Chapter 360: Breaking Ground

Alberto Weirxiao, holding a contract, walked out of the office building and turned around to smile at the others in the parking lot:

"It’s been a while since we’ve met; how about we all get together?"

Everyone thought for a moment and could pretty much guess Alberto Weirxiao’s thoughts.

But this exactly fits everyone’s intention.

As long as there’s a common interest, then everyone is a good friend.

Enemies? Haha, in the face of interests, there are no permanent enemies.

"Sure! I was thinking the same thing," Fernando Caseres said with a smile.

Everyone else joined in agreement.

At times like this, you can’t be contrary. Otherwise, you won’t be invited, and others will form small groups, making it hard to earn any money.

That’s just the reality.

Not far away, Mo Jingchun and Xia Xiaomin had naturally seen this scene from the doorway.

Xia Xiaomin didn’t know what they were chatting and laughing about, but Mo Jingchun did.

"Boss, they seem to be planning to collaborate."

"Let’s go." Mo Jingchun put his hands behind his back and turned to walk back to the office.

Whether it’s collaboration or competition, it doesn’t affect his earnings.

It might even bring him some pleasant surprises.

These people are really skilled at sales.

In the afternoon, Mo Jingchun was yawning on the office couch.

Used to napping, without a nap for the day, he felt sluggish all afternoon.

He didn’t even want to move.

While Mo Jingchun was staring at the ceiling in a daze...

a little kid came in, puffing his cheeks, with a backpack on.

Seeing his brother lying on the couch in a daze made the kid even angrier.

"Brother, it’s almost five o’clock, why haven’t you gone to pick up Guoguo?"

"You made Guoguo wait for a long time at kindergarten."

"Hmph, I’m so mad."

Mo Jingchun looked at the ceiling and rolled his eyes.

"It’s so close, do I really need to pick you up?"

"Weren’t you always the first one to dash out of kindergarten?"

"Oh dear~" The little kid was grinding his teeth in anger.

Suddenly, Mo Jingchun noticed something.

Where’s his sister’s scooter? Why did she only come back with a backpack?

Looking at the little one with hands on hips, Mo Jingchun asked, "Where’s your little scooter?"

Candy paused, scratched her head, and wasn’t angry anymore.

Right, where’s my little scooter?

After thinking, Candy realized something terrifying.

It seems...maybe...possibly...in her anger, she ran straight home from kindergarten.

The scooter seemed to have been left behind.

For a moment, the once intimidating Candy turned sheepish.

Slouching as if she lost a battle.

"Tsk tsk tsk~"

"Did you lose the scooter?"

It probably wasn’t lost; Feiyan definitely brought it back.

Even if it wasn’t, it wouldn’t get lost.

With so many cameras, everyone knows that little scooter is Candy’s ride; who would dare try to sell it for scrap metal?

Candy, fiddling with her fingers, said with little conviction:

"I... I didn’t lose it~"

"Guoguo just forgot to ride it."

"The little scooter is still with Feiyan."

"Yeah, that’s definitely it, the little scooter is definitely with Feiyan."

The tone was so convincing, it almost sounded more certain than Mo Jingchun.

"Brother, look, Guoguo brought you a banana~"

Taking a banana out of her backpack, Candy grinned as she handed it to her brother.

Trying to bribe her brother in this manner.

At this moment, Candy hadn’t realized that in this short span, the topic had unknowingly shifted, turning the situation into her fault.

She had completely forgotten how she was full of vigor when she first came in.

Suppressing a laugh, Mo Jingchun said, "You better hurry and find your little scooter."

"Be careful it doesn’t get sold for scrap."

The next second, the little one put down her backpack and ran outside.

In less than a minute, she cheerfully pushed the little scooter back into the office.

"Brother, see, I told you, the little scooter was with Feiyan."

"Guoguo always tells the truth."

Mo Jingchun, eating the banana, nodded approvingly and laughed:

"Yeah, I know, Guoguo is the best."

"Having Guoguo is a blessing for Brother."

The little one, upon hearing the praise, giggled happily.

Not far away, Xia Xiaomin just silently watched the imaginative brother-sister duo.

Having seen such scenes often, Xia Xiaomin was already numb to it.

That day, Mo Jingchun was signing documents.

"Boss, the Yi Ethnic Group’s site starts construction tomorrow."

Mo Jingchun looked up at Xia Xiaomin and said with a smile, "That’s great. Maybe the next time we visit, we’ll see a completely different scene."

"Keep a close eye on the project over there."

"Okay."

In the depths of the mountains, in one of the few flat areas, many construction workers appeared.

There were also a lot of large mechanical equipment placed on the ground.

On both sides of the site were two mobile houses.

One of them was more than two meters high and surrounded by panels.

In the classroom, Amu could hear a loud boom every so often, followed by a rumble.

At first, dust often fell from above, but now it didn’t.

It’s just that during class, everyone often got distracted, curious about the big "hammer" behind the boards emitting black smoke.

The teacher said it was chemical energy converting to internal energy, internal energy to mechanical energy, and finally to potential energy.

Couldn’t understand it, but it sounded so amazing, such a wonder.

And that big excavator, after school every day, many didn’t want to go home and just watched it from afar.

Don’t know what’s so fascinating, though she also watches it for a few minutes every day.

Any longer wouldn’t do; there was still digging to be done at home.

Uncle and the village head both said growing vegetables could earn big money.

Those older brothers and sisters said so too, and Amu firmly believed it.

Sitting in the classroom, thinking of selling the vegetables for money to buy snacks for his sister, Amu couldn’t help but grin slightly.

"Ahem, everyone, focus a bit, there may be noise, but please persevere."

"By next year at the latest, everyone will be able to move into the new classrooms."

The teacher’s words brought Amu back to attention, listening carefully to the lesson.

This big brother from the city teaches in a lively way, making learning easier.

But the teacher said that in half a year, he’d return to the company and another big sister would come teach.

On the school construction site, under the premise of ensuring quality, work continued tirelessly around the clock since it started.

Deep into the night, the site was brilliantly lit.

Commendably, when the construction team arrived, the national electric grid took over ten days to deliver high voltage power to the village.

It was late at night, and the insomniac principal stood at the school gate, staring at the laboring workers in the distance, somewhat lost in thought.

Although just starting, the changes in the school were substantial.

The teacher issue had been thoroughly solved.

And the new school was being built at a speed visible to the naked eye.