"I have a keen eye for people."
"Mo Jingchunâs future achievements will definitely surpass mine."
"All he lacks now is time."
Chen Xihe raised his hand to stop Li Qianqian, who wanted to speak, and said:
"Donât be quick to refuse, having more options is always better."
"Haha, considering the teacherâs connections, that guy will probably comply."
"Well, when it comes down to it, the teacher does have considerable influence."
Supporting Chen Xihe, Li Qianqian just kept her head down without saying anything.
Does she not know the teacherâs character?
Over the years, the times the teacher has asked others for help are few and far between.
As for the idea of joining Candy Technology, Li Qianqian didnât consider it at all.
From the moment she followed her teacher, she knew her future lay in these research institutes and bases.
Elsewhere, in the classroom, Candy and XiangâEr were playing with paper airplanes.
The paper airplanes the teacher taught them to fold were so much fun.
Especially this kind of simple and fun toy that you fold by yourself.
"XiangâEr, letâs see whose paper airplane flies farther."
"Okayď˝"
Hahď˝
A breath for good luck, thatâs the only way to bring life into a paper airplane.
The two little ones stared wide-eyed, intently watching the two paper airplanes flying around the classroom.
A few seconds later, Candy pouted and scratched her head, unable to understand why her airplane always landed first.
She had used all her strength.
If Mo Jingchun were here, he would definitely say with a smile:
"When Guoguo grows taller than XiangâEr, naturally her paper airplane will fly higher and farther."
Just then, a commotion erupted outside the classroom.
It seemed the teachers were chasing something.
Candy and XiangâEr exchanged glances and saw curiosity in each otherâs eyes.
The next second, the two little ones ran out of the classroom with their paper airplanes in hand.
Of course, Candy and XiangâEr werenât the only curious ones. In fact, kids are curious about everything.
Soon, a lot of children rushed out onto the kindergarten playground.
The puppy posed no threat to the kids, and naturally, the teachers chasing it didnât stop the children from watching.
"(âoâ) Wow, XiangâEr, that puppy is so chubby."
"Itâs wobbling as it runs, haha, and the teachers canât catch it."
Outside the kindergarten, among the onlookers, Feiyan was naturally there.
Too bad there wasnât a packet of sunflower seeds, or she could sit down and enjoy the show with themânow that would be a treat.
The little puppy was about to be caught but ran in Candyâs direction, its little tail wagging like a tiny fan.
Feiyan, who had been watching the show, suddenly stood up, ready to jump over the turnstile and enter.
The next moment, Feiyan sat back down.
The chubby little puppy circled around Candy, rubbing its head against her feet.
Its wagging tail never stopped.
Just as a teacher was about to grab the puppy to take it out of the kindergarten, Candy crouched down.
The teachers also halted their movements.
This little one in front of them, they couldnât afford to offend.
After school, under the envious gazes of the other children, Candy ran off with the puppy in her arms.
Feiyan, who had been waiting at the gate, was ready to help Candy hold the dirty puppy, but to her surprise, Candy took a sharp turn, dodging Feiyanâs reach.
"Guoguo will hold it herself."
The little one kept running towards the office building.
Seeing that smiling face, Feiyan guessed the little one was probably going to brag to the boss.
Feiyanâs lips curled up slightly, wondering if the little one was in for praise or a telling-off.
Just having Bun was already troublesome for the boss, who always wanted to settle Bun before any trip.
And now, with the addition of a little puppy, the boss might just lose it.
Yes, a small Chinese rural dog that somehow wandered into the park.
Chinese rural dogs are famously cute as puppies.
How they look when grown is anyoneâs guess.
"Sir, this is the analysis from the think tank and over a dozen academicians."
In the office, only the sound of papers being turned by the old man could be heard, with no distractions.
After an unknown amount of time, the old man picked up a pen and signed the document.
[Approved]
Watching the little one excitedly running into the office, Feiyan quietly retreated to the lounge, silently praying for the little one that she wouldnât get a scolding.
However, a childhood without scolding seems somewhat incomplete.
In the office, big eyes stared into small eyes.
Seated at the desk, Xia Xiaomin quietly watched the little puppy running all around the office.
It acted as if this were its home.
And on the bossâs desk, Bun stood with its eyes fixed on the little intruder.
One paw was even raised, ready to unleash the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms should the little critter dare to get any closer.
"Where did it come from?"
Candy blinked and said, "I was at kindergarten, and it...it came on its ownď˝"
"Hehe, even chasing it away couldnât make it leave."
Upon hearing this, Mo Jingchun snorted coldly, thinking, couldnât chase it away, ha, must have fed it something.
"Our family doesnât have the means to keep it."
"Guoguo has thought it through, Bun can skip a meal."
"This way, Bun can lose weight, and itâs a win-win, isnât it great?"
"Meow, meow, meowď˝"
Bun jumped over anxiously.
"See, even Bun doesnât agree."
"Thatâs robbing a cat of its food," Mo Jingchun remarked, glancing at Bun.
Win-win indeed, sheâs learned a few idioms and already knows how to use them flexibly.
Truly something.
If the cuteness isnât working, thereâs always another trick.
The little one tugged at Mo Jingchunâs hand, swaying it back and forth.
Two pairs of big eyes looked at Mo Jingchun tearfully, and she said pitifully:
"Brother, letâs keep Little Grey, send Little Grey away and itâll starve."
"If necessary, Guoguo will eat half a bowl...less, just a little less a day."
Mo Jingchun, who had sat down on the sofa, spread his hands and said directly:
"Look at Bun, itâs ready to claw your Little Grey to pieces. Take it home, and Little Grey wonât survive till tomorrow."
The previously pitiful Candy turned to Bun, eyes blazing with anger.
"Bun, you dare."
"Meowď˝" Bun whimpered, feeling wronged, what did I do to deserve this?
How do I become the target while doing nothing?
After half an hour of Candyâs persistence, Mo Jingchun also understood that even if he didnât agree, the little one would still take the puppy home.
Little kids canât resist such adorable creatures.
Who knows if, in a few months, when Little Grey grows up and possibly becomes less cute, the little one will still be as fond of it.
"Fine, fine, dog come wealth, letâs hope it brings good luck."
"However, let me be clear, Little Grey is not allowed in the kindergarten; Iâll tell your sister Feiyan."
"Ohď˝"