Chapter 658: Chapter 658: So Annoying!
"Hehe, I knew my brother treats me the best."
Hearing this, Mo Jingchun, who put down the invitation, glanced at Candy, "Oh? You didn’t know before?"
Candy: "???"
Candy tilted her head, completely bewildered. Why isn’t her brother playing by the rules today?
After pondering for a moment, Candy tentatively said, "I knew before too."
"Hmm."
"So you’re saying your sister can’t compare to your brother, huh?"
Candy, sensing something unusual about her brother today, instinctively glanced towards the door to make sure her sister wasn’t nearby, then nodded in relief.
She didn’t want to offend either her brother or her sister. Offending one would mean having to appease the other.
Kids today really have it tough. Why do children have to placate adults?
This must be what Zero always calls reverse education.
Who was the genius that invented reverse education, Candy thought with gritted teeth.
Just then, Xia Xiaomin came in wearing casual clothes.
"Boss, someone brought an invitation this morning. I’ve left it on your desk."
"Yeah, I saw it."
Little Xia came back at just the right time. Candy, grateful, shot a look at Little Xia, then quickly returned to the sofa to quietly watch cartoons.
Catching Candy’s look, Xia Xiaomin was puzzled, wondering what the gratitude was for, as she didn’t feel like she’d done anything.
Two days later, it was another Friday. By the afternoon, the employees were visibly restless.
However, with work tasks completed, no supervisor saw the point of making any remarks.
Saying too much would not only backfire but also make people dislike you. Why do something thankless?
In the eyes of artificial intelligence, Zero only looks at performance.
"Boss, all one thousand tons of the new synthetic rubber material have been shipped out."
As she spoke, Xia Xiaomin’s mouth curled up.
"What’s up? Something good happen?"
Practicing calligraphy, Mo Jingchun glanced up to see Xia Xiaomin trying hard to suppress a smile.
"Huh?"
"Boss, you weren’t there. The guys collecting the materials acted like starving wolves, worried the materials would be one kilo short."
"That’s normal."
Mo Jingchun’s lips curled slightly. He was sure that the materials he sold at cost would definitely be resold, and some of them would eventually reach the higher-ups.
Only those who truly need the materials won’t resell them.
This time, Candy Technology shipped out one thousand tons. How much next time and when? Few knew.
Even if they knew, with Candy Technology’s sales model, who could guarantee they’d get their hands on some next time?
Watching the boss quietly practice calligraphy, Xia Xiaomin discreetly withdrew.
To be honest, the boss’s handwriting was unspeakably bad.
"Boss, Wei Luxue is requesting elevator access to the 26th floor."
Mo Jingchun hesitated for a moment, then continued his meticulous practice.
"Let her up."
In the first-floor elevator lobby, Wei Luxue waited less than half a minute before the innermost elevator opened.
Simultaneously, she received a notification that her temporary access had been granted.
Wei Luxue didn’t make Mo Jingchun wait long and, with the thesis painstakingly printed and bound with the help of colleagues, approached and knocked on the door nervously.
Mo Jingchun glanced and said, "Come in."
"Aren’t you bold? I’m not going to eat you, so why are you afraid of me?"
Wei Luxue smiled awkwardly, walking into the office a bit stiffly. Yeah, right. What graduate student isn’t afraid of their professor, especially a grad student?
Unless absolutely necessary, no grad student wants to cross their professor or have a conflict.
Seeing the thick stack Wei Luxue was holding, Mo Jingchun joked, "Finished your thesis draft?"
From not far away, Candy gestured with her fingers, noting that Lollipop Sister’s thesis looked as thick as ten math books.
"Wow, that’s a lot of homework," Candy shook her head and continued watching her cartoons.
Having never encountered a thesis, Candy wasn’t aware that graduate students everywhere wished for their theses to be as extensive and influential as possible.
"Let me have a look."
Mo Jingchun put down his pen and took the thesis.
For a while, the only sounds in the office were Candy’s cartoons and the low-frequency flipping of pages by Mo Jingchun.
"Your wording and citations are quite professional. Looks like you’ve put the effort in papers before."
"Colleagues’ guidance."
Mo Jingchun nodded. As Wei Luxue was his student, the lab members wouldn’t hesitate to offer guidance.
It’s only logical to help out when you can — only a fool wouldn’t take advantage of it.
Moreover, they could see that Wei Luxue was a true genius, with potential accomplishments aplenty in her future. Better to build good relations now, or who would remember whom later?
Over half an hour later, finishing the last page, Mo Jingchun remarked, "No major issues. This shouldn’t be a first draft; this must be one of your later revisions, right?"
Relieved, Wei Luxue nodded, "Technically, it’s the eighth revised version."
Mo Jingchun smiled quietly. Having someone willing to help review and revise a thesis was a stroke of luck not to be missed.
To be honest, not all researchers enjoy writing theses, especially someone like him.
Not to brag, but with Candy Technology’s technical accumulation, they could churn out so many papers, just in the medical field, enough for a journal.
"There’s nothing wrong with the thesis. No need to list my name as the first author; it doesn’t benefit me much."
"Just find a spot and put it there."
Initially intending to say there’s no need to include his name, he realized having his name would likely speed up the review process.
As for whether the thesis would be questioned, Mo Jingchun wasn’t worried at all.
He even looked forward to someone doubting it, because then he could take the opportunity to push the first generation of ternary computers to the forefront, announcing, "Sorry, not only do we think the feasibility theory of ternary computers is solid, but we’ve also actually created a first generation."
With delighted anticipation, as Wei Luxue was leaving with her thesis, she took out two lollipops and handed them to Candy.
Candy, blinking at Lollipop Sister, naturally pocketed the candies.
After Wei Luxue left, Mo Jingchun nonchalantly said to Candy, "Hand over one."
Candy feigned ignorance, "Brother, what are you talking about? I don’t understand."
Mo Jingchun gave his sister, who was pretending to be silly, a knowing look, "If I have to come over, it won’t be just one lollipop."
Candy clenched her little fist, ultimately choosing to compromise.
"Brother, you’re so grown-up yet still snatching lollipops from a child. Hmph, so annoying!"
