not even talk about it, in the mountains of Huo County, there are hot springs if you want them, amusement parks if you need them.

In summer, there’s a rafting drop of over a hundred meters.

As for the scenery, it’s there all year round.

The only downside is that these days, even the trees on our own mountain can’t be cut down freely anymore.

Luckily, not many people go up the mountain nowadays, and every household gathers enough firewood from trees killed by pests.

The little one in my arms, upon hearing he could travel again, his little eyes lit up immediately.

This trip, Guoguo likes.

For a moment, the little guy looked at Zhou Yaling with a strange expression.

Brother is taking Guoguo traveling, sister, how can you not be willing?

And you’re thinking of stopping it.

Humph humph～

It was obvious this time that old brother was set on going to that mountain, Zhou Yaling pouted.

Though not fun, she wanted to go too!

Unfortunately, the old man definitely wouldn’t agree.

Spending New Year’s not at home, celebrating with family, but running off...what does that say?

In the next second, Zhou Yaling’s eyes shifted.

"Brother~ Brother~ Brother~"

"Tell the old man, let me come along too."

Mo Jingchun got goosebumps all over, and Candy did too, mouth agape, looking incredulously at her sister with wide eyes.

Yikes～so corny.

"What are you coming along for?"

"Besides, if it doesn’t snow, I’ll definitely come back."

"Moreover, would uncle really listen to my opinion? No way."

The older generation can still be really stubborn sometimes.

Seeing Mo Jingchun’s cheerful face, Zhou Yaling was fuming.

Under Mo Jingchun’s and the little fellow’s shocked gazes, Zhou Yaling’s expression changed in an instant.

Zhou Yaling put one hand on her hip, pointed at Mo Jingchun, and scolded:

"Mo Jingchun, just say it, are you taking me or not?"

"Brother, sister’s really fierce～"

Mo Jingchun nodded along with the little guy.

"Indeed, very fierce."

The next moment, the little guy burst out laughing, patting his chest and chuckling:

"Hahaha, Guoguo’s so scared～"

"Hahaha."

Mo Jingchun, chuckling, sighed, and helplessly said to Zhou Yaling:

"Going to that place, it’s inconvenient even to take a hot shower, why would you as a girl want to go there."

"I can help Guoguo bathe."

Just about to continue persuading Zhou Yaling, Mo Jingchun was momentarily lost for words.

After their gazes locked for some time, Mo Jingchun sighed again.

"I’m afraid of you, I’ll test the waters with uncle after work."

"Let me be clear, if uncle truly doesn’t agree you come along, crying, throwing a fit, and even threatening won’t work, I can’t sneak you away."

"And if, once there, you want to return early, find your own ride, I won’t arrange a special car to send you back."

Zhou Yaling smiled and made an OK sign, "Alright, alright, that’s no big deal."

Mo Jingchun shook his head.

Heh, the speed at which you change expressions could rival mask changing.

......

As it was nearing the end of the workday, Xu Pengfei came in with a stack of documents.

"Boss, the patent for the prosthetic limb design has been applied for."

"And the production workshop is ready."

Mo Jingchun flipped through the documents, saying: "This isn’t urgent, after the New Year, when everyone’s back, we’ll discuss when to hold a product launch."

"Have all the intelligent devices I requested for producing prosthetic limbs arrived?"

Xu Pengfei shook his head, saying: "Not yet, because they’re custom-made, as per contract, the devices will be delivered after the New Year."

The thing with prosthetic limbs is, unlike phones, you can’t just mass-produce identical ones.

After all, everyone’s needs for prosthetic limbs are vastly different, without parameters, mass-produced prosthetic limbs are useless.

Prosthetic limbs must be custom-made, which dooms their production efficiency to be low.

To improve efficiency, Mo Jingchun decided from the start to use artificial intelligence.

As long as the user data needing prosthetic limbs is collected, the AI can produce custom prosthetic limbs based on the parameters.

As for employing staff, Mo Jingchun didn’t even consider it, after all, where would he find those specialized craftsmen?

One can’t just train them one by one, right?

Mo Jingchun put down the documents, smiling as he said:

"Alright, this matter can’t be rushed anyway."

"Boss, I’ll get back to work then."

"Go ahead."

Mo Jingchun knew, these past few days, the employees have been laid-back, with no heavy tasks.

Instead, the management has been extremely busy these days.

After work, Zhou Yaling, holding Candy, stayed far away, not daring to go to the monitoring room with her brother to see their father.

A single look from dad could make her anxious.

"Uncle, that’s how it is." Mo Jingchun finished with a smile, spreading his hands.

Mo Jingchun was waiting, waiting for uncle to start scolding Zhou Yaling, so he could justifiably not take Zhou Yaling along.

In the monitoring room, Zhou Xing smoked a ten-yuan pack of cigarettes, brows furrowed.

From time to time, he looked through the tempered glass at his daughter outside.

Puffing and puffing on the cigarette, gently exhaling.

"I think it’s fine, take her with you."

"She’s almost twenty and still acts like a child. Letting her see poorer and tougher lives with you isn’t bad."

"Going with you, uncle’s at ease."

Ha...

Mo Jingchun’s smile gradually froze.

This isn’t right, this isn’t how the script goes.

Uncle, how can you agree to let your daughter come with me?

"Uncle, I checked the weather forecast, there’s going to be a blizzard those days, we might be stranded in the mountains and unable to return for New Year’s."

Zhou Xing flicked the cigarette ash in the ashtray, and said calmly:

"Can’t come back then don’t. Her spending New Year with you and Candy won’t wrong her, right?"

"Just bring her along without worry, if she starts any nonsense, call uncle."

Zhou Xing sneered, "Just watch how I’ll teach her a lesson."

Outside, Zhou Yaling, standing in the cold wind, saw her father’s sneer, and shivered.

Whether from fright or from being frozen by the cold, it wasn’t clear.

Uncle, don’t just talk, do it.

When has your bamboo stick ever truly landed on Zhou Yaling?

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