Tech Dominator Starts with Raising Kids

Chapter 676: Chapter 676: Listen to That, So Snarky!

If it were any other student complaining, it would go in one ear and out the other, but this one’s different—she’s the daughter of Candy Technology, Mr. Mo’s own sister.

If she wants to change the cafeteria, all she has to do is mention it to the education bureau, and it’s as good as done.

As for the current cafeteria owner, does Candy Technology care about a bit of compensation?

To her, compared to the healthy growth of a child, money is just a minor issue.

So, within just a short lunchtime nap, the news of Mo Xiaoxue wanting to change the school’s cafeteria had spread among the teachers.

If anyone is the most anxious, it’s undoubtedly the current cafeteria owner.

It’s not just the impending inspection from the education bureau they’re worried about, but also that Candy Technology might actually replace the Chengnan Primary School cafeteria. The cafeteria owner even considered trying to scam Candy Technology for some huge compensation, but it was just a thought.

There aren’t many geniuses in this world, but not that many fools either.

For normal compensation, they believe Candy Technology wouldn’t even blink an eye, and the payment would be immediate. Trying to scam Candy Technology without considering they have professional legal personnel is foolish.

Moreover, offending Candy Technology would likely mean the end of good days. They wouldn’t even have to lift a finger—people would line up to help them.

That’s just how the world works.

What a worry it is.

In the last class of the afternoon, the homeroom teacher went around checking the students’ heights, and each of the students received a small card with a model number marked on it, with penmanship along the edge written in ink.

"Class president, lead your classmates to line up and follow me to the equipment room to collect uniforms and red scarves."

"Let me emphasize again, once you receive your items, put them in your backpack right away to avoid losing them. Do you understand?"

"Understood..."

With a long drawn-out tone, Qu Weijun nodded.

Every year during uniform distribution, there are always students who don’t keep track, losing one thing or another.

As the temporary class president’s best friend, Candy was at the front of the line.

Watching Xiang’Er always raising her right hand, Candy felt tired for her. No wonder her brother kept insisting she shouldn’t run for class president—he really had foresight.

No, he often says, "I’ve eaten more salt than you have eaten rice."

After the teacher tied on the red scarf, Candy packed the uniform discreetly in her bag under the homeroom teacher’s watchful eyes. The classmates behind her imitated her closely.

Of course, some students faced more awkwardness; their bags were too small to fit two sets of uniforms.

Watching the student struggle to fit the uniforms in while standing there anxiously almost on the verge of tears, Qu Weijun helplessly said, "Just carry it, don’t lose it. When you get home, tell your parents the bag is too small."

"Yeah, the homeroom teacher said so."

Qu Weijun believed that with that one sentence, the parents would ensure their child gets a new bag by tonight. Sometimes, what the homeroom teacher says really carries weight, especially with the children’s grandparents.

With her bag slung over her shoulder, Candy stood on the playground waiting for dismissal.

In less than ten minutes, Candy felt sore and without hesitation, placed her bag on the ground.

Xiang’Er hadn’t arrived yet, so Candy was a bit bored, but luckily she already knew a few classmates from the class, so she could chat with them.

"Mo Xiaoxue, my mom says your family is the richest in our class, is that true?"

Looking at the chubby boy in front of her, Candy scratched her head and said perplexedly, "Probably not? I don’t know."

"It must be true; my mom never lies," said the chubby boy with certainty.

At this, Candy raised an eyebrow and said, "But I’m broke—I’ve only saved a few thousand in allowance since I was little."

The next moment, Candy saw her classmates’ eyes widen in shock.

Especially the chubby boy, who was stunned by her allowance.

Having a few thousand in allowance and still claiming to be broke—what cheekiness!

Just then, Xiang’Er came running over with her bag from a distance.

Phew~

"Candy, I finally understand why Xiaochun doesn’t want you to be class president."

"It’s exhausting, and you have to be the last to leave."

Ding-ding-ding~ ding-ding-ding~ ding-ding-ding~

"Class is over, everyone line up quickly."

Seeing the homeroom teacher nearby, no one dared oppose Xiang’Er—want to express individuality? You didn’t notice the death stare from the homeroom teacher.

By the school bus, Feiyan waved at Candy standing in line and Candy jumped up to wave back.

Seeing this, Qu Weijun spoke up, "Those in Class One who live in the tech park can board the bus if they haven’t already boarded the wrong one."

Under Qu Weijun’s watch, several children lined up and headed towards the school bus.

Once on the bus, Feiyan smiled and asked, "How was your first day as a primary school student?"

Candy put her bag on the seat and sighed deeply.

"Talking about it just brings tears."

"Oh?" Feiyan was a bit surprised; logically, the first day should be the happiest.

"Feiyan, you’ve never eaten from our school cafeteria—the taste is something else."

Feiyan just smiled without comment. Back in her day, she always brought food from home to school; canteens were a luxury beyond her time.

On the way back to the park, the children on the school bus chattered non-stop, all complaining about different issues from the day.

Especially the school cafeteria, which was a major topic of discussion.

About ten minutes later, the school bus pulled up at Dormitory One.

This time, Candy noticed the company seemed to have finished for the day.

Once off the bus, Candy rushed into her brother’s arms.

Holding onto Mo Jingchun’s leg, he patted Candy’s head and asked, "What’s wrong? What brought on the tears?"

Though she had been fine, as soon as Mo Jingchun asked, tears welled up in Candy’s eyes.

"Brother, the school cafeteria food is just awful—the rice is as hard as a rock."

"Brother, how about we change that trashy cafeteria?"

Mo Jingchun furrowed his brow, "Is it that bad?"

"Aren’t all primary and secondary school cafeterias supplied with rice and vegetables by the education bureau?"

"I don’t care, it’s terrible."

Saying that, little tears unwillingly rolled down.

Standing by, Zhou Yaling watched Candy cry, feeling there was some acting involved, but she believed the cafeteria food was terrible.

It’s not an exaggeration to say that across the country, apart from university cafeterias, school cafeteria food is notoriously bad.

Zhou Yaling sneered, acknowledging that her brother always fell for Candy’s tears—throwing a fit always got results.

Why was her brother scheming all sorts of mischief when they were younger?

"Zero, have Xia come over, I’ll wait here."